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"What do you mean by that?" I shrill.

"I mean that dad has been looking for us for a long time, that's what I mean."

"How do you know?" I gasp.

He looked at me, his face grim, and his eyes full of meaning. "I saw him a couple of years ago."

"What?"

"He didn't see me. I saw him at a local restaurant in Oklahoma City, Oklahoma. I stayed there for a month or so. And he was just sitting there." He whispered. "Just drinking his coffee. I almost had a heart attack."

"Are you sure it was him?" I squeaked.

"I'm sure Claire. How the hell wouldn't I be sure? He looks the same, dammit." He growled, running his hand through his thick curly brown hair. He wasn't mad at me, just mad in general.

"Oklahoma, huh?"

"Yea. I didn't want to get up, because the dinner was pretty small. He sat down, and talked to a couple of guys, drank his coffee, and left."

"How do you know that he's still following us?" I asked him. But he ignored me, his face coloring slightly. So slightly that I almost didn't realize it. "Danny?" I tried again. But suddenly things started to line up, making me see what had been going on….

"Danny you didn't!" I gasped in horror.

Danny shrugged, his face taking on a nice pink color. "I didn't know what else to do at the tim-"

"What the hell does that even mean Danny? All you do in situations like that, is get the hell out of there, so far away that you forget all about it." I snapped. Taking a breath, I tried again. "So you're telling me you followed him to his house-" I trailed off in horror.

Danny kept quiet for a moment. "He didn't have a house.

"Danny!"

"Look, I just went to the house, and poked around while he was gone. I found out a lot of useful information."

"Like?"

"Like he's been looking for us for years. I found a list with our names on it."

"A list?"

He growled, irritated. "Yes a list. Stop asking so many questions. It had your name, my name, and Allie's name written down with like 15 addresses under each of our names."

"So you nicked it."

He shrugged, searching in his bag. He pulled out a rumpled piece of paper. "The scary thing is, I found this address on here."

I gasped, snatching the paper from his hand. Scanning sheet, I saw he was right. The fifth address under my name was the Glass Residence.

"You don't think…" I gasped.

"No." he assured me quickly. "I checked all over his apartment. He only had this paper. Looked like he was moving around a lot. I hope that threw him off a bit."

"Danny that was really dangerous. He would have killed you."

Danny shrugged again. "I know. But it was worth the risk. That's the reason I had to leave Oklahoma City." He pointed to a line with a red marker run through it. "That was my address."

"Why is there a line through it?" I asked curiously.

"I guess he didn't realize that I was living there. I was staying with a girl I met."

I raised my eyebrow and allowed a small smile to cross my face.

"Not like that." He said with a face, snatching the paper from my hand. But I noticed that his cheeks reddened slightly when he turned to put it in his bag again. But I let it go. For now.

I took a deep breath, feeling high strung. "Are you sure there are no more copy's of this?"

"As sure as I can be Claire. I mean, I can never be 100% sure. The only person who really knows is dad, and if I ever see him again…" he trailed off, his expression slowly darkening. "Well if I ever see him again, I don't think I will be saying much to that bastard."

I wanted to tell Danny to stop. But he had every right. We all did. "Danny, I'm so glad you came to find me. I missed you. I didn't know what I was missing, until I remembered. Now I feel like some hole has been filled in my heart." I muttered, my face growing warm. I've never been good at expressing myself.

But he reached over at took my hand, squeezing it lightly. "I've really missed you too."

I smiled, taking his hand, and pulling him up with me. "I think it's time to eat. Let's go in the kitchen."

He shrugged, but it looked like he wanted to say something. "What is it?" I asked him.

He shook his head. "It can wait a bit."

I smiled, and took my past to meet my present.

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