(Stephanie's Pov)

I went into the cabin with Lester following me to find and put on my shoes. As I did so I sat back for a minute and watched as Lester moved around the house getting his phone and the keys to our car. How could I not for give him for the mistake that we both almost made? Les has been with me and by my side the entire time this nightmare has been going on, he has put off his own grieving to make sure I was ok. It wasn't just him that was tempted as well and that had a hand in messing everything up. Waking up in a bed wrapped in the warm arms of a man as great as Lester Santos any woman would be in a state if they found themselves in the place I was and temporarily give in to feelings that surfaced.

"You ready Beautiful?" I heard and looked up to see Les standing there looking at me

"Yea" I told him getting up and placing sunglasses over my eyes

We walked across the porch and down the small steps to our car. Lester pulled out several folded up pieces of paper that he had from his back pocket and began to go through them. Watching him I began to wonder what in the world had his attention so much and why we weren't leaving.

"What are you doing?" I asked him not being able to take his silence any longer

"Trying to find us somewhere to eat. Tank gave me a packet of papers on some things here in Tennessee he thought we could use while we were here"

"Just go to the nearest diner"

"Beautiful I don't think they have diners here. I drove up here, granted it was in the dark but I never saw a diner lit up anywhere on the drive" he told me and I sat back thinking how on every corner in Jersey there was a diner

"Ok then what are our options?"

Lester picked up his papers once again and looked through them" well there is a place called Shoney's, a place called Log Cabin Pancake House, and a…"

"Pancake House" I said before he said another thing. When I heard pancakes I was thinking of sitting in my Moms dinning room eating warm cakes with melty butter and sticky sweet syrup.

"All right the pancake house it is" Lester said punching in the address into the GPS unit

After a little bit of a drive that led us into a city that had bunches of shops on either side of the street and listening to the GPS voice telling us each turn to make we finally made it into a parking lot that was said was our destination. When Les and I looked out the windshield of our truck we both sat there a little stunned a second.

"We defiantly aren't in Jersey anymore" Lester said and I nodded looking at an actual Log cabin with two big black bears that were carved out of tree stumps standing guard at the entrance of a long concrete walk way.

Lester and I got out of the truck and walked across the lot and up to the black bears. As I was about to walk up to the door of the log cabin, Les stopped me and told me to turn around and have my picture taken with one of the bears.

"We don't have anything like this back home" he said as he aimed his cell phone at me and it clicked taking my picture. When Les walked up to me and showed me the picture he had just taken, I grimaced at seeing that even though I had a really good nights sleep I still had black rings and bags under my eyes.

"You're still beautiful" Les said seeing my mood change. It won't just go away with one nights sleep.

"I don't think it will ever go away" I told him as we made our way inside the Log Cabin

"It will" he said as a girl came up to us

"Hidy welcome to the Log Cabin Pancake house, Two?" she asked and we nodded "follow me" she said and led us over to a table where she laid two menu's down and left us for a few minutes to figure out what we wanted.

I scanned the menu and picked out what I felt like I wanted. When the lady came back Les and I gave our orders to her and she took off into the back. As we waited I took a look around and saw that there was a big fireplace on the far side of the cabin and nice little curtains on the windows. For being a restaurant the Cabin had a real homey warm feel to it.

"So far" I said and got Lester's attention "from what I've seen this is a nice place. The Chalet we are staying in is between two mountains and the air just smells nice. It's got that constant campfire smell to it"

"Yea I noticed that too"

"Here you go" The lady said coming back with a large tray in her hands. She began placing plates of food in front of us and mugs of hot coffee, what she did next baffled me and Lester.

"Is that Jars?" He asked me when the girl left and we looked at two Jars of milk sitting with our coffees

"Uh I think so, it looks like a Jar" I said picking it up and examining it

"What are we to do with them?"

"I would say we use them for the coffee but there is some creamer right there" I said pointing to the little cups of coffee creamer that comes with coffee.

"Excuse me" Lester said getting the girls attention

"Yes is everything ok?" she asked coming to the table

"We were just wondering what the Jars of milk are for?" he asked her and I saw her face scrunch up as she thought on Lester's question

"Where are you guys from?"

"New Jersey" Lester said

"Ohhhhhh" She said tilting her head back and laughing "These are Mason Jars. We drink from them here in the South"

"Like glasses?" he asked and the girl had a look of pure pity on her face. She probably thought Yankees don't know anything.

"Yes" she said

"Ok" Les said and then looked over at me. Out of all the years I have been with Ranger and his men I never have seen them get frustrated and embarrassed and Les I think was about to get to that line.

"We drink from them" he said when the girl finally got to leave our table

"Yea"

"Something wrong with glasses?" he asked and I looked around hoping the girl or anyone around us hadn't heard us and got offended by two Northerners who didn't know anything about Southern culture.

"Shhhh it's just how they do it here, I think its cute" I said picking up my Jar and drinking from it.

"We sure aren't in Jersey anymore"

"Nope" I said and I thought while we are here that was going to be a reoccurring theme with us. We were so out of our element.