A/N: So, it's been a while hasn't it. I'm glad that you are all enjoying the story. At the moment I have a bad case of writers block, but I'm trying to push through it. I hope that you all don't hate me because it's been like a long while since this chapter came out. I know, bad Melody. I should try harder. I'm going to trust me. School starts soon, but I'm still going to MAKE myself write. I think that's why I wasn't getting any ideas. I've actually pondered dropping this story, but I don't know. How would you all feel if I just ended this? Love,

The author, A.K. A Melody

In the last chapter:

"Melonie!" he screamed again. The tears wouldn't stop, the never ending flow of water. He stayed curled into his ball as the sun rose over the hills and the trees. Slowly and painfully he got up off the cold hard ground, and clenched his fists. Looking out past the trees, he started to howl. Letting it echo out, surrounding him he slowly cut it off. You WILL not have her for long Jason. I WILL get her back, I swear, no matter what it takes.

Chapter 15: An Unexpected Visit

She came in and out, a face hanging above her panting. Pain covered her body, as did a thick coating of sweat. She tried to shake it off, shake the heavy load off her chest, but it wouldn't budge. Screaming did nothing, no one ever came to save her, and soon she just forgot about it all together. His grunts got louder as her body was jerked back and forth. Cold metal cuffs kept her from scratching him, her wrists bleeding from straining against them. The door burst open, light coming into the room to show her Jason's face. A smile, warm and gentle, showing before he raked his claws over her stomach.

"What the fuck..." he looked over at the person in the door way. Melonie could hear them panting, small wheezes breaking in between every few breaths. A small growl came from Jason as he got up, and stalked over to the intruder. She could have seen who it was, she could have just turned her head, but she lay there her body still and bleeding. The ceiling was dark, a soft light coming and going as cars drove by the house. Rafe, where was he? Was he the person standing in the door way?

Her head fell to the side, the outline of a woman standing in the door frame. She wore a dress, the black fabric spilling onto the floor in tattered folds. Blonde hair fell over her shoulders in a shiny, mud covered waterfall. Her breasts heaved, pressing into Jason for dear life. Melonie could hear her frantic whispers, the woman giving her glance after glance. His face stayed cool, his eyes showing slight fear. Snarling he pushed the woman away, coming over to Melonie's side.

"Well Melonie, today's your lucky day. I've been called away for the moment." he whispered, stroking her jaw. She sighed with relief, jerking her face away from him. He grabbed her jaw roughly, his nails digging in as he jerked her face back towards him. "I will be back as soon as I can."

Her eyes shut tightly, blocking him out, wishing him away. She felt warm lips press into hers, her mouth twisting into a scowl. He let her face go, pushing it away from him and stepping away before she could snap at him. What could be wrong? Who was that woman? Again she thought back to Rafe, her eyes staring once again into the ceiling blankly.

As Jason left and she was left laying on the soft bed with her hands and feet still cuffed, her mind thought back to the previous night. Her body shook with the memory of Rafe's skin pressing into her, sweat sliding down along her thigh. A sob escaped her clenched throat at the thought of his embrace. The door opened again, the floor board squeaking as the person walked up to the bed. God, how could he be back so early? He had pack business, he just left. Tears welled up in her eyes. She held her breath as the foot falls stopped as she squeezed her eyes shut. A hand, warm and gentle came up to wipe away her tears and she let out another sob her eyes stayed shut.

"Rafe," she whimpered, her arms automatically reaching out to him. The bed creaked, her fingers trailing over the handcuffs that trapped her to the bed. She could smell his tears before the landed softly on her stomach, his hand sliding down to caress her cheek. Why wasn't he answering? This was his hand, what was going on. Her eyes finally opened, and Rafe's face came swimming into view. Slowly she watched him undo the cuffs, helping her wrists down from the cramped position they were in. She curled around him, her head nuzzled in against his stomach.

Up, she was being picked up, but where were they going? She didn't dare ask she didn't want to have this dream end. That's all it could be, a dream. They walked down the stairs, past a grim Rudy, and out the door. Goosebumps formed on her bare skin, the cold air brushing over her like the hand of God. Her lips met his, a soft kiss that left a smear of blood on his bottom lip. His tongue came out to wipe it away, her mouth reaching out to taste him as he put her down on the soft leather seats of Rudy's jeep.

She looked like a lost puppy as he slipped her in, and it made closing the door all that much harder. Rafe took a deep breath, holding it before slowly letting it out to walk around the front of the car. He slipped in, turned the car on, and drove out of the driveway in a cloud of dust and screeching tires. What would they do now? Jason would eventually come to find them. Should they go overseas? Rafe let the questions come and go, pondering his temporary solution of finding a cheap motel with the money that he had been saving and some that Rudy had loaned him.

The sign was blinking, one letter permanently missing from the name. The Ritz, the best he could do at the moment. He left Melonie in the car, walking in to buy a key to the room, and flashing an id that the manager photocopied and gave back. Sighing he went to Melonie's side door, and opened it. He smiled as she turned in her seat, stepping onto the hard gravel on her bruised feet. One step, two steps, another and she was falling. He caught her, swooping her up to receive a soft laugh and another kiss. It was magic yet again, her very presence lifting his spirits up as he walked them to room number 3.

What did HE do to her, she's still hasn't said a word. Rafe was worried. Running Melonie a bath and gently helping her into the tub he washed her back, running the soapy cloth over her scrapped legs. He let her wash the rest, sitting back against the toilet to smoke a cigarette. The smoke curled, reaching up to the brush the ceiling as he watched her wash her hair. He realized, he himself had not spoken to her, and pondered what to say. Should he reassure her? Tell her everything would be all right? That wouldn't do now would it, he knew how much she hated when he lied to her. His head dropped down against his hands, his fingers massaging his temples.

"Rafe, we can't stay here long." her voice was a soft whisper, but his head jerked up a small smile on his lips.

"I know Melonie, this is only temporary I swear." he went to the edge of the tub as she washed her hair free of the shampoo. Her eyes met his, a small smile also on her lips. It looked so fake, like it would crack at any moment. His did, to his disappointment, and he grabbed her pulling her into a hug. She stiffened, grabbing his shirt before letting herself relax. Her nose pressed into his neck, her wet hair brushing his cheek. They stayed like this, in a wet embrace before he let her go, her head still cradled in his hands.

A/N: Yeah so, look at the loving moment. AWWWWWW! What's going to happen with the two love birds, well comment and tell me if you really wanna know, and we'll see where it goes. I'm glad I wrote this even if it did take three days. It's not a lot, but now I'm in a writing mood again. Have fun, may the gods be with you all..

Melody