I was originally going to wait until next weekend to post this chapter up, but I was kind of bored. With that big snow storm, I had a five day weekend and had nothing to do except finish this story, so next week I'll post the last two chapters. And if you have any questions at all regarding this story, I'll answer them on the last chapter so you can review them to me or pm them to me if you want.

Please enjoy!

Zack said he had heard a noise outside and then ran out to go see what was going on. I heard him lock both his bedroom door and the front door to the house, thus locking me inside all by myself.

I just sat all alone on the bed when I heard the door downstairs fall to the ground and then heavy steps coming upstairs and then kicking down the bedroom door.

I looked up, expecting Zack to be mad at me for telling Logan to find Seth for me. I guess I shouldn't have trusted him. Regardless of his feelings, he is still a part of the pack and thus must feel some sort of loyalty.

My eyes widened when I saw Seth standing there looking golden, like a knight. His body radiated light and when I started to cry, the watery tears blurred the light and made him seem all the more colorful. That's when I told him that I love him and that I'd marry him.

Seth picked me up and ran all the way home and even reminded me of my birthday which I had foolishly forgotten. Seriously, this guy knows me so well. Why did I ever doubt loving him?

"Grab a trash bag and only put things you really need into it," Seth said as he opened the door to our house and set me down on the floor. I ran into the kitchen and opened up the pantry where I grabbed a black trash bag and then dashed into our bedroom.

I managed to fit all my clothes in the bag and the photo album we have and the rose that Seth had given me on our first and only date. It was dried up and some of the petals fell off, but it was still sentimental in a way.

Seth just shoved all his clothes into his bag and grabbed the gun he kept in the closet that he thought I didn't know about. Would Zack really be killed by a handgun? Don't you need silver bullets to kill a werewolf?

Seth ran over to me and grabbed my bag. "Let's go!" he called out as he ran outside to the car.

I followed behind and then jumped in the passenger seat. I don't know where we're going, but as long as I'm with Seth, I really don't care…and as long as we don't go to Mexico. I hate chorizo.

Seth started the car and then sped off down the street and soon got on the highway.

"Where are we going?" I asked.

Seth looked really panicked and was sort of pale. I put my hand on his shoulder and he jumped a little bit. He glanced at me and then shyly smiled.

"Anywhere you want," he answered.

"Really?"

Seth nodded. "Anywhere in the world. Just name it and I'll take you there, right now…as long as it's in North America."

I frowned. "Dang, I really wanted to go to Paris."

Seth looked at me with a guilty expression. "I'm sorry Sweetie. I just don't have the funds to take you to France." He was silent for a bit and then perked up. "Well, I may not be able to take you to Paris, France, but I can take you to Paris, Texas."

"Doesn't Texas have cowboys and ranches everywhere?" I asked.

Seth laughed. "No, that's just a stereotype. Your mom lived in El Paso and she said the only cowboy she ever saw was at a Wal-Mart."

I smiled back. That was kind of funny. "Sure, let's go to Paris, Texas."

Seth smiled and kept on driving.

The entire drive took two days. We'd pass the time playing "I Spy" or just telling random stories. It was actually really fun and I wished I would've said Florida. The city at the very end of Florida that way I could have prolonged the trip with Seth. On the first night, we checked into a cheap motel and Seth made some calls and managed to rent us a small house that was in a secluded area near Paris, Texas. This time it was two-story! I've always wanted to live in a two-story house. I almost did with Zack, but that crap-shack was never going to be the place I'd call home. I figured out that with Seth is my home. We went to McDonald's on our drive here, and I got tired. Before it even registered in my mind, I told Seth I wanted to go home. At first he was confused but once I explained, a huge gin appeared on his face and he drove us back to the motel.

At both stops and both motels, we got a one-bed room. I didn't mind sleeping in Seth's arms anymore. I found myself missing it at Zack's house. Seth would sleep bare-chested and he swore to me that he'd never try to make love to me unless I gave the okay. I know he was expecting me to give the green light when he said that, but I just wasn't ready. He was a little disappointed, but he didn't push at all.

It's dark now and we just entered the Texas border and are about a few minutes away from Paris. Me and Seth had been talking bout our life together and what it would be like.

"I figure I'll get a job and just spoil the shit out of you and then I'll retire and we'll go to an old folk's home together," Seth said.

I shook my head. "No, I at least want a part-time job or something. And there's no way I'm going to a home. You're taking car of me until I die."

Seth nodded. "It's a deal."

We were then silent for a while and then I needed to say something that was in the back of my mind for a while.

"Hey Seth?"

"What is it Baby?"

I bit my lip. "I want my tubes tied," I muttered.

"Huh?" Seth asked as he looked at me with a sad face.

"I want to get my fallopian tubes tied so that I can't have babies."

"You don't want to have my baby?"

I silently shook my head.

Seth sighed. "Can you at least tell me why before I agree to this?"

"I think you know," I said. Of course I was referring to Seth's little problem with kids.

He understood and just nodded his head. "Okay,' he breathed. "We can do that. No babies for us."

I chuckled. "At least I won't get fat."

"And I don't have to share your attention," Seth laughed, putting an arm around my shoulders.

I nodded and leaned into his warm body.

Our new/temporary house was at the end of a road that only had four houses on each side. It was a thin two-story painted white with blue trimming. There was a garage that was empty except for an axe and some Windex. Inside it was very plain. White carpet, two bathrooms (upstairs and down), a kitchen, and one bedroom.

We walked inside, Seth carrying the bags, and went upstairs. "I guess we're gonna just have to sleep on the floor for tonight," Seth said.

I nodded. "I'm going to take a shower." I went through the bags of clothes until I found my pajamas and some of the soap and shampoo I stole from the motel. I just took an extra shirt with me to use as a towel. I then walked into the bathroom and set my clothes and "towel" on the sink. I turned to close the door when Seth forced it open.

"What's wrong?" I asked him. His face was all pale and he was breathing hard.

"Just let me check here," he grumbled. He walked over to the tub and flung the shower curtain away. He glanced all in it and opened up the cabinets and drawers underneath the sink.

"I don't think anyone would hide there-"

"Just let me sit in the doorway!" Seth interrupted me.

"What?"

"While you take your shower, let me sit in the doorway. That way, I can protect you and no one will take you from me again." Seth now was holding my arms.

I nodded. "Fine."

He breathed a sigh of relief. "Thank you!" He kissed my forehead, and as said, he sat right in the doorway, his back to me.

I started the water. I put it all the way on hot so that it could warm up a little bit. I took off my clothes and turned the cold water on a little and jumped in the shower.

"This is actually I pretty nice place for the price I paid and the short notice buy," Seth said, trying to make small talk and distract me from his little moment.

"Yeah," I said, wetting my hair. Then wanting to continue talking, I said, "You want to know what I noticed?"

"Yes."

"We did anything special for my birthday."

Seth was quiet.

"I mean, when it's my birthday, you usually make the whole day a party. Making me breakfast in bed, taking me out to restaurants, to the beach. It's okay though, I know we were too occupied with escaping Zack."

"I'm sorry," Seth said, his voice heavy.

"No! No!" I quickly said, putting shampoo in my hair, "I was just saying something. I know you were too busy so it's okay. Besides, we have all the time in the world now."

Seth gave a light chuckle. "Yeah, we do."

I rinsed the shampoo out of my hair and began to rub the soap on my torso.

"So Lola."

"Yes?"

"What are your plans for tomorrow night?"

I giggled. "Well, I was going to watch TV. Why?"

"Just wanted to know if you'd let me take you out to dinner and a movie?"

"I'd love to."

"Great, I'll pick you up at eight," Seth chuckled.

I finished with my shower and turned the water off. I grabbed my towel off the sink and began to dry myself off in the tub. I wrapped the towel around my waist. I put on my pajama pants. I stepped out of the tub to reach my pajama shirt when Seth turned around.

He growled and ran at me, taking my arms in his hands. "Did he do this to you?" he screamed.

I looked at him, confused. Then I realized that he was talking about the bite mark Zack had given me.

I nodded, my bottom lip quivering. I quickly put my shirt on.

Seth just sank to the floor on his knees and made a painful noise. His depressed eyes were locked on my shoulder where my scars were. He stretched out his hand to touch me, but put it down at the last minute.

"You didn't know where I was," I said, "so there was no way of preventing it." I figured I would attempt to make him feel better. I knew that deep down he was beating himself up for not protecting me.

"No," Seth shook his head. "It's my duty to protect you. I'm so sorry." He began sobbing again. He wrapped his bulky arms around my waist and pulled me closer to him. I patted his back as he cried into my stomach.

"It's alright Seth," I whispered.

"I-I know it's p-probably a b-bad idea...but c-could-" Seth tried his best to speak while crying, but it was hard to decipher his words. "...t-tell me what happened?"

"I don't understand."

"C-can you t-tell m-me what Za-Z- he did to you?"

"No," I said, shaking my head.

Seth raised his head, letting me look into his puffy eyes. "P-please!" he begged. "I can't t-take n-not knowing. It's k-k-killing me!"

"Well," I began. "He, uh, laid me down on the bed so he could do stuff-"

"Do what?"

"Have... sex. I said 'no,' but he wanted to, so he did."

"He raped you?"

"Yea."

"Go on."

"He was just raping me and then he phased into his wolf form and had the animal fuck me." I now started to cry. "It was awful Seth! He looked like a monster and his teeth were yellow and jagged and his eyes were red. And his fur was matted and gross. I was so scared!"

Seth nodded. He stood up and swung me over his shoulder. He carried me into our bedroom and set me down on the makeshift bed. He had made it out of the many clothes he and I brought, and it was actually quite comfy. He then exited the room and I could hear him checking around the house and locking the doors and windows. The house had an alarm on it, so that if someone, or something, tried to break in, an ear-splitting alarm would go off. Unfortunately, our alarm didn't contact the police. That was on us.

After about two minutes, Seth came back into the room and closed and locked the door. He walked over to the window and locked it was well. He even checked in the closet.

"What if I have to pee in the middle of the night?" I teased.

"I'll have to escort you there," Seth answered, seriously.

I nodded and got under the covers. Seth turned off the light, making it pitch black in the room. He walked over to the bed and stopped abruptly. "Is it alright if I sleep in my boxers?" he asked.

"Yea."

"Alright, just wanted to check with you." He then got into the bed.

I turned and laid on my side. It felt so nice to lay down. I closed my eyes and began to slowly drift off.

"Okay, I'm sorry, but this is making me paranoid," I heard Seth say. He grabbed my arm and dragged me closer to him and put my head on his chest. He then wrapped his arms around me. I know that the all the asking me if he could sleep in barely any clothes and if he could hold me was only brought on by me telling him about my rape. And he was just checking everywhere because he wanted to make sure there was no sign of Zack at all here. Seth just wanted me to be as comfortable as I could.

I closed my eyes and fell asleep within seconds.