Daniel burst into his home clutching the golden half of the collar to his chest. To hell with David he was taking his sister and getting out.

" Ann! Ann are you home!? "

" What are you yelling over? "

Daniel sighed in relief. His sister her red hair tied up in a sloppy bun with a paint brush sticking out of it came out of her room. One hand held another paint brush and the other hand held an artist pallet with different colors on it. As usual she had managed to smear paint everywhere on her person even her face.

" Get cleaned up we gotta go and we gotta go now! " Daniel slipped into his room grabbed a duffel bag and began throwing his clothes into it, Ann looked at him bewildered.

" Why? What have you done now? I swear if the cops are after you again I'm calling mom and the police I'm sick of your shit!" Ann's green eyes flashed angrily as she glared at her brother. She had tried so many times to get him off drugs to help him in a better life but every time he had failed her.

Daniel ran up to her and grabbed her arms giving her a shake " Someone one's after me! I'm dead meat if they find me and you will be too! Listen I just want to go to grandpa's cabin for a few days let things cool down!"

" The cabin?" Ann Asked brows arching " Grandpa hasn't been there in over a year it's going to need to be stocked and aired and we don't have the money for that!"

Daniel shook her again causing her to drop the pallet " Ann did you hear me?! Someone is coming to kill us we have to leave now! "

Ann Stared at him then huffed angrily. She hurried into her room and grabbed her suitcase and threw some clothes in it. She didn't share this with her brother but she fully intended to call the police as soon as they got to the cabin. Her brother would go to jail but at least he'd be safe and since she didn't hang out with him or around him she would be safe too.

She glanced at the canvas she had been painting. A red haired woman was crumpled on the ground. Splatters of red paint were splashed here and there. Ann didn't know why she painted some of the things she did but she believed she was painting things she should have had no knowledge of. Last year she had painted a tricycle and a large moving crate. At the time a young child had gone missing. Ann had called in on a pay phone and had described what she had painted.

The police had found the tricycle right where Ann had said it would be...they had also found the little girl...molested but still alive. The kidnapper had killed himself before he could be arrested.

The canvas drew her and almost against her will one paint smeared finger quickly drew out what looked like a four leaf clover and a rainbow.

" Ann come on! Now!"

Ann jumped then cursed softly. She wiped her hand across the picture smearing the red pain everywhere and hurriedly grabbed her case. On the way out to the car she grabbed some wipes to wash the paint off. Daniel was already in there impatiently waiting.

" Here hold this." Daniel dropped something heavy wrapped in cloth into her lap and then with a squeal of tires backed out of the drive way and took off. Ann unwrapped it and gasped slightly. It was a peice of metal which looked like Gold. Celtic symbols wound around it and it had places for pins and a loop at one end. Whatever it was it was missing pieces.

Holding it Ann felt a horrible fear go through her body and she was convinced her brother had just put her life in danger.

' Damn him.' She thought wrapping the piece back up. She prayed he would stop soon and get rid of it.

" Where are we going? This isn't the right way!" Ann said glancing around.

" Going to see if Brian and Kat want to come with us." Daniel said. " I'm just gonna swing by their apartment then we're gone! "