I don't own the characters or the show

I don't own the characters or the show.

Chapter: 5

"That's not the point!" She said while laughing.

"I think it is." Carey walked back to the bed, leaned down and kissed her again. It had become second nature almost, no longer did he wonder if he was making a mistake.

"Now how do you recommend I get out of here without being seen?"

"Out the front door quietly. You'll have to hurry, they get up at 7:00, Jack's usually up a bit earlier than that."

"But it's Saturday, don't they sleep in?"

"Not that often."

"What about my parents?" Molly thought about that for moment, she was at a loss.

"Lie. Lie like you never lied before." Well it would work.

"I can I handle that." Carey found his cloths halfway under the bed and started to put them on.

"I'll see you at 9 right?"

"I thought rehearsal started at 11?"

"Who said anything about rehearsal?" Carey laughed out loud, he was scared it might have been too loud but it was too late to take it back.

"9 works well for me. Bye." He went out the bedroom and down the stairs quietly as possible. Than he saw him, Jack was sitting on the couch watching the Road Runner. Oh shit! Carey nearly panicked, he certainly couldn't use the front door now, and the back door would be risking as well. So he just stood there like an idiot on the staircase knowing full well Jack get up at any moment, or that Annie's bedroom door could open. He felt trapped, come on Carey think! There has to be a way out of this! Than just as quietly as he walked down the steps he began to walk back up. And went right into the master bedroom. Molly was no longer lying in bed, but there was water running from the bathroom.

Carey collapsed on the bed and covered his face with a pillow and let out a scream. He now understood what one feels as the gun is pointed to their head knowing any moment their going to die. The door leading to the bath area opened and Molly's hair dripping wet from the shower appeared. Of course she screamed at the unexpected sight of seeing Carey there.

"Ssshh Molly please!"

"I'm sorry Carey." She said while trying to catch her breath.

"Jack's up." At the moment Molly felt the gun being pressed next to her temple as well.

"Looks like you have a problem."

"I think we share this problem equally. Now how do you recommend I get out of here?" Molly just shrugged her shoulders. They just stood there looking at each other trying to come up with a easy solution. Than there was a knock on the door.

"It's Annie can I come in?" Carey made a mad dash for the bathroom just as the door opened.