Mark and Abby decided to drive on to West Virginia that night instead of leaving the next morning. They agreed to take turns driving. Mark took the first shift driving and told Abby to get some sleep. She couldn't sleep however. Seeing the crime scene the day before and the shit John had tried to pull had left her wired.

Mark glanced over and seen she was wide awake.

Abby caught him watching her. She was really grateful to him that he had stood up for her. She felt bad about kneeing him this morning.

"Abby?" Mark said.

"Yea." Abby said.

"I want to apologize for this morning, I was just being a typical male, and I read yer signals wrong, I'm sorry." Mark said.

Abby was really shocked; she hadn't expected that in a million years.

"It's okay. Maybe I was sending out the wrong signals…it's just…." She trailed off.

"Just what…" Mark asked.

"Well I never…. Well…Been …" She trailed off turning red in embarrassment.

"Never been what Abby?" Mark asked confused.

"I uhh….I never had sex or even kissed a guy before. I guess that's why you said I was such a rotten kisser." Abby said looking down in embarrassment.

Mark felt like a total ass. He had probably scared her to death this morning. Not to mention when he had kissed her and then told her she didn't know how to kiss a man, he probably made her feel like shit.

Abby felt so embarrassed. He wasn't saying anything. He must think she was a loser.

"Abby I'm sorry, I didn't know or I would never had jumped you like I did this morning, I scared ya didn't I?" Mark asked.

"Yea." Abby admitted.

"Abby I won't ever do that again, I promise. We can at least try to get along huh?" Mark asked.

Some how that didn't comfort Abby. She wanted Mark to kiss her again. Hell she could forget about that now, someone like Mark didn't want an inexperienced virgin, he just made that clear.

"Okay." She said.

"Good now why don't ya try to get a little sleep." Mark said.

Mark watched as she laid the seat back and closed her eyes. He felt like a heel, hell he had practically attacked her this morning. He sighed. He wouldn't let that happen again. Mark drove on never even noticing the car following them.

Abby woke up and sat up and stretched.

"Pull over and I'll drive the rest of the way." Abby said.

"I can drive go on back to sleep." Mark said.

"Listen Tarzan, I am not Jane here, I can drive the car, you don't have to prove what a macho man you are by driving the whole way, now pull over." Abby said.

"Ya know Abby I have the overwhelming desire to duct tape yer mouth shut." Mark said pulling off the road.

"Yea I'd like to see you try." Abby snapped.

"Lord help me." Mark muttered to himself.

Abby got out of the car and went around to the driver's side. Mark opened the door and got out.

That when Abby saw the high beams of a car suddenly turn on, and the car speeded up. Abby pulled her gun and pushed Mark to the ground covering him. Abby heard shots ring out as the car got near them; she pointed her Glock and fired repeatedly at the car as it sped past. Mark at first didn't know what the hell was going on when Abby had knocked him to the ground covering him with her self. But he heard shots ring out.

Abby wasn't sure if she actually hit anything or not, it had been to dark and the car was going to fast. She laid there on Mark for a minute her breathing heavy adrenaline pumping hard to her brain. Finally she pushed off of Mark and sat back.

"Are you all right?" Abby asked.

"I think so." Mark said sitting up.

Abby bent closer to him checking him out to make sure he hadn't been hit.

"I'm fine, but your not." Mark said gently grabbing her arm to take a closer look.

Abby gasped in pain. She looked down and blood covered her shoulder.

"You were hit." Mark said.

Abby was calm she had been shot before. She pulled back from Mark and took her shirt off.

Mark flinched as he watched her feel around the bloody wound.

"It's a flesh wound, no bullet." Abby said relieved.

Mark stood up.

"Well you're still bleeding like hell and it looks like it needs stitches." Mark said.

Abby grabbed the bandana out of his pocket and tied it around the wound. She pulled her shirt back on.

"It will be fine; I'll clean it up when we get to the hotel." Abby said.  

"Get your happy ass in the car, I'm taking you to the emergency room and have that looked at." Mark snapped.

"I don't need no doctor Mark, I can take care of this myself!" Abby said getting irritated with his bossy manor.

Mark grabbed her and dragged her to the passenger side and set her in the car. He bent down to look in her eyes as she struggled against him cussing.

"Shut up!" Mark bellowed at her.

Abby closed her mouth.

"I'm taking you to the emergency room. Now if ya don't sit there and be still I'm going to get some rope out the back of this car and hog tie you ass and carry ya in the emergency room like that, if ya don't believe me just try me." Mark said in a deadly calm voice.

"All that struggling is making it bleed worse, just sit still till we get there." Mark said.

Abby looked down to see the bleeding was worse.

Mark got up and shut the door and got in on the driver's side.

"You're a bossy egotistical male chauvinist."  Abby snapped at him as he started the car.

"Yea I know." Mark said.