A/N Crappy chapter, but I had to update. Im working on chapter eight and it should be up by the end of the weekend.

There was no baseball bat. They were by a lake, but Morgan was still in the car. Graham looked at Morgan. He had seen the alien. He was staying perfectly still. He wasn't sure if it had seen him yet. The alien shifted its head.

Morgan could have smacked himself. Why hadn't he asked his dad to stay in a hotel last night? Of course there were still aliens around. Some had come back to pick up the wounded. Just because they were beside a lake didn't mean the aliens couldn't hide in the forest.

Merrill was panicing. There was no baseball bat. There were no water glasses. They were beside a lake, but what good would that do, with Morgan stuck in the car, and Bo practicly passed out? Think! He told himself. What would Graham do?

Graham didn't move a muscle. He couldn't move. Please, he prayed silently. Please, make it go away. Don't let it hurt Morgan. Make it go away. He shifted his eyes to Bo. She was staring at him, not blinking. She knew what was behind her.

"Merrill," Graham said queitly. "Run." Merrill looked at him.

What in the hell was Graham talking about? If he ran the alien would chase after him.Oh.

"On the count of three. One.two." Merrill took off. He saw the alien look at him. Exactly the way it had when he grabbed the bat. He ran, as hard as he could, toward the lake. But he made it look like he was about to turn. The alien, after about a seconds hesatation, ran after him. Actually, it couldn't even be described as a run. In two steps, in one second, it had covered the distance between the car and the small shed. Merrill ran faster. He could feel it bearing down on him. He ran into the lake, kept running untill he fell over. He realized later what a mistake it had been.

The alien had seen it coming and stopped, and then started running back to the car. Fortunatly, Graham had already gotten Bo and himself into the car and had started the car. He started speeding down the drivway, even though he doubted that the alien could get in the car when it was locked and moving. He was right, and after about thirty seconds, it stopped chasing them. He kept speeding, untill they got on the main road. He looked at the back seat, and saw Morgan and Bo both shaking.

"Morgan? Bo? It's going to be ok. Were going to go to a hospital. Don't worry," He blabbered. He could tell he wasn't convincing.

"What about unc-c-cle Merrill?" Morgan asked, his teeth chattering.

"He'll be fine. I'll go back and pick him up after we get to the hospital," Even as he said it, Graham could feel his stomach twisting in guilt. Some brother he was. Leaving his little brother in the lake with an alien in the forest, maybe more. He felt tears clouding his vision, and he wipd them away hurridly, and they coninued in silence to the hospital.
Merrill swam out as far as he could into the lake. He could see the alien come back into veiw as he looked behind him. He knew it probably wasn't the smartest idea in the world to swim to the other side, but at the moment, that seemed to be the best option. He spotted the ancored dock that someone has secured to the bottem of the lake and pulled himself onto it. He lay flat on his back and tried to catch his breath. Eventually, he sat up and looked towards the shore to see if the alien was still there. It wasn't, and he gave a sigh of relief, even though he knew it was probably still around the cottage, waiting for someone to come back.
A/N like I said, crappy chapter. I think maybe I went a bit too far with Merrill running, but it was the only way I could see them getting out of the situation. Chapter 8 soon.