ch. 2: Met Hunting
Disclaimer: Still don't own anybody from Dreamcatcher except my fiction people.(urrr Could)
Summary: Allrighty some new things happen(nothing like the movie) and thank god I don't feel
the need to kill off Beaver(urr yummy, Beaver) anywho R.R please*giggling*.
Beaver sat quietly waching his breath. It had been almost a year since Jonsey's accident, that
almost cost him his life, but thank god it diddn't.
Beaver began to get paranoid since it was all quiet and stuff, wich always made him feel unsafe.
The best thing to do when he felt this way was to chew on a toothpick as he did ever since he was
6, hints the nickname. Hunting was his get away, but he always ended up with that feeling, so lately
he had made a habbit of hunting with Jonsey or Pete. Not that Henry wasn't good company its just that
he was always a loner when it came to hunting, Beaver admired Henry for that.

When Beaver got to the stand a chuckle escaped his chaped lips as there was no one there except a novel
with dancing devils on the cover, oviously one of Jonsey's novels he always reads. He must be back at
Hole in the Wall, he thought. Beaver slowly made his way there, gazzing around at his dad's old land
he owned before he died.
"Hello...oh hey man, this yours?"
"Hey, ya thanks!"
"Well I was gonna ge...oh who is this?" Beaver asked pointing to a young woman and a rather plump man
in a orange hunting outfit, with a smile.
"Oh... this is Rick Macarther and Sarah Fiennes."
"K, nice to meet you. Are you guys ok?" Beaver asked giving his best smile or what he could muster
through chattering teeth.
Sarah couldn't help but stare at him. He was really happy and not at all creeped out by strangers in
his cabin.
"Ah....yeah. Your not um....never mind, yeah we'er ok.""Good to hear, so...what brought you here?"
"I found Rick wondering and he told me where she was. They got lost on there way from a hunting hike
or something." Jonsey eplained with a sigh.
"Yeah, what he said." Rick piped up.
"So it turned out to be a huge bitch, huh?"
"Yeah, exactly that. You know thank god you were out hunting and found us, or I think we would have
been shit out of luck, you know what I mean?" Sarah said raising an eyebrow.
"Ha ha, yeah! All to well." Beaver in return raised his own in a knowing way.
Sarah just smiled, glad that someone was here she hang out with. "Hey you think Pete and Henry will
be back from Gosslin's market any time soon?" Beaver asked turning towards Jonsey.
"Yeah they better or in a minute their gonna be in a huge mess of fucking snow." Jonsey said pointing
to the front window.
"Well holly shit, would ya look at that. Its snowing like a son of a bitch. Well might wanna take a
load off and stay a while cause looks like your gonna have to." Beaver shruged and smiled.
"Thats not gonna bother you is it?" Sarah glanced at Beaver with an unsure look.
"No....no! Not at all." He replied.
"Yeah I bet." Sarah mumbled under her breath, the thought dawning on her that she knew nothing of these
guy's and that there were more coming.
She usually wouldn't mind having to stay with three guy's, but she found herself nervous all the sudden, not
so much around Jonsey or exspecially Rick but this Beaver made her feel all ditsy or brainless, but Sarah
imediately chided herself foe being so childish.
"So you guy's hungry or anything? I know you have to be and don't worry Jonsey makes a monster grilled
cheese." Beaver cheerfuly stated.
"Why me, you can cook too." Jonsey frowned cause tell you the truth he couldn't cook worth a shit.
Beaver gave Jonsey a *pwez* look with big puppy dog eyes.
"Fine! Sure, I don't mind cause I diddn't have anything I, Jonsey wanted to do." He said those last words
with an accusing glance at Beaver.
They couldn't help but burst out laughing at the look of total amusement on Beaver's face and managed to gasp
out "Yeah! Why not." Before sitting on the couch in the middle of the large room.
The rest of the night they spent talking and listening to Beaver laugh and joke when suddenly a loud
grusome shattering sound came from outside.
Sarah gasped at the loud sound and she became fearful. Beaver slowly crept to the window and spotted
Pete and Henry outside it, getting out of the car.
"Damnit!" Beaver growled as he went outside to confront the two.
"Hey Beav, you been behaving?" Pete teased at him.
"Yeah, but what the hell was that all about?" Beaver growled.
"Huh....oh! Nothin, the scout had a tantrum, you get scared or something?"
"Nooo...why?"
"Just asking, I mean you came out all guurrr." Pete said defenceively,
"Well, sorry but we got company and they were scared by your *little enterence*."
"Oh.. really!" Pete said thoughtfully as if he had turned into an evil-villan with a naughty plan.
A.N: Awe *bats eyelids* I am so enjoying reading ur sweet reviews. Be careful, might fall in love w/ya *lol*
anywho..........
I am really glad ur enjoying the fic, and will continue, thanks.

Oh, Sarah(doddle bee) hope ur not having a heartattack *lol* u know i wuv ya, thats why i decided not to
completely torture you. he he he he he