Chapter: what is it now? 7 I think?

Marissa and Ryan sat in a fancy restaurant waiting for their food to arrive.

"why don't you like steak?"

"I do but I wanted the lobster."

"Why didn't you buy both?" Ryan asked staring into her eyes. Their eyes were locked into a never-ending bond. Marissa finally looked away.

"Because it costs to much for both and I could never finish it." Marissa said as if it was the simplest idea in the world.

"But I'm paying."

"Not this time. You paid for the hotel and all the other times we ate out. This time I'm paying the check."

"We'll see about that" Ryan said grinning.

"You won't win this one."

"No?" Ryan teased with mock innocence.

"Oh that reminds me I have to call my sister. I haven't called her since I left. She must be worried."

"Yeah. You should call her now." Ryan suggested

"We haven't even ate yet. Are you crazy?"

"I forgot about that. I was just trying to think of a way for you to leave and for me to pay the bill."

"Ha! That's not going to happen."

"Hi Cate. It's me." Marissa said talking into the phone.

"Marissa! Oh my god. We were so worried about you. I tried to call your house and nobody answered for 3 days straight. Where are you?" Her sister screamed into the phone.

"Don't worry Cate. I'm fine. I'm out of state for a little bit. I can't tell anyone where I am."

"Why not"

"Because I just can't. I can't tell anymore. Okay?"

"Yeah. Just tell me that your safe."

"I'm safe. I'm with a friend."

"Who? Maria? Brittany? Nicole?"

"No. It's not any of them."

"Which girlfriend of yours did you bring?" Caitlin asked impatiently on the other line.

"Well, it's not exactly a girl."

"Your staying with a guy!"

"I just told you that."

"Do I know him?"

"No. His name is Ryan. He's been helping me deal with stuff."

"What stuff? Are you pregnant? Are you dying? Money problems?"

"No not like anything of that. Just trust me Okay?"

"okay. Can I at least have your phone number?"

Marissa looked over at Ryan who was lying on the bed and intently listening to her.

"Hey Atwood. Can I tell her our phone number?"

"Not right now. To dangerous."

"Sorry Cat. Not yet."

"Okay then call me every day."

"will do. Bye."

"Just one more thing. Do you like this guy?"

She whispered "maybe" into the phone and hung up.

"Hello?" Caitlin asked into the phone.

"Yes. Is this Caitlin Roman?"

"Yes. How may I help you?"

"I was wondering if you had Marissa's number handy?"

"Hold on a minute. Who is this calling?"

"An old friend of hers, she's just dying to meet." The man on the line said and he was actually meaning it. The death part at least.

"And your name is?"

"The guy who calls her on the phone everyday."

"Okay. Her number is 274 234 8533. But if your the guy who calls her on the phone everyday, don't you already know her number?"

"I mean the one she is at right now in Arizona."

"Arizona?"

"Yes you heard that correctly."

"I'm sorry. I don't know the number."

"Thanks for your time"

Peters had to come back to work on an emergency call. The serial killer, David Breath and struck again. Even though they had took Miss Foster to Mississippi, the jerk found her and murdered both the undercover cop and the woman. Now he had to get Miss Cooper and Mrs. Andersen out of their previous location and move them some more.

Mike Peters had tried to contact Ryan but the receptionist said that she wasn't allowed to transfer calls to the Atwood room. He tried to persuade her but with no avail.

He had to contact him somehow.............................

Good Morning sir" That elderly woman greeted.

Ryan and Marissa had meet and enjoyed the company of Mrs. Treasure O'Donnell.

"So what are you two children doing today?"

"We thought it might be nice to catch a movie. Would you like to join us?" Marissa asked the kind woman.

"What movie are you to going to see?"

"Texas Chainsaw Massacre"

"That's a nice invitation but I have to decline."

"Okay."

"Hey Ryan we have to get ready. It starts in 30 minutes."

"Okay. It's nice to see you again Treasure."

"You too"

Marissa practically dragged him into the room.

"We're not seriously going to see The Texas Chainsaw Massacre are we?"

"Why not?"

"It looks good but there's supposed to be a lot of graphic things."

"You don't think you can handle it"

"No I mean blood. I can't handle that."
"How about this. We go to the movie and I'll block out all the scary things."

"How are you going to do that?"

"Wait and See Miss Cooper."

Just when the man with the chainsaw is coming after them, Marissa screams.

Aren't you supposed to distract me from this?"

"Oh yeah."

Ryan reaches over and gives a little peck to her lips and then puts his hands over her eyes.

"Better now?"

"So much. Ryan, is the movie scary to you at all?"

"It's very suspenseful."

"That's all you say to that!!!"

"Hey be quiet up there!" A man yelled.

"Hey, How about we leave and go get some dinner."

"Sure"

After they got home they were stuffed. Right when they came in the door the phone rang.

"I thought I told the receptionists to hold all the calls?"

"Hello." Ryan asked into the phone.

It was silent for a moment and then a male voice came.

"May I talk to Marissa please?"

"Who is this?" Ryan barked into the phone

"I need to talk to Marissa."

"Not until you tell me who it is"

"Let's just say we're old friends"

"Not until I have a name Buddy."

Marissa was listening in on the phone to. Ryan looked over to see if Marissa thought it was the guy.

She nodded.

"Do you what to talk to him" Ryan whispered.

She nodded again.

"Here she is."
Ryan was listening in on the phone while the two of them talked.

"Hello Marissa. I thought I told you not to run."

"How did you find me?"

"It is unfair to dispense information such as this."

"I don't give a damn."

"Since you played that little trick on me. You're going to die tomorrow." The line went dead.

Marissa looked over to Ryan with an ghostly face. He knew she was scared, scare to death of death.

"We're leaving. I don't care the hell where. But we're leaving."

"No! Just let me die. I caused to much trouble already."

"Mar, listen to me. Your not going to die. I'm going to be there for you."

"Ryan go back to Texas. Let me die." she tearfully said.

"Why would I do that?"

"Because I don't deserve to live. That's why the guy is tracking me down. I simply don't deserve to."

"Get your bags packed. We're going to Wisconsin."

"NO!"

". I have to tell you the truth. But you can't tell anyone. And you're going to be real pissed at me."

"What is it?"

"I'm not who you think I am. I'm an undercover cop from New York. There's an serial killer after you. David Breath to be exact. There's 2 other woman who's he's tracking down right now. They're in other locations to. I'm so sorry Marissa."

To be continued......