Just so everybody knows I kinda screwed up these last 2 chapters when I posted them originally so ya m ight wanna back read so ya don't get lost…sorry for the screw up guys!
John walks in dressed in his white and red suit and puts on his white cowboy hat. "Ready Willow?" he asks. "John I'm sorry I hate to but I may have to sit this one out, I feel sick." He lays his palm against her forehead and she feels like she has a fever. "Will you be ok by yourself? I can cancel you know and take care of you." "No that's fine John I'll be ok. I don't want to make you miss your dinner." "I hate to leave you…" "Go John I'll be fine." She tells him. He frowns then kisses her forehead. "I'll call you to check up before I leave the restaurant see if you need anything." "Ok baby thanks." She says. "Take it easy, watch some tv and take some Tylenol or something." He tells her. "Ok I will John."
She watches him walk out, waits a few minutes then jumps up. She punches in the numbers on her cell phone. It rings a few times and a familiar stony voice answers. "I'm free for a while. Want to come get me?" he responds yes.
"Where to?" he asks as she climbs on the back of his bike behind him once again. "We're in Houston, I'll let you pick." "I know just the place." He says. She wraps her arms around him tight and feels the warmth radiating from him as they ride for a few minutes out to a dirt road. "Hold on tight this road is rough." He warns her before turning down it. "I'll be ok."
"Know where we are?" he asks rolling the bike to a stop. She looks around, the landscape has changed but she knows exactly where she is. "This is where you used to live." "Yes it is." He says. "I wanted to stop here for a few but I don't want to stay." "Ok." She says. He takes a flashlight from the saddle bags of his bike and her hand, leading her into the woods. "How did you get free from John this time anyway?" he asks. "Put a hot washcloth on your forehead for awhile, it'll make any fool think you have a fever. That and he's wrapped around my little finger." She laughs. "Your slick Helena Maria I'll give you that much."
"Oh I've missed this place." She laughs when they come to the Stonehenge set back into the woods. "Seems so much smaller now." She laughs. He points the flashlight beam at a tree nearby, showing her the initials carved inside a heart on the bark. "I didn't know about that until you told me." She says. "I carved it the day they were going to take me away." He says, his expression somber. "Mark, why did they take you away?" she asks. "It's too painful to tell you right now Maria…I'll tell you someday but it's just built up more again and it still hurts." "I'm here for you no matter what." She says. "I know." He says leading her back to the bike.
He drives them to the side of a river and throws his coat down on the ground. "Getting shy or what?" he says patting the place on his coat beside where he sat. "It's a big coat we can share it." She sits beside him and gazes at the full moon over the water. He lets out a werewolf howl and she laughs. "Oh so you're a wolf man now eh?" "Hell yes." He laughs. She lays her head on his shoulder and he puts his arm around her shoulders. "Like old times." He comments. "I wish I could remember them all." "I told you, we'll make you some new memories." He tells her softly.