Disclaimer: I do not own any characters including: Bobby Manning, Jack Hudson, Myles Leland the third, Lucy Dotson, Tara Williams, Ted Garrett, Sue Thomas, Howie, or any other characters that were created by anyone other than me. IfI have missed any at all it was an error on my part, I am not trying to take credit for any character that was not created by me. If any character is similar to others it is a mere coincidence and not intentional.

A/N: It gets a little gory near the end, so I'm warning you. It's not that descriptive because off the fact that I don't like blood that much.

Chapter Two

Bobby walked out of the bathroom after finishing showering in only his pants, forgetting that he and Tara were sharing a room. She was on her knees searching through her luggage, her hair falling over her face. "Is there anything I can help you with?" He asked.

Tara froze when she saw him, Whoa. She shook her head when her heart finally continued to pump blood to her brain. "Uh, no, I just think I forgot my dress that I was going to wear tonight." She sat on her heels and slumped her shoulders, thinking. Bobby walked past her to the closet Bobby had offered her. Tara breathed in the scent of his aftershave and she sighed lightly.

"What did it look like?" He asked.

"Uh, it's knee length, flares at the knees, it has a halter neck line, um, it's pink with a thin white strip near the bottom." She tried to describe it the best she could.

Bobby peered into the closet, Tara stared at his tanned back, Oh, sooo strong. Tara! She yelled in her head. Stop it! You're co-workers, for crying out loud. And you're on a vacation paid by your boss! So pull yourself together! "Tara?" Bobby asked.

She looked at him. "Huh? Oh, yeah," she looked at the shimmery dress Bobby held out. Tara stood up and walked over to him, "thanks, that's the one. Um, are you done in the bathroom? Cause if you are, I need to get ready for dinner."

"Yeah, sheila, it's all yours." He looked at her, God you're beautiful.

Tara took the dress from him, grabbed her other things and walked into the bathroom, shutting the door behind her. She sat on the toilet lid and put her head in her hands. How in heaven's name am I going to stay sane if I'm supposed to share a room with Bobby for 2 weeks?

An hour and thirty minutes later Bobby knocked on the door to the bathroom. "You almost ready, Tara?" he called through the door, "we need to get going if we're going to make it on time!"

Tara flung open the door and Bobby stared at the beautiful woman before him. The close fitting dress showed off Tara's figure gorgeously, the skirt of the dress flowing around her knees. Her tanned legs were frosted with elegant white, heeled flip-flops; a thin silver chain complimented her slender ankles. Her hair was done and simple rose colored studs completed the picture perfect outfit. "Wow." He said, "you look…beautiful."

"Thanks, Bobby," she squeezed past him, careful not to step on his polished shoes. "You're not to shabby yourself." She looked at his Hawaiian shirt, "Glad to see you decided to wear a shirt. For a second there I thought you were going bareback." Tara joked.

He laughed, "You ready?"

"Yep." She paused, "So, which restaurant are we going to?"

"Just the one downstairs."

"Alright."

When Bobby and Tara were escorted to their tables Jack said, "Oh! So you decided to finally show up! How nice of you."

Sue swatted his arm, "Jack, you don't insult them for being late, you compliment Tara on her dress."

"It is gorgeous, Tara," Lucy said as Bobby pulled out a chair for Tara then sat down beside her.

"Thank you, Luce. I love that color of eye shadow on you." Tara said. "And Sue, red is beautiful on you."

"Thanks, but I really love Donna's bracelet," Sue said.

Donna showed it off to the women who all took their turns ooing and ahhing. The men looked at each other, bemused by the womens enthusiasm. Jack cleared his throat, "So, D, where are the kids?"

"Watching a movie on TV. I asked them if they wanted to eat the most delicious food ever and they told me that I could order double cheese pizza."

"Oh, the stomachs of youth." Myles said shaking his head.

Bobby frowned, "What's wrong with pizza?"

The other men looked at him, "Nothings wrong with pizza but you just don't have pizza at a place like this." D said.

"Meh." Bobby shrugged. "If you say so."

After the meal was finished, Tara pushed her plate back, "I'm going to go freshen up, anyone car to join me?" No one said yes. "Alright." She stood up and walked to the bathrooms. Bobby watched her disappear through the door. Tara's scream filled the restaurant seconds later.

Tara opened the door to the bathroom, immediately she could smell the stench of death; literally. She screamed as loud as she could when she saw the women's decapitated body. Movement on the other side of the room caught her attention. A man was crawling out of the window, he made the mistake of taking one more look before he made his escape.

Tara saw his face and could feel it burn into her mind. She ran over to it and stuck her head out of the window but could not find the man under the dim moonlight. She turned back around just as Bobby burst into the room, followed by Jack who ran into him when Bobby stopped abruptly at the sight before his eyes; blood, everywhere, body parts that were severed.

He rushed over to Tara and looked into her eyes, but Tara was focusing on something else. He turned around and saw the little girl hiding under the counter, her face buried in her dress.

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