Well as you can see I've decided to continue this. So hopefully you'll enjoy it. Give it up for chapter 2 everybody!

Sara's POV

My sense's are overloaded with her scent. Vanilla. I can't move I can't think. She decides what move I make what I do. She leads me in this, whatever this is. Her fingertips are gently tracing each scar one by one taking her time. My eyes follow her hand watching in amazement at how she can send waves of pleasure in just one simple touch. "Sara your stronger than this." She whispers into my ear while gently touching my scars. "I know you are." Her lips gently brush across my neck and her words run threw my head.

I am stronger than this. How could I let myself come down to this? I'm much stronger than this. But it just happened I don't know how it did but it did. This is something that I can't just get rid of. Besides how do I know if I can trust her, she might just run off like the others did. 'But she's different, isn't she?' Yeah she's different but what makes you think that she might just want a quick fuck and then run off to someone else. 'She's with you right now isn't she? Come on Sidle watch her movements read her eyes and movements, figure it out.' But it's not that simple. 'Will you just shut up for one minute and do as I say, you say that you trust the wolf in you but your not listening to a word I say.'

Fine I'll read her eyes, her movements, I'll watch everything. Her hands are soft and gentle, they giving a feeling of comfort but they also have something i'm not familiar with. Her eyes, her eyes hold the comfort, care, and something that i'm not familiar with. 'Open your eyes you idiot! That thing your not familiar with is love! You may be a scientist but you can be such a moron!' Shut up. I don't have to listen to you.

"Sara you need help." What? Help? No she's going to send me to that looney bin place! I've got to get away and fast. Push her away just like you did before. 'If you push her away what makes you think she'll give up on you?' I don't know but I have to get away from her.

I push her hands away from me but that doesn't help me at all. I can't be near her I've got to run. My legs are carrying me to the nearest exit and won't stop. I can't stop and I don't want to stop running. "Sara!" I can hear her but I don't want to be near her or anyone else. Everyone around me stops and looks at me. I can feel their eyes on me and it feels like i'm trapped.

My legs can keep going forever and when I make it out to the parking lot I look for my truck but remember I walked here. Without a second thought i'm running down the streets of Las Vegas. Running is the one thing i'm good at, the one thing I can do to escape. But I can still hear Catherine' s voice, smell her scent, and still see her. I'm running through intersections and cars instantly stop and I hear them shout. One car even clipped me, I tumbled to the ground but I just got up and kept running.

I must be at the end of town by now but I keep running. I can see the desert just a little ways away and at the end of it I can see a wolf. The urge to run after it is burning through me and I run a little faster to get to it but it keeps moving back when I take step forward. It keeps moving back even farther and i'm not going to let it slip away so easily. The sand below my feet makes it a little bit hard to run but I keep going.

I must be a mile out into the desert and then the wolf vanishes. The winds picking up and my mouth is dry. I don't have any water and no service on the cell phone. Catherine's still on my mind but I don't feel trapped anymore. I look everywhere for the wolf that I was following but its nowhere in sight. I don't believe this. Maybe if I walk a little farther I'll find it. Something in me tells me to follow it. I don't what it is but i'm going on what it's telling me.

I must've been walking for over an hour now. There's not a single thing in sight except for sand and the occasional bush, shrub, or tree. The wind hasn't died down and i'm glad for that, the nice breeze feels good. I stop and look all around me and I see the wolf. It's not even twenty feet away from me and it stares at me. Black with gold eyes that are piercing. It howl's and turns its back to me before running away. It's not gong to get away from me that easily.

Just when I can reach it and can touch its fur it vanishes again. "What?" I stop and look around and about fifty feet in front of me is an old house that looks a lot like the once from my childhood. Everything's looks the same the worn off paint, cracked window's, old white picket fence and old broken toy's scattered on the dirt.

I walk towards it and I see an old car sitting in front of an old garage. "No way, this isn't possible." Everything about the house and car are the same. The picket fence is the same, the cracked window's, everything's the same.

The wind blows some sand up from the ground in front of me and I see the wolf sitting by my side. I reach out and pet it. It doesn't snap, growl, or anything it just looks up at me with emotionless eyes. "This isn't possible." I mutter while staring at the house in front of me. The wolf walks forward and into the fenced in yard before looking back at me as if asking me if I was coming or not.

When I step forward into the yard I see a little girl playing with her truck's in the dirt. Me, when I was kid. Before I cut myself. Even when I was a kid I had an emotionless look on my face. I walk towards the younger me and reach out for her but my hand goes through her. The wolf looks up at me and I follow it up to the steps. They creak under my feet and when I open the door it does too. The wolf walks in before me and I follow again.

The floor is covered in beer bottles, broken glass, and cigarette butt's. The floor board's creak with each step taken and the light's flicker on and off. I look into the kitchen and see dirty dishes stacked up in the sink, garbage all over the table, floor, and counters. And in the corner is my mother sitting in a chair drinking. The wolf walks out into the living room and I follow. The room is filled with beer bottle's, cigarette's, and garbage. In the center of the room my father sits holding a beer bottle in his hand and passed out.

I don't even want to see the rest of this house. I walk out and the wolf follows me. "Is this why you led me out here? To remind me of my childhood?" My anger is growing but i'm still silent. I watch as the wolf run's away and all I can do is watch. I look back at where the house was and see that it's gone. I don't know what the hell just happened. I'm lost out in the desert with no water or service. Great. I walk on without knowing where i'm going. The desert heat is taking its toll on me and the wind has died down. The wolf is nowhere in sight and I can't help but wonder why it led me all the way out here. I wonder why I saw my house and myself as a kid but I can't figure it out. Catherine is still on my mind but I don't know what i'm going to do.

Well there's chapter 2. I think there will be another chapter. It might be a little while before I put it up though. Anywho send some reviews.