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Chapter One


"Freckles wake up," Sawyer said while he tapped her on her shoulder. She woke up almost immediately, opening her eyes, and looked toward the drivers' seat, but didn't see him there, then she looked to her other side and jumped slightly when she saw him standing there. She breathed out, trying to slow down her heart rate. "What are you trying to do, give me a heart attack?"

This made him laugh a little. "If I wanna give you a heart attack, sweet heart, I would have yelled loudly in your ear."

She nodded slightly. "True," she then turned her head, looking in front of her, and that was when she saw a small cabin. "Where are we?" the confusion in her voice.

"Ain't it obvious?" he asked walking away from the truck, and back towards the cabin. She watched him go up to the front door, bending down slightly while pulling something out of his pocket. She opened the car door, got out, pushing on the door, closing it before she slowly made her way over to him. Standing behind him, she finally saw what he was doing. "Sawyer! You can't break into someone's house," she said while putting her hand to his arm, stopping him.

"Relax. I checked the place out, nobody's here, and hasn't been here in ages," he told her as he pushed her hand off his arm before continuing to pick the lock. Within a few moments, they hear the lock click telling them it was unlocked. He looked over at her, a grin on his face while he turned the doorknob, pushed on the door, and stepped inside the dark room. A moment later, the lights turned on, and he faced her again, noticing she was still standing outside. "Are you comin' in or are you goin' to stand there all night?"

"Sawyer, we really shouldn't be here. Someone could show up," she said while looking inside the house from where she stood, not making any signs of going in.

"Like who, huh? Big foot?" he asked, a smirk on his face, while he turned away from her and stepped further in the room.

Kate rolled her eyes at his comment and stepped inside slowly, looking around, trying to see if it had been used recently, but all she saw was everything covered in dust, cobwebs, dirt, and some droppings of animals like chipmunks. Sawyer was right, nobody has been there in a long time, but she knew that didn't mean someone won't be coming back, someone could, and if the two are still there when that happened, who knows what could happen. She turned to face Sawyer and saw him by the window, peering out into the night. "How long do you think we'll stay here for?"

He turned his attention away from the window and looked at her. He shrugged before replying. "I was planning on stayin' for as long as we can. Why go anywhere else when we got a roof over our heads?" he sat down on the couch, but only sank in, his butt hitting the floor, his legs slightly up in the air, and his face had a look of shock, then turned to annoyance. "Son-of-a-bitch," he mumbled as he pushed on the edge of the couch, pushing him up off it, and turned toward it, kicking it.

Kate put her hand to her mouth, muffling a chuckle. He looked at her, giving her a look, letting her know he heard the chuckle before walking away from the couch and to the doorway that led to the hallway, disappearing around the corner, she heard him say something, but she couldn't make it out. "What?"

"I said there are two beds in one of the rooms. The other rooms have nothing in them. We're good to stay here," he said stepping back into the room.

"I still don't think it's a good idea," she said biting her lip.

"Stop worryin' and be happy we even have a place to stay."

"I am happy. I just… have a bad feeling about this."

Sawyer rolled his eyes. "'fraid big foot will show up at the door, and kill us for sleepin' in its old, dirty cabin?"

"I'm being serious," she said, showing him she was being serious.

"For once, just relax. Nothin' will happen. Nobody's comin' here."

"I hope you're right," she mumbled while making her way toward one of the rooms.

After several minutes, they went back outside to Sawyer's black truck, grabbing things he had in the back, and began to get comfortable for the night.

"Where're you going?" Sawyer asked Kate when he noticed her walking to the door.

"Outside… I want to look around," she told him while opening the door.

"Now wait a minute," he stood up from one of the chairs, and walked up to her, pulling something out from the back of his jeans. "You're not goin' out there without this."

"Where'd you get the gun from?"

"I bought it while you were sleepin'"

"With what money, you didn't have your wallet?" she asked, now looking at him with a serious expression.

"I do have my wallet. It has been in my pocket the whole time. You just didn't notice me putting it in there."

"I'm not taking the gun, Sawyer, you can forget it."

"Then I'm comin' with you. I ain't letting you go empty handed."

"Sawyer…"

"You can forget going if I don't come."

"I thought you said we don't have to worry about anything happening? Are you becoming unsure now?"

"I'm sure, it's just… precaution."

"Right," she nodded. "Precaution..."

Sawyer sighed, becoming annoyed. "Will ya take the damn gun already?"

"Fine," she grabbed it out of his hand and stuck it in the back of her pants. "Just don't expect me to use it."

"Don't get lost," he said as she stepped outside.

She nodded and then she walked away, disappearing into the darkness. Sawyer sighed, still standing there, listening to her walk, but after a couple of minutes, he couldn't hear her. He turned around and went back inside.

Kate stepped along a pathway that led to a medium sized lake, and stared at it, watching as the light from the moon reflected on it, making it shimmer. She stepped closer, reaching the edge, and got down on her knees, reaching down, letting the tips of her fingers touch the water while she moved her hand back and forth, and watched the water move from the sudden touch of her hand. She brought her arm back toward her and looked up at the sky, looking at the moon. It was full and shone brightly, covering the yard, making it glow from the light. She lied back, resting her back on the grass and kept her eyes fixed on the stars while resting her head on her arm, leaving the other at her side.

"Hey!"

Kate sat up, alarmed at the voice and jumped to her feet, turning around quickly, and came face to face with a young boy, at least 13 years of age. Her heart began to race, afraid he might recognize her, afraid he might know the people who own the cabin, or if he owned it. Her mouth went dry, making it hard for her to speak, her eyes filled with worry and fear. "Uh…" she tried talking. " Hi…"

"What are you doing here? This is private property," he told her as he stepped closer to her, keeping his eyes locked with hers.

"I know, I… my friend and I are uh, staying here. A friend of ours is letting us stay…" she said, hoping he was buying her lie.

The young boy eyed her closely. "I've never seen you around here before."

"That's because I'm not from around here," she told him.

"Hey, what're you doin' here, boy? Get," Sawyer said walking up to them, and stood next to Kate while keeping his eyes on the kid. "What'd I say? Get."

"You don't have to be so rude," the boy said with a slight tone. Eying the two, he turned away and went back to a pathway in the woods.

Sawyer looked at Kate. "What'd you tell the little brat?"

She looked up at him before replying. "Just that a friend of ours is letting us stay here."

Sawyer sighed and looked back toward the pathway. "He better not say a word to anyone."

"Do you think he will?"

"If he does, and I see him again, I'll show him not to tell people things," he said seriously.

"Sawyer, he's just a kid. Who knows, maybe he knows who actually lived here. After all, he might live close by."

"We leave in the morning," he said while walking back to the cabin.

"What?" she followed close behind him.

"It's not safe here now that the boy knows we're stayin' here."

"Where will we go?"

"Like hell I know," he said stepping back into the house. "We'll just drive around and find a motel."

Kate nodded with a sigh. "So much for staying here for a few days," she said while she closed the door and walked over to a chair, then sat down.

"You're lucky that boy wasn't somebody else, like a cop, we'd be screwed," he said looking over at her while pulling a cigarette out of his pocket, along with a lighter.

Kate watched him closely, slightly confused. "I thought you quit?"

"Old habits die hard," he said lighting it, and then blew the smoke out of his mouth.

She looked down at her hands with a sigh. "I'm sorry."

"What for, sassafrass?"

"For bringing you into this, I shouldn't have. It was a mistake," she raised her eyes up, locking them with his. "I guess I wasn't thinking when I decided to go to your house. I just… I didn't know where else to go. I was in town, and then I remembered you lived here, and thought I would go to you."

"Speakin' of that," he began. "How in hell did you find me?"

"I'm a good tracker," she said with a slight grin.

"You mean to tell me, you tracked me down?" his expression told her he was actually impressed by that.

"Yeah, I did."

"How'd you manage that?"

"I looked your name up in the phone book, figured there aren't many James Ford's around here."

He cringed at the name "James" and brought the cigarette to his mouth again before speaking. "Do me a favor… never bring up my real name again. I hate it."

"Sure, sorry."

"Alright," he started while he tossed the cigarette outside after putting it out. "I'm goin' to bed. We will leave in the morning and get away from here before people start showin' up once that brat tells people he saw us."

"I really don't think he will. I think he bought my lie."

"It's better safe than sorry, freckles," he said as he made his way toward the hallway, he turned back to face her when he didn't hear her follow him. "Are you comin' or what?"

"Yeah, in a few… I'm not really tired yet."

"That's why you shouldn't have fallen asleep in the car."

"You could have woken me up, you know."

"What's the fun in that? At least I got to hear you snore," he grinned.

"I do not snore!" she said, shocked he would even say that.

"Oh, you do," he grinned again and walked away before she had the chance to protest again.

Kate shook her head with a small chuckle, knowing he was just teasing her. She leaned back in the chair, pulling her legs up, letting her feet hang off the edge slightly while she stared out the window next to her, and began thinking of how they will manage everything, and where they will end up.

"Sawyer, we need to get some food and drinks," Kate said while putting something into the back of the truck.

"I know that," he replied as he opened the drivers' side door and climbed inside. A moment later, she got in, and he started the truck, backed out of the driveway and went down the dirt road, and back to the main road.

Kate sat in the truck while Sawyer went into a small store to get a couple things they will need. She glanced around making sure nobody was around to see her. She scrunched down a little in her seat, not wanting someone to see her when she can't see them. She leaned forward a bit and turned the radio on. She found a station she liked and leaned back in her seat, listening to the music.

Sawyer carried a paper bag in his hand, filling it with items and went to the front to pay for them. Standing behind an elderly man, he heard him talking to the cashier who is in his mid-thirties.

"Glen told me somebody is staying up at the Miller's cabin, a man, and a woman. Jake and John are heading up there this afternoon to find out who they are," the elderly man said while setting down some cash on the counter.

The man behind the desk shook his head. "Probably those kids again. Always going up there to do only god knows what. They should stop kids from getting in there."

Sawyer mumbled something under his breath at the information he found out. He stepped up to the counter after the man walked away a few minutes later. He set the bag down, and grabbed a pack of cigarettes and set them down before pulling his wallet out of his pocket. After paying for the items, he walked out of the store and made his way back to his truck. Opening the door, he climbed inside, setting the bag down on the floor next to Kate's feet, he looked over at her while shutting the door. "That boy did tell somebody. The cops are goin' to the cabin soon. We're lucky we left when we did. Next time freckles, stay inside," he said as he started the engine and backed out of the parking lot. Kate nodded slightly before speaking. "Ok." They drove down the road, and started to drive out of town.