I would just like to say thank you to all the reviewers so far! It's going to be a while between each post. It takes a while for me to write these stories, so just be patient with me. Secondly, I would like to say that I do not own any of the 4400 characters (Shawn, Richard, Jordan, etc.). The only character I own is Evelyn.

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Chapter 2: "Thank You"

Evelyn sat up in the king sized bed. Her brows furrowed as she looked around the room, not recognizing where she was for a split second. The sun was shining brightly in the room, shining like there was never a storm the night before. Evelyn groaned, rubbing her forehead gently with her left hand. She felt completely rested. Evelyn swung her feet over the side of the large bed and let them dangle over the side for a few moments before deciding to stand up and find her clothes. Evelyn wrapped the king size black comforter around her tiny, but toned, frame.

Evelyn stood slowly and walked to the doorway and peeked out. No one. She sighed out loud then walked into the large living room and looked around.

"Wow," she laughed.

After a few minutes of searching the entire "apartment", Evelyn went back into the bedroom to find a pair of clothes neatly folded on the black leather chair beside the entrance of the bedroom. They were not her clothes, but they were a pair of women's clothes. Shrugging, she picked up the black dress pants and black button down shirt and put them on.

The door to room 401 opened and Evelyn stepped out dressed in the clothes left for her. Feeling slightly self-conscious, she rubbed down the front of her shirt. She looked to her left to see that the hallway was very long and at the end of the hall was another large window overlooking a large green field. Evelyn turned and ran into something solid. She stumbled backwards, pulling the solid object with her as she fell onto her back. Evelyn was waiting for her head to smack the hard ground, but when she never felt it hit, she opened her eyes and found herself staring into a pair of brown eyes.

"Are you okay?" Shawn asked, his face a mere two inches from hers.

Evelyn could not speak; all she could do was stare up into the eyes of the man who had helped her last night and now the man who was lying on top of her.

"Miss, are you alright?" he asked once again, this time a little concern lacing his voice.

Evelyn blinked and shook her head a few times,

"Yea…yes," she smiled, "except for the fact that I can't breathe."

"What?" his brows furrowed in confusion.

"You're on top of me," she laughed.

Shawn looked down towards his legs to see in fact he was on top of her. He blushed, and then pushed himself up off the ground, grasping her hand and pulling her up too.

"Thanks," she smiled, blushing a little.

"Well, now that I've broken a few ribs, what else can I do for you?"

Evelyn laughed, then found herself blushing again.

"I…I just wanted to thank you for what you did, whatever it was you did, last night."