Author's note

Hi! Sorry about the bad chapter last time, I wrote that at about 11 o'clock, and my mom got all mad, and blah blah blah. Anyway, here's another update for Hoods, hopefully better than the last chapter. (I still need reviews, so please review!) Anyway, I don't own Left 4 Dead, but I do own my OCs, blah blah blah. Enjoy!

The witch looks up at me, watching intensely for a second. Then, she starts growling. Deeper and deeper they get, and her eyes form into a malicious red. She then bolts up, rips me out of his grip, throws me on top of Joeth, and ram tackles the hunter. She then gets on top of him, wrestling, and slashing at his hood. I stare at her in wonder as Joeth bolts awake, probably wondering why I'm sitting on him.

"Um. Do I ask why?" he asks, hood off.

I point in the direction of the witch, only to realize she and the hunter are gone.

"What? What's over there?" he asks, confused.

"Nothing." I sigh.

"Okay. Um. Hey, not meaning to be rude, but...you're kind of...on me..." Joeth says, apparently starting to feel awkwardness coming on.

"Wha-? Oh, oh, yeah." I reply, standing up and sitting across from him again. He sits up, stretches, and yawns.

"So, what have you been doin? Has Madle come back?" he asks, looking around with a smile.

"No, not yet..."

"Somethin wrong?" his smile drops.

"Huh, oh. No."

"You sure?"

"Yeah."

He looks at me, brown eyes burning into my emerald ones, looking for any signs of a lie. Luckily, he doesn't notice.

"Okay..." he says, with a slight glare. "Cause you know you could tell me." he says, eyes widening just the slightest.

"I know." I say, looking down with a nod.

"Anyway..." he says, arms crossed behind his head, and we start up a conversation.

Later on, he falls asleep again. I'm pretty tired too, but as I let out a breath, mist rises from my mouth; it's freezing. I look over at Joeth, he looks fine. After a moment with my eyes closed, I realize that I can't sleep this cold. I sigh and crawl over silently to Joeth, then lay down beside him, I close my eyes, and fall asleep.

(Joeth's POV)

I open one eye to see the girl laying beside me. I'm a little startled, but I don't want to wake her. She looks so peaceful. Then I look at her oddly. No. I thought for just a moment, maybe...she likes me? I don't know. I'm too nervous to ask her. But I don't want to worry myself thinking about it. I shrug slightly, and wondering what'll Madle say when she gets back, fall asleep.

...Bad chapter again... Sorry! Promise I'll bust out a lot more better ones over winter break, or sooner! R&R!