MIA, I know. Haven't had any creative ideas. Trying to finish this story but not drag it out.

Thank you to those who are patient. Here's a quick chapter to tide you over.

I couldn't do it. It's not that I didn't want to. I just didn't want to move forward without giving him my all.

Mentally.

My mind was reeling, replaying every second whenever I closed my eyes. And every time I slept the nightmares came, my decision to not sleep far exceed my necessity for sleep. All night watching the little stars that were visible twinkle. Then blinking out as the sky turned to grey before the morning light could make it presence. The storm with rain and howling winds, were in competition to the one brewing in my mind.

I turned in his arms, he eyes surveying my face. I placed a kiss to his bare shoulder before squeezing him a little tighter. He responded in kind, by kissing the top of my head and holding me a little tighter. The feeling of his arms wrapped around me, allowed me to feel safe and secured. We lay naked under the blanket intertwined and I felt like never letting go.

"Ok, Babe?" I just shook my head. My eyes were dry and achy. I'm sure they were red and puffy from the crying and lack of sleep.

Carlos, this man, not knowing me for less than a week and he could already produce this feeling of unconditional love.

"Did you want to know what happened after you left?" I nodded.

"Ex-Agent Johnson was the serial killer in my case out of California, the one Wulf copied the murders from. Wulf and Johnson are related. In Johnson's senior year of High school, Wulf stayed with him for 2 months when they were both involved in a death of a female student that was raped and murdered. They were found not guilty because evidence was tapered with at the scene. The victim's sister went missing after the trial running down a dirt road near the Mexican Border stating that she was kidnapped and held by them but nobody believed her. They wrote her off as drunkenly driving to Mexico and getting stranded and making up the story to get Wulf and Johnson in jail.

"The agency didn't do a more thorough background check, if they did, they would have found out about that and other petty crimes Johnson committed throughout college."

"What?" I sat and moved to lay against the headboard not caring for modesty. "So how did I come into the picture?"

"In college, Wulf was back and forth from New Jersey to California visiting him in college. Wulf use to tell Johnson all about you, he made it seem like you were his girlfriend. He told Johnson stories all about going to the mall and helping you babysit your brothers. Johnson didn't believe him so he went through Wulf's things and found long range pictures of you out with friends and had a copy of your prom picture with the head of your date cut off."

The more Carlos spoke, the more my blood chilled. I curled into myself resting my head on my knees.

"Wulf found out that Johnson was the serial killer and threaten to expose him if he didn't help him get you. Johnson refused, so Wulf killed the two women in New Jersey in the same fashion as the ones in Cali. He wanted Johnson out of the way, and when you were given the case for the second female he was determine to use that situation to kidnap you, which he did."

"Where is he?"

"He's in a secure location on the outskirts of town. Only a few key people know the location."

"What about Johnson?"

"He was detained; someone transported him to headquarters in DC."

"What happens next?"

"When Johnson reaches D.C. he's going to answer to his crimes, Wulf is taking a little detour before he's transported also."

I went back into his arms. To preoccupied to notice his hard length resting against my thigh, knowing later I would regret not taking advantage of this moment.

I finally had the courage to straddle his waist. I ran my hands up and down his upper body. Feeling his muscle twitch and jump at my touch. I leaned down to kiss him.

His phone beeped. My hands slid off his body when he reached for his phone.

"I have to go Babe."

"OK." I heard the timid voice and couldn't believe it was coming from me. I silently watched as he got dressed.

"I'm sorry about last night." I cuddled under the covers when walked towards me.

"You don't have to apologize."

"It's just that I really wanted to but…"

"Babe, I will never pressure you."

"But we ARE going to do it?" He smirked at my childish question.

"We are," he eyes seemed to darken as he kissed me, "Oh we are."

I continued to stare open mouth at his retreating back.

"See you later Babe."

I can't wait.