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Chapter Two

The Cave

"Where is she going to sit?" Kyle asked. Ian considered this for a moment; I guess he hadn't thought about this.

"I think she'll fit between me and Jared," he said, "Or we could tie her up and put her on the roof."

I glared at him, "Kidding, kidding," he said, smiling.

Kyle sighs, "You guys shouldn't be joking. You know we have to get back soon."

"Then let's leave now," Ian said as he climbed into the driver's seat of one of the trucks.

Kyle and one of the other men climbed into the other truck. Jared motioned for me to get in next to Ian. I climbed in and soon found myself squeezed between Ian and Jared.

"How far do we have to drive?" I asked.

"About an hour and a half," Ian told me.

"It's been forever since I've been in a vehicle," I told him.

"Well we've got quite a few of those," he said.

It was about then that I noticed exactly how tired I felt. I thought I would just close my eyes for a second but the next thing I knew Ian was waking me up. "We're here Anya," he said, "Time to get out."

I opened my eyes and followed Ian and Jared into the opening of a cave. Once inside I could see that it was really a system of caves. We were in a big room with lots of passageways leading off of it. I could only see down a few of them but I could tell that they had other rooms coming off of them. A man walked towards us.

"Ian," he said, "Who is the girl?"

"I'm Anya sir," I told him.

He studied me for a moment, checking my eyes, seeing that I am human. "Well Anya," he said, offering me his hand to shake, "Welcome to my home. I'm Jeb."

He looks over at Ian and Jared. "We found her in the store," Ian told him, "Are there any empty rooms?"

"I don't think so," the man said, "Anyone willing to share a room with Anya?"

Nobody really jumped at the opportunity. I didn't mind; I wasn't too comfortable with the idea of sharing a room with a stranger.

"Ian," Kyle said, "Bringing her here was your idea. The least you can do is make sure she has a place to stay."

"She can sleep in my room," Ian told Jeb, "I mean I'll sleep on the floor," he added sheepishly.

"It's fine with me," Jeb said, "It's up to Anya."

"Can I keep my gun with me?" I asked.

Everyone laughed. "Sure," Jeb said trying to choke back his laughter, "Just try not to shoot anyone."

"I'll try," I told him.

"Good girl."

"Follow me," Ian said. He led me through twisting and turning tunnels. Finally we reached a small bedroom. "Well," he said, "Welcome to my room. It's not much."

"Are you kidding?" I said, "It's great."

I looked around the room. There was some basic furniture. Some clothes and other things were scattered around. A guitar leaned up against the wall. Ian must have noticed me looking at it.

"Do you play?" he asked me.

"A bit," I told him, "I'm not very good."

"Play me something," he said.

"It's been ages," I said.

"Oh come on," he said, "Please?"

"Some other time," I said.

"Is that a promise?" He asked. I nodded.

When it was time to go to sleep Ian offered me one of his shirts. "We can find you some real clothes in the morning but you're welcome to sleep in that."

I thanked him and he stepped out of the room so that I could change. When I was done he left for a few moments and came back with a pillow and mat. He started to spread it out on the floor. Part of me wanted to tell him that he didn't have to do that.

"You know," I said, "You don't have to do that." He looked at me strangely. "I mean I don't want to kick you out of your bed."

"Don't worry about it," he said, "I wouldn't want you to feel uncomfortable."

"I've got a gun," I pointed out, "We can share the bed."

"You're sure?" he asked.

"Yeah," I said, "I'm sure." We both climbed into bed and feel asleep.