AN: Here's chapter two, hope you all enjoy it. As always you're welcome to leave reviews either on here or at my e-mail address rockchick134hotmail(dot)com

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I woke up suddenly, something had touched me. I turned around looking to see what it was. I blushed when I realised it was Derek's arm that had flung itself across my stomach. He was no longer in his wolf form, he must have changed back once I'd fallen asleep. I blushed again realising that he wasn't wearing anything other then his boxers which seemed to be a little tight, oh, OH...

God, I was exhausted and embarrassed and after spending some of the night out here on the damp, muddy floor I was dying for a proper bed and a shower. I vaguely remembered a motel at the bus station. We could spend the night, or what was left of it there, and then make our way to Andrew's, after a hot shower. Plus all teen horror movies started with two teenagers alone in the woods at night, there was no need to tempt fate.

I rolled onto my back and turned my face towards Derek's. Oh, his acne had disappeared, his skin was as clear as mine, looks like the puberty smack down had had more supernatural roots. Derek would be pleased, well not pleased but he would be glad to have people stop talking about him and having to shower twice a day. After a few minutes I realised I had been staring for long enough. I shook his shoulder lightly,

'Derek, wake up, come on.'

He grunted lightly before turning over and falling back asleep. Great so he was one of those boys, impossible to wake up. I tried again, after a few attempts Derek was up.

'Come on we can sleep in a bed tonight, there's a motel by the bus stop, we can spend the night there and then carry on with our trip in the morning.'

All of a sudden Derek was alert, he jumped up, scanning the surrounding area before hoisting me to my feet and pulling me towards the bus stop. Was he forgetting the fact that he wasn't exactly dressed? Walking out of here like that would only cause us more problems. I dug my feet into the ground causing Derek to come to a halt,

'Um, D-Derek, you-your not dressed.'

A light blush covered his cheeks, letting go of me he jogged back to his clothes and put them on, quickly covering himself. He turned to me and said,

'Come on, we have to get out of here, it's not safe, not for me and not for you whilst you're with me...'

'Wait, what do you mean, not safe? What's wrong, what's out here?'

'Nothing, come on, we have to get to the bus stop now, the longer we're here the worse it'll be.'

'Ok, let's go, we can see if there's a bus leaving anytime soon.'

We walked back to the bus stop in silence. I sneaked glances at Derek every couple of seconds, his jaw was tight and his eyes never stopped scanning the area. He also seemed to be sniffing the air, what was he looking for? Had he found something last night? I figured I could ask once we'd got onto the bus and Derek had relaxed a bit.

We rushed towards the bus stop ticket booth and Derek told me to wait whilst he approached the man behind the counter. Derek and the man talked for a few minutes before the man looked over at me suspiciously and started to argue with Derek. I walked over thinking it was better to intercede now before something worse happened, after all we'd need to get tickets from here, there was no where else.

'What's going on?'

'Nothing, come on lets go.'

Derek pulled me off towards the motel, well at least that was good, I was in dire need of sleep.

'He said there's no bus heading towards New York until tomorrow night. There's been some sort of strike so there'll be no other buses either. I think we should be safe in the motel until tomorrow as long as we don't go outside.'

'Ok, not that I'm not glad we're stopping here overnight, but um-um why isn't it safe? This isn't anywhere near the Edison Group and we're not approaching anyone that could get us caught.'

'The Pack, this is their territory.'

'The Pack?'

'A werewolf pack, any wolf not in the pack knows to avoid them. They don't deal nicely with lone wolves, mutts. We've lived pretty much everywhere, but dad always avoided here, just to be safe.'

'Oh god, Derek we can't stay here then, if they smell you we don't know what'll happen. We can't risk that. Come on we can get a taxi or something. I have my backpack with me and it's got my money in it. We should have enough, if not we can stop and you can use my card to withdraw some more maybe we should...'

'Chloe. We don't have your card, or the money. It's in my backpack, which I left on the bus.' He cursed himself under his breath.

'You were in no shape to be remembering anything last night. I should have thought to grab yours.'

'But you were worried about me. Never mind, we'll have enough. I've got about a hundred...'

'And I've got eighty.'

A pause. Then the sound of hands slapping fabric, like he was patting his pockets.

He swore. 'It must have fallen out. Let me check where I left my jeans.'

'I know I had-' He stopped and swore again. 'No, I moved the money to my jacket, which I left on the bus.'

'Eighty dollars should cover the bus to New York and a night in the motel.'

He strode towards the motel muttering, 'Stupid, stupid.'

'Like I said, you had other things on your mind. We both did. And neither of us is used to playing fugitive yet. We'll learn. For now, let's get inside. I'm freezing.'

The inside of the motel was blissfully warm. The clerk behind the counter looked to be asleep. I wandered over to him and woke him up.

'A room please, twin beds.'

'Sure, ID please, you look a little young.' He turned to Derek and gave him a look over before glaring. Derek came forward moving me to the side.

'I've got ID, Chloe doesn't. That gonna be a problem?'

'How old are you?' The question wasn't directed at Derek, it was for me.

'F-fifteen.'

'Just barely, I'll bet.' He shook his head. 'Running away from home. I'd bet on that, too.' His voice softened. 'That's not a road you want to take, kids. Speaking from experience, it is not the road at all.'

Derek sidled closer, gaze fixed on the man, so intent I'm not sure he'd heard a word he'd said. I caught Derek's attention, not sure he'd notice, but he did, nodding absently, letting me know he was still in control.

The man continued, 'Whatever is going on at home, it's not as bad as you think.'

I lifted my gaze to his. 'And if it is?'

A pause, then a slow, sad nod. 'All right. Maybe that's so. It happens, more than you think, but there are other ways to deal with it. Places you can go. People who can help.'

'We're fine.' Derek said, his voice a low rumble.

The man shook his head. 'Your not fine, son. You're, what, seventeen? On the run? Sleeping in motels?'

'We're fine.' Derek's rumble had gone lower, a growl now. He cleared his throat and eased back. 'We appreciate your concern, sir.'

'Do you, son? Do you really?' He shook his head. 'I'll get you a hot meal. Make some calls. Find you a place to stay.'

'We can't-' I began.

'No one's going to send you home.'

Derek started again, 'Sorry, sir. We can't do that.'

Derek waved to me and motioned towards the door. I took a step towards the door before a hand clamped down on my shoulder.

'Let her go.' The growl had returned to Derek's voice.

'No, son. I won't hurt your friend, but I'm going to take her inside and call someone who can help. You can come with us, but that's your choice.'

'H-Honestly, we're fine. We're on our way to friends in New York, we're just stuck here until tomorrow. If-If you really want to help you can give us a room, please.'

'Alright honey.' He remained looking at us sceptically before saying, 'It's on the house. We don't have twin beds, so you can have two rooms or share?'

Derek answered before I could. 'We'll share.' He took the offered key and we walked off towards our room. That had been close, a little too close. We'd have to be more careful next time. Well, hopefully there wouldn't be a next time.

Derek opened the door, it was an old key, not one of those new card keys. The room was nice enough and it looked clean. I walked over to the bathroom stopping to tell Derek I was going to take a shower. He'd only grunted in reply from the window where he was scanning outside.

The bathroom was also clean and held essentials like toothpaste, shampoo and conditioner. I stepped into the shower after the water started to run cold I got out and brushed my teeth. Changing quickly into a t-shirt and a pair of shorts I left the bathroom.

'It looks better now, I'm sorry bout the colour...'

'It's ok, I know you didn't mean it, you just chose something different.'

'Yeah but there's no point. Anyone can tell it's fake. Wash it out. We'll buy some of that red stuff that you like so much.'

'Really?'

'Yeah.'

Before I knew it I had crossed the room and had flung my arms around Derek. It wasn't the hair dye, well ok, part of it was the hair dye. But it was everything else aswell.

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