Chapter 6:

"Get away from me...", the woman screamed, Fox stirred from his slumber at the sound of the woman's scream. "I don't know you, get away from me, don't..."

Fox turned to Ethan Martin, his gut instinct was simply to ignore whoever it was and go back to sleep. 'Probably just a couple into it.', he turned back over to go back to sleep. "HELP ME!!!", he saw a flash of Theresa in front of him of her screaming for help as she took her last breath under that cold water. "Ethan Martin...", he watched as the boy turned to him.

"Fox? What's going on? You - Fox, tell me you ain't going to -", Fox shook his head. "You are,

Fox, do you have any ideal what kinds of things happen at motels like this, serial killers, robbers, whose to say that this ain't just some way to get her boyfriend a victim?", Ethan told him, the boy was wise for his age, Fox observed, they heard this time a muffled scream.

"Ethan, I have to...I - what if that girl is being hurt, I - take my phone call the police if I'm not back in ten minutes, lock the doors behind me and don't let any one in.", Fox reach over and grabbed the .38 that he had in the glove department.

"Fox...be careful you're all I got left.", Ethan Martin told him, grabbing his jacket sleeve.

"I - I'll be back okay, just keep the doors locked.", Fox told him, he got out of the car and placed the gun into his jacket pocket, he gave Ethan Martin one last glance then followed the voices to the woman.

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"Get off of-", the woman began.

"Honey, is there anything going on? I told you to stay right here and wait on me.", Fox said approaching the woman, who stood with her back to the older man and to him.

"This your woman?", the man asked, taking his hand off the woman, Fox nodded.

"Yea, me and my girl is on vacation.", Fox replied, the woman still hadn't turned to him, he wrapped his arm around her. "Play along.", he whispered burying his head in her dark hair, so that only she could hear him, she turned to the man and him, Fox drew in a breath, this wasn't possible.

"I'm so sorry, I was just...I thought she was...I got to go.", the man stuttered, then rushed off in a hurry.

"Thank you.", she told Fox, then turned to leave.

"My God, don't - I - don't leave me again...", he pulled her to him, wrapping her in his arms.

"Excuse me, I - I, who the hell are you, listen I'm thankful for you helping me but, I'm not a whore, I will not...", Fox looked at her, why was Theresa acting like this, how was she here? So many questions ran through his head but, right now he was thankful that she was alive, he pinched himself to see if he was dreaming. 'No, she is real, she's hear, she's alive.'

"I- I'm sorry, I just - Theresa, you don't remember me do you?", Fox asked, it was obvious she had no clue who he was and was freaked out, she looked up at him and shook her head.

"I have no clue who you are or how I got here, I - all I know is that I have this ID in my purse.", she handed him the ID.

"Angela De' Von.", he read, this had to be a fake ID this was Theresa, his Theresa.

"And, who in the hell are you?", Theresa asked. "Since you know my name it's only fitting that I know yours."

"Fox, Fox Crane.", Fox replied, she nodded. "Is that all you got in your purse."

She nodded. "I didn't even have a dime to my name, I-"

"Who bought you here?", Fox asked, he could tell she was frightened, she look away from him.

"I woke up in a hotel room...naked.", she muttered, she didn't look at him, he felt rage build up in him, he quickly masked it.

"Alone?", he asked, she nodded still not looking at him. "Theresa, listen I - come on lets get out of here."

"But, I don't know you, how do I know you're telling me the truth?", she asked, stopping dead where she stood.

"I - Theresa, I can tell you almost anything about yourself, just ask me anything and I can tell you...", she looked at him and shook her head no.

"Anybody can make up a past for me and how do I know that my name isn't Angela?", she asked, she watched as he sighed. "My ID does say Angela De' Von."

"I don't give a damn what that ID says, I - Theresa...", Fox began.

"Quit, just leave me alone.", she said simply walking away from him.

"Theresa, damn it, I ain't letting you leave me again, I lost you once and I'll be damned I do it again.", he picked her up throwing her over his shoulder.

"Damn it, put me down, I'm serious you, you let me down right now or I'll...", the woman trailed off.

"You'll what?", Fox asked, making his way towards the car.

"I'll scream rape.", she replied. "I swear I will...ra...", she watched as he put her down.

"Do you honestly think I would hurt you? Come on I saved your pretty little butt back there.", Fox pointed out.

"So...you didn't know who I was till after you'd done felt all over me.", she replied, she watched his expression change into a snarl.

"Felt all over you? Honey, all I did was wrap my arms around you, so that the man would think you were my girl.", Fox replied.

"Okay, but, what about when he left and you pulled me so close I could smell your after shave.", the woman replied.

"Damn it, Theresa just believe me...besides, I'm offering you a free ride and I got money to take you away from this motel. You know I'm sure this motel sees its shares of dirty ol' men. And, if next time I'm not around then maybe - you might not be so lucky next time, at least let me call your family back home...", he trailed off, 'Ethan Martin, damn it, he'd forgot all about his brother, Theresa's son.'

"My family?", she asked. "Are you serious, do you really know my family?"

"Yes, I - your mother is Pilar, she died a couple months ago, your father is Martin, he left when you were young, your brothers are Antonio, he's dead also, then there's Luis who is engaged to my aunt Sheridan and Miguel, he's away searching for Charity, his girlfriend, then you got a baby sister named Paloma, she lives in Mexico.", she nodded.

"Is there anything else?", she somehow wanted all this to be true, he head screamed at her to turn and run but, her heart told her to stay.

"I- you have a son, Ethan Martin, he - he's with me right now in the car.", Fox replied.

"Are you his father? How come my child is with you?", Theresa asked, he could tell she was anxious.

"It's your child with- yes, I'm his father.", Fox replied, he didn't feel like telling her that, she had a child with Julian and right now he had to get her to trust him and leave with him. 'Besides, once Theresa, starts to remember I'll tell her the truth.'

She nodded. "Okay, I - I'll go with you, but, I swear if you'll lying to me, I'll make it so that you'll never have another kid."

Fox smirked. "Deal, now come on, we're going to Chicago."

"Where?", Theresa asked.

"It's along story, once we get on the road you can ask me all you want.", Fox replied, it had been much over ten minutes. "Ethan Martin is - I told him to call the cops if I wasn't back in ten minutes, she nodded as he made his way to the sports car, he watched as Ethan unlocked the door when he saw him approach.

"Fox about time I was worried, whose...", he trailed off, when he saw the woman with him, he looked at Fox, then at the woman. 'There's no way? What kind of sick game is he playing?'

Fox caught the looks that were going on between mother and son. "Ethan Martin-"

"Mommy?", Ethan Martin asked, he rose from his car seat and out of the car and ran to Theresa. 'She was alive.'

A/N: I'm leaning three different ways with this story not too sure yet, which path I shall take...so tell me is Angela, Theresa or not?