New chapter... hope you like it.. let me know where you think it should go next.

~Crews

"So, you want to tell me now?" Kerry asked. They had been driving for over half an hour in silence. And it seemed the farther they drove, the edgier Ethan got.

"Not yet," he replied through his teeth. He checked the rearview mirror for what seemed like the millionth time, and grimaced. Whatever he saw, he wasn't happy. And of course, Kerry couldn't see anything.

In all her dreams, Ethan had come swooping in, apologizing for leaving her (even though Kerry was the one that had technically left), and then told her that he loved her. Okay, she knew that that last one was a stretch, especially with Ethan, but a girl can dream…

"Finally," Ethan breathed. She hadn't even noticed that he had held his breath.

Concentrate, Kerry, she told herself. Concentrate.

"What? Are we there?" she asked. Ethan merely motioned for silence and watched through the rearview mirror the whole time, not even looking at the road anymore. Kerry looked through the side mirror and was surprised to see a single headlight that hadn't been there a moment ago.

"How long have they been following us?" she asked. He once again motioned for her to be quiet. "No," she told him, angry now. She hadn't missed him for this, and he wasn't going to keep her in the dark. Not this time. "If you want my help, you better tell me. Now."

This got his attention, because he moved his eyes from the mirror to her face. Surprise flickered across his face for only a moment before he had concealed it. The mask was firmly back in place.

"The whole time," he said dryly. "He just wouldn't show himself until we were far enough away from witnesses." His eyes were once more on the mirror, his jaw set.

"Witnesses? Who is this Ethan?" Kerry was starting to panic. She felt and heard her heart hammering in her chest and by the way Ethan had tensed, he had heard it too. He didn't say anything.

The car started to slow down and Ethan's eyes were still focused on the mirror.

"Ethan, I missed you, but I don't think I can do this," Kerry started to say, unbuckling her seatbelt. Ethan didn't move. "Especially if you won't tell me what we're doing." Kerry read the dash and saw that they were only going twenty miles an hour. "I'm sorry," she whispered. She opened the door quickly and dropped out.

She rolled like she had been taught in soccer, was on her feet in an instant and running.

"KERRY!" Ethan yelled. The car had stopped and she could hear Ethan's feet pounding the ground behind her, coming fast. She lowered her head and started the odd sprinting that she had also learned. Ethan only sped up.

"Stop, you don't know what you're doing!" he called again. He was only a few feet behind her now.

Kerry chanced a quick look back and saw the alarmed look on Ethan's face.

"NO!" he screamed. Kerry suddenly wasn't running anymore. There was a pressure behind her knees and on her shoulders. She was being carried.

"Hello," a man's voice said. Shocked, Kerry looked up into a stranger's face. He had dark skin and long blonde hair that was pulled into a ponytail. He was what Sarah would call "hot", hell, even Kerry thought he was cute. He was cradling her against his chest and he was running. Fast.

Kerry tore her gaze from his face and looked for Ethan. He was still behind them, farther now. He looked to be in pain as he kept running. She couldn't see the car anymore. Panic took over once more, her heart starting to beat even faster. Adrenaline pumped through her body and she suddenly realized that she wasn't afraid. On the contrary, she was pissed.

"Put. Me. Down. Now." She told her captor slowly through gritted teeth. The man looked down at her in disbelief and she saw that he had blue gray eyes. He didn't move to put her down and she got even angrier. She braced her hands against his chest and shoved with all her might. Startled, he dropped her and jumped to avoid trampling her.

The fall hadn't hurt as much as Kerry had anticipated, but the rolling across the bumpy ground did. When she finally did stop rolling, she lay still with her eyes closed. Seconds later, Ethan's voice was over her, calling her name.

"Kerry! Talk to me. Come on," he whispered. Her head was pounding as she lay there, the ground feeling like it was spinning below her. Kerry tried to move her mouth to talk, but she couldn't move. She felt like she was going to pass out.

"Is she alright?" the stranger's voice asked. There was a hiss and Ethan was no longer by her side.

"Does she look alright Henry? What the hell is your problem?" The voices seemed to go in and out of focus.

"Relax, Michel, I was just having some fun. Jeez, you sound likes you actually like this girl." This statement was met with silence. The stranger laughed. "So you do! Who would have guessed, you of all people, falling for a human! This is perfect!" The laughter continued as Ethan returned to her side, gently touching her cheek.

"Kerry? Can you hear me?"

"Yeah," she croaked. She slowly moved her left arm, and feeling it wasn't broken, moved her hand to her head. Doing the same to the right, she cried out in pain. She could feel Ethan move and he was touching her arm. She cried out again.

"It's broken," he stated. The laughter instantly died.

"Are you serious? What should we do?" the stranger asked.

Kerry opened her eyes to see the night sky above her, stars twinkling in the dark. Ethan was there too, and so was the stranger. Had Ethan called him Henry?

"You," she accusingly pointed with her good arm at Henry.

"Me?" he asked. His eyes were big with faked innocence.

"You should have put me down when I told you to."

"Yeah, well you shouldn't have pushed me. I wouldn't have dropped you if you hadn't," he replied. He looked embarrassed. Why, Kerry didn't know.

"Wait," Ethan said, looking up to Henry. "She pushed you and got away? And you were the one who was laughing?" Henry's eyes narrowed.

"Bite me."

"Rather not," Ethan answered. "Come on Kerry, let's get you out of here." He put a hand on her back and lifted her like she didn't weigh anything at all. Just like Henry had.

"You're a vampire," she said looking at Henry.

"Wow, Michel, you told her? I'm surprised," Henry said. He was on her other side now, raising his hand. He looked like he intended to help.

"Don't touch her, Henry," Ethan hissed. His face was twisted in anger. This is going to be interesting, Kerry thought.

"Fine," he replied, lowering his hand and taking a step away. "Whatever you say, little brother."

Little brother? Kerry thought sluggishly. Her head was spinning and she couldn't keep her eyes open.

"Ethan…" she whispered just before everything went black.