CHAPTER TWELVE

"Where are we going?" Martha said as she squinted into the darkness ahead of her. The rain was still really heavy and she could barely see a thing in front of her. The road was slippery; she took her time driving. They didn't need to be in another car accident. "I don't want drive in this weather. Knowing my recent luck; I'll skid us off the road and we'll both be road kill," she whined.

Jack looked up at Martha and frowned. "Seriously, do you ever stop whining?" he asked in a slow tone. "We've only been driving for five minutes; and already you're complaining," he added.

Martha growled and quickly slammed her foot on the break; letting the car skid about fifty meters.

"Bloody hell," Jack braced himself as the car came to a halt. He snapped his gaze onto Martha and went to yell at her.

"Shut it," Martha shot out before he got the chance to say anything. "All I asked was for you to tell me were to go. I didn't ask for a fucking kidney, so stop being a jerk. Now, you want to know what my problem is; I'm scared Jack. I'm scared for me. I'm scared for you, and for my family and friends. They could be dead and I don't know what to do anymore," she ranted as she became more and more upset.

"Hey, I'm sorry," Jack soothed as he reached across and pulled her into a warm embrace. Martha laid her head against his shirt covered chest and started to sob. "I'm just a little worked up at the moment. I honestly don't know what to do either. Without sounding like a wuss; I'm scared too. All I care about is protecting you, and I'm scared that I'm going to fail," he explained.

Martha snorted a little. "Protect me? So far; I'm the one who's done all the protecting. I've saved your butt twice, in case you'd forgotten," she laughed.

"Fine, I owe you," Jack laughed with her.

Martha felt so safe in Jack's arms. She had always felt safe with him; even when they were children. He had always stuck up for her at the playgrounds at school, and had always beaten up the bullies who had picked on her. She'd missed him terribly when her parents had taken her away. She'd hated them for it. Jack had been her best friend. She had loved him and had thought that they would be best friends forever. But Corey's father had ripped it all away. He and his family had moved into town and destroyed all the love and admiration that had been there between her family and Jack's family.

But now she had Jack back. Things could go back to the way they were; if only they weren't running for their lives. Deep down Martha knew things were different know. She and Jack weren't thirteen year old kids anymore. They were adults; adults with real feelings. They had needs and wants that were different than the ones they had had when they thirteen. Martha saw Jack in an entirely different light now. Even though he was a total perverted pig; she could see herself with him. He was someone who she could see herself spending her life with. Well, until now that is; the moment when he decided to open that perverted mouth of his.

"Hey princess; how about a hot shower?" Jack's voice was muffled in Martha's hair.

"Huh?" Martha gasped as she pushed herself away from him and shoved him hard in the chest. "Why do you have to be such a sleaze?" she groaned.

"Get your mind out of the gutter," Jack smirked at her. "I was being serious about the shower. I don't know if you'd noticed but we were rolling around in the mud with our good friend Johnny Cooper back there. I'm cold, wet, dirty and not to mention hungry," he said.

Martha rolled her eyes. "I know what you meant," she lied.

"So, a hot shower?" Jack emphasized.

"What are you talking about?" Martha huffed.

Jack laughed before pointing out the window. Martha looked ahead and spotted a bright neon sign; reading Motel.

Martha started to grin. "That has got to be the sexiest thing you've said yet," she exclaimed. "I'm saying yes. That is a total yes to a hot shower," she started to jump around excitedly in her seat.

"Great," Jack clapped his hands together. "Now let's dump the car," he suggested.

"Um, why?" Martha was a little confused. "Don't we need it?" she pointed out.

"Corey's men will probably be looking for that car. If they are in the area, they'll see that car parked out the front and then we're dead meat," Jack explained.

"Okay," Martha nodded in understanding. "Just point me in the right direction," she told him.

"That way," Jack pointed into the trees. "And hurry it up. I need to lie down and take an aspirin. My fucking head hurts," he moaned as he rubbed his head.

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Martha rubbed her hands together gleefully as she watched Jack jiggle the key in the lock of their motel room. "Come on," she patted his back. "I'm freezing my butt off".

"Walla Princess, your master suite awaits," Jack teased as he pushed open the door and slapped her rear as she walked in.

"There are so many things I can say to you right now Holden; about your lame ass excuse of being gentlemanly, but I won't. I'd rather take a hot shower," Martha smirked at him. "I'm going first by the way," she then added quickly as she looked around the room. "It isn't the Hilton, but it'll do," she then said as she dumped her bag on the bed. She then grabbed a white bathrobe from the end of the bed and walked into the bathroom.

"So Princess, how about you share that hot shower with an irresistible man?" Jack grinned to himself. That'll piss her off, he thought to himself.

Martha pulled off her singlet and then her jeans before walking out of the bathroom; wearing only her black bra and underwear. "Irresistible, where?" she teased as she stood in the doorway.

Noting the sudden lose in words by Jack, Martha grinned. She slowly reached her hands behind her back and unclipped her bra. She slyly pulled it off and threw it across the room. It landed on the bed next to Jack. She smirked at him once more before turning around and walking back into the bathroom.

Jack's eyes almost popped out of his head as Martha stood in front of him; naked from the waist up. He could only guess that the look on his face was priceless. He had to give his head a good shake, just to remove himself from the trance he was in.


Quickly Jack stood up and as soon as he reached to bathroom door, Martha gave him an evil grin before slamming the door in his face.

"You dirty little tease," Jack knocked on the door politely.

"I heard that," Martha called to him through the door.

"I can wash you," Jack said in a sing song voice.

"How about you go eat dirt," Martha exclaimed as she held her hand over her mouth as she tried to control her laughs.

Jack chuckled to himself. She was fun. But he also knew that it wouldn't be a good idea if he slept with her. One night with her would probably destroy the desire for any other woman that he would have in his bed.

He let out a loud sigh when he heard Martha turn the shower on. Turning around, he walked back over to the bed. Cracking his neck and his back, he sat down. "Tonight is going to be a long night," he groaned.

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