They arrived at the room which was on the third floor and Connor slipped the the card in and out of the slot quickly opening the door. He held it open for Cheryl and she entered looking around, taking in the room. There were to double beds next to each-other,two night tables with a lamp on each, mini fridge, closet, bathroom, and TV. "Pretty nice for a truck stop place," she thought. Connor walked in from the doorway closing the door behind him. Cheryl walked over and sat on the end of the bed closest to the wall. Connor joined her, putting his arm around her. Cheryl leaned her head against Connor's shoulder. They sat there for awhile, just glad to have a moment where they felt safe. Connor moved the hair out of Cheryl's face and tucked it gently behind her ear. She was going to mis that. She was going to miss his smile, his hugs, and his kiss. Cheryl put those thoughts away and concentrated on the moment of bliss enjoying every second of it. Connor turned his head and kissed the top of Cheryl's head. Cheryl moved her head and put her lips to his. His kisses were just like the first time. They made her feel wonderful, safe, and loved. She moved her arms so that they were around his neck and he moved his so that they were around her waist. The kiss deepened as they moved so that they were both lying on the bed. Cheryl lay underneath Connor and they only broke the kiss a few times so that they could breathe. Connor moved one of his hands so that it rested on the bottom hem of her shirt. He broke the kiss and looked at Cheryl, making sure it was okay. She nodded and he slowly slid his hand underneath her shirt and rested his hand upon her right breast. They kissed for a few more minutes and then they broke apart, both of them breathing hard. They laid next to each-other, Connor held Cheryl in his arms.

"I love you," said Connor.

"I love you too,"she responded and she meant it. It didn't take long for Connor to fall asleep. As soon as Cheryl was sure he was sleeping soundly she separated herself from him and got up from the bed. She gathered her things and put them all in her bag. She walked over to Connor's sleeping body and stood there by his side. She bent down and kissed him on the lips. After that she straightened herself and lingered for a few seconds by his side. She took one last look at his face and felt her eyes swell up as tears streamed down her face. She quickly wiped them away and took a deep breath, turning way and making her way to the door. She opened it and disappeared into the night, leaving all she loved behind.

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Connor

The sun shone brightly through the part in the curtains and shone upon the attractive figure sleeping in the bed. Connor stirred and then blinked his eyes startled by the brightness and trying to wake himself up. First thing Connor did was put his left hand on the other side of him meaning to gently shake Cheryl awake. His hand felt nothing, but the bedspread. Connor sat up in bed quickly and searched with his eyes all over the room. He looked to his left and saw nothing, he was alone. He got out of bed, thinking she must be in the bathroom. He walked over to the bed and pushed the bathroom door open, what he saw made him widen his eyes in disbelief. The bathroom was as empty as the night they came. Connor stood there by the bathroom completely still, consumed with worry and shock. "Maybe she went down to get some breakfast," he thought and ran out the door, down the stairs, through the parking lot, and into the lobby where breakfast was held. Connor saw a couple of families and a few lone travelers, but Cheryl was nowhere in sight. His last hope was that she had gone to talk to Henry about something. "Yeah," he thought, "That must be it." He ran back the way he came and went next door to Henry's room. He knocked frantically on the door until a very annoyed Uncle Henry answered the door.

"Connor," he said sleepily, letting out a yawn, "It's eight in the morning, what is so freaking important that your banging on my door like your life depends on it." Henry caught site of Connor's face and his tone changed to one of extreme worry. "What's wrong?" he asked.

"Is Cheryl with you?" he asked anxiously.

"No," said Henry, "She's not." Connor pushed past Henry and into the room. He slumped to the ground in-front of the bed. He put his hands over his face and hung his head in sorrow. Henry walked over and knelt next to Connor. "Connor," he said, "What's happened?" he asked. Connor let his hands fall into his lap and looked into his Uncle's face, tears streaming down.

"She's gone," he said, "Cheryl's gone."