A/N – So this is the longest chapter of this story yet! I know many have been curious about what Johnny was going to do with Lulu and her wet clothes and offered to give suggestions. I hope you like what I came up with! I hope you enjoy and please leave a review!

Chapter 4 - Details

Lulu sat in the tent waiting for Johnny to come back. It hadn't been long, but she was already missing him for some reason. She didn't like being alone in the cold and rain, but she hated being alone in the tent. She had felt so calm and safe when Johnny had been there, but now that she was alone she felt trapped and anxious. She heard a noise and was relieved to see Johnny coming into the tent. A slightly damper Johnny than she remembered.

"Sorry it took so long," Johnny muttered, carrying in a large bag.

"It's okay," Lulu said smiling. "What's in the bag?"

"Well, I put everything in this one bag because it is waterproof," Johnny explained. "So it's basically all of your normal camping gear."

"So, what's in the bag?" Lulu asked, laughing.

"What?" Johnny questioned, slightly confused.

"I don't think I've ever been camping, so I have no idea what all the normal camping gear is," Lulu answered.

"Oh, okay," Johnny said with a smile. "It's just a sleeping bag and a pillow. A lantern and some bug spray, which we will need whenever the rain stops."

"That's all you need to go camping?" Lulu wondered.

"For one night," Johnny answered. "If I was really going to stay for awhile, I would need pots and pans to cook food in and probably a grill of some kind. A cooler to keep drinks and other things that need to be kept cold in."

"I didn't know that," Lulu replied, before shivering slightly.

"You're cold," Johnny accused.

"Just a little," Lulu responded.

"I should get you out of those wet clothes," Johnny said.

"What?" Lulu asked, wide-eyed.

"No that's not...I meant staying in the wet clothes will make you sick," Johnny explained. "You should put dry clothes on."

"Well, I didn't exactly bring anything with me," Lulu pointed out.

"You could wear something of mine," Johnny offered. "I always have more than one change of clothes in the car and I brought them with me in the bag. You can see what fits best."

"Are you sure you don't mind?" Lulu questioned. "What about you? You're wet too."

"There is enough for both of us," Johnny assured her. "Change, I insist."

Lulu agreed and he handed her the options. All of the clothes would swallow her easily, so she chose the ones that looked the most comfortable. She thanked him and gave him back the rest. She started to change and then remembered she was with a stranger. He looked at her nervously.

"I can wait outside," he offered.

"No, you're not going back in the rain," Lulu argued. "We're both adults. I think we can handle me changing in here without it being awkward."

"Okay," Johnny agreed. "I'll just turn around."

"You should probably change to," Lulu commented. "You're almost as wet as I am."

"True," Johnny said with a laugh, before turning from her.

Lulu quickly stepped out of her wet clothes and into Johnny's sweat pants and sweat shirt. She instantly felt warmer and held back a contented sigh. She turned around to see Johnny still changing. He was halfway done, but his back was bare and Lulu was impressed. His muscles flexed as he pulled his shirt over his head and he turned back to Lulu. She closed her mouth, which had involuntarily fallen open while looking at Johnny and moved her eyes to the floor.

"See something you like?" he teased and she blushed.

"Do you camp often?" Lulu asked, trying to change the subject.

"Are you embarrassed about something?" Johnny questioned with a smirk.

"You didn't answer my question," Lulu replied.

"I've asked two that you haven't answered," Johnny countered.

"Who says I'm going to answer any of them?" Lulu asked.

"Why are you so stubborn?" Johnny wondered.

"Why do you keep asking me questions?" Lulu demanded and Johnny started laughing. "Again with the laughing at me."

"I'm sorry," Johnny responded. "It's just that I don't think I've ever known anyone like you."

"What does that mean?" Lulu questioned., shivering again.

"You're still cold," Johnny commented. "You should get in the sleeping bag."

"You only have one," Lulu reminded him. "I've already crashed your tent. I refuse to steal your sleeping bag too."

"I probably won't sleep anyway," Johnny assured her. "Take it, please."

"No way," Lulu replied, unable to stop herself from shivering again.

"Well," Johnny started and then looked down. "It's a pretty big sleeping bag. There's probably room for both of us. And given the fact that you're freezing, it may be a good idea to use body heat to get you warm."

"We don't even know each other," Lulu said skeptically.

"I promise not to try anything," Johnny said with a laugh.

"Maybe I will," Lulu countered.

"With the way you were looking at me earlier, it wouldn't surprise me," Johnny said, smirking and causing Lulu to blush.

"There is no way I'm sleeping next to a self-centered ass," Lulu said, feigning anger.

"Lucky for you, I'm a nice guy," Johnny replied. "Look, if you don't sleep in the sleeping bag, I won't either, which means a perfectly nice, warm sleeping bag would be wasted."

Lulu didn't know what to do. Almost every instinct she had told her to take the chance and get in the sleeping bag with Johnny. Her freezing cold skin was also rooting for that choice. However, her common sense was fighting to be heard and it was desperately trying to keep her away from the warmth of the sleeping bag. Her common sense lost.

"Okay," Lulu agreed. "I will share your sleeping bag with you."

Johnny smiled and unrolled the sleeping bag. She got in first and he followed. All of the coldness that was in her body was erased as Johnny put his arm around her to get comfortable. Although, normally she would have protested the action, she stayed quiet and snuggled slightly closer to Johnny's body. His head was resting on the pillow and hers was laying on his shoulder. She felt more at peace than she had in months and it scared her.

Why did she feel more comfort in the arms of a stranger than she had ever felt with any other man before?

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"Something is wrong," Lucky said adamantly as Nikolas paced the living room at Wyndamere. "Logan came to my place looking for Lulu to apologize and I said I hadn't seen her. He accused me of lying and then stormed off. After that I called Lu to check on her and she didn't answer."

"What about Spinelli?" Nikolas wondered.

"I checked with him and he filled me in on what Logan did to Lulu," Lucky answered. "And by the way, once we find Lulu, we need to handle that."

"Agreed," Nikolas said nodding. "What about Carly? Or even Jason?"

"Carly was a dead end and she said that Jason would have told her if Lulu came to him," Lucky replied.

"You think she took off?" Nikolas questioned.

"Makes sense," Lucky admitted. "She's enough like Dad that if things got bad, she might just run."

"She couldn't have gotten far on foot in this weather," Nikolas commented.

"What are you thinking?" Lucky wondered.

"That if we're going to find her, we better get started," Nikolas said, glancing at his watch. "She's probably stationary as long as it's raining, but after that she'll start moving again. We have a lot of ground to cover and we need a lead."

"As much as I hate to admit it, we should find Spinelli," Lucky replied. "He can tell us where Lulu was headed the last time she was seen on one of the cameras around town."

"Let's go," Nikolas said, walking out the door with Lucky on his heels.

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Johnny tried to ignore how great he felt. He didn't want to get used to the feeling and he certainly didn't want to let himself hope it would last. He could tell the rain had already lightened some and it was only a matter of time before it stopped completely. Lulu shifted slightly and he glanced down to see her staring up at him. He smiled shyly and she moved to face him more.

"What's wrong?" Johnny asked, hoping the answer was nothing.

"Why aren't you asleep?" Lulu wondered.

"I don't know, just thinking I guess," Johnny answered. "What about you?"

"Same," Lulu replied. "I'm not really tired."

"We could talk," Johnny offered. "That way we're not complete strangers anymore."

"What would we talk about?" Lulu questioned.

"What do you want to talk about?" Johnny countered.

"I want you to answer what I asked you earlier," Lulu responded.

"You'll have to be a little more specific," Johnny laughed.

"What did you mean when you said you've never known anyone like me?" Lulu wondered.

"That answer may take awhile," Johnny admitted.

"We seem to have time on our hands," Lulu stated.

"My life is full of people," Johnny started. "Mostly people I don't trust. A few I'm supposed to trust with my life, but I can't help but doubt. There have been three people that I have trusted. Two of them broke that trust and one died instilling it. My father and my sister are the first two. Both of them meant a lot to me and ended up abandoning me. My father, by losing his mind and my sister, by moving away. My mother is the one who died. She took a bullet that was meant for me and it killed her."

"If your father lost his mind, he isn't to blame for abandoning you," Lulu said softly. "I don't understand why you feel like he is."

"He lost his mind when my mother died," Johnny replied. "A time when I needed someone the most, he wasn't there. Then he shut himself off from the world, which I think is why he became so mentally unstable."

"Do you still see him?" Lulu wondered.

"Every day," Johnny answered. "I still live with him because he can't handle me not being there. He sees me as his only link to my mother and he is better if I'm around."

"Wow," Lulu said, blinking several times. "That is a long story, but it doesn't answer my question."

"I was getting there," Johnny laughed. "A little patience please."

Johnny almost disclosed the full truth about his father being the one to shoot his mother, but he kept that to himself. Aside from Trevor and Anthony, no one knew that Anthony had shot Maria and Johnny didn't think he could or should tell Lulu about it. That was a secret too dark for someone whose eyes shone so brightly.

"Anyway, for some reason I can't explain, I find myself trusting you," Johnny continued. "I naturally answer you honestly and share things with you that I usually keep to myself. I haven't really trusted someone in over fifteen years, but you, I do."

"But you have trusted people before," Lulu noted. "What makes me unlike anyone else?"

"You're the first blonde I've ever trusted," Johnny replied, laughing and Lulu rolled her eyes. "Seriously, you are the first stranger I've ever met that I've trusted instantly."

"Do you want to know something?" Lulu asked and Johnny nodded. "I kind of trust you too and that is strange for me. I normally don't trust people right away and I try to keep from trusting them at all because when I do, they usually betray me. But with you, it's like I know you and I have this feeling that you wouldn't hurt me. So, I trust you."

"I would never want to hurt you," Johnny responded. "Or see you hurt by anyone. Which leads me to a question I have for you."

"What?" Lulu asked.

"What are you running from?" Johnny wondered.