Author's Note: Here's their conversation! I hope you laugh a little (honestly, I did when I wrote it...)Keep Reading! (I know this one's a little short...)
Still not mine
Chapter 4: Almost
I woke up in a frenzy of feelings; happiness, sadness and a surge of crazy hormones. I knew I wasn't going to sleep the rest of the night. I picked up the phone. It rang a few times.
"If you try any funny business, I'll hang up."
"Babe?"
"Hi," eloquence at its best.
"Where are you?"
"Honestly, I don't know." I looked out the window, just to make sure there weren't any black SUV's outside.
"Babe, we're not that fast." He said, reading my thoughts.
"Just making sure."
He paused. "Why are you calling?"
I didn't know what to say. I had a dream about you and having your child and needed to call you? Yeah, that would go over well.
"Babe?"
"I don't know why I called. I'm sorry." I hung up. I just hung up. Wow, was that a cop out or what? Then my phone started to ring.
"Hello?"
"There was a reason, now tell me."
"How did you do that?"
"Redial, babe." Damn, I forgot to block the number.
"Yeah, you did."
"Fine, then tell me what state I'm in."
"If you don't know where you are…"
"I at least know what state I'm in." Duh, hasn't he seen the signs? They're huge.
"Babe…"
"Tell me."
"South Dakota."
"Nope."
"You're stalling."
Damn straight.
"Why are you stalling?"
"Because I can?"
"Are you seriously doing this?"
"Am I?"
"Babe," he sighed. Uh-oh. Never a good sign when Batman sighs.
"I miss you."
"Tell me where you are and you won't have to."
"God, Ranger, don't you think I want to? But its better this way."
"You think so?"
"You need a relatively stable private life. Not someone who can get you shot at every five seconds."
"Babe, you make me stable."
"Ranger, don't do this."
"You balance me out. Make me less crazy."
"Don't," tears were collecting in my eyes.
"I love you and I need you."
"God, Ranger, just stop. Stop looking, stop trying, stop waiting. I'm not good enough for you." This time I hung up and turned the phone off. I didn't want to talk to him anymore.
Ranger's POV
"Tank, trace the last call on my cell. It was Stephanie." I got out of bed and began packing my bag. I needed to get to her before she did something completely stupid. Tank called me back and told me where she was, and I ran down the stairs, peeled out of the garage and called the airport. I was going to Nebraska.
Five hours later, I was driving through the small town she was calling from. I didn't know what I was looking for, but I was hoping that I could rely on instincts to find her. After roaming around the town for thirty minutes, I stopped at the one gas station. There was a little old lady behind the counter.
"Have you seen this woman?" I showed the attendant a picture of Steph.
"Are you the man she's running from?"
"Yes, but I didn't beat her up."
"I knew that. I could tell by the look in her eye."
I raised an eyebrow.
"She looked like she was running away from someone she loved, not someone who abused her."
"How long ago?"
She thought for a moment. "About ten minutes ago."
I got excited. I could catch her. "Which way did she go?"
"East, just make a right out of here."
"Thank you." I was more grateful to that woman than I had been to anyone in my entire life.
I called Tank when I got back onto the road. "Go get her, man. And bring Bombshell home," he told me. I sped through the day, praying I would catch her.
Stephanie's POV
Damn plains. Don't have bathrooms for miles, I thought while crouching in the nearby bush.
It was making me miss my apartment even more. At least when I got tired, I always had a nice place to crash, where Rex would be waiting for me. But I knew that I was missing more than the wonderful comfort of my pet hamster. I missed my friends, and oddly enough, my mother. I probably missed the food more than anything…
When I had finished, I walked back to my car. I noticed a black BMW speed by. The driver was white-knuckling it. And he looked like…Ranger.
Nah, it couldn't be.
Could it?
Crap. What if he found me?