I hope you enjoyed the second chapter. I would again like to thank paranoidbychoice, and my co-writer 6464MiniDieofRandomness, for being the only ones who reviewed… (sigh). If you review, I will also be putting your name in my next author note… So, yeah. Chapter Three.

That night, Wally dreamt about a young woman. She was running, but Wally couldn't tell from what. He felt her fear, could hear her breathing hard. He dreamt about a small child, alone in the dark. Wally could see the small boy's face, his cheeks stained with tears. He woke up, just as the woman in his dream was dragged off.

When his brother Josh, the artistic one, woke up, Wally just had to ask a favor of him. "Could you draw something for me?"

"Sure, what do you need?"

"It's a person- a woman, I saw in a dream last night. I just feel like she's important somehow," He explained. He also described every detail he could remember: Her softly curled, shoulder length hair, the dark lipstick she wore, everything.

After about an hour, Josh gave Wally the picture. "She looks good. You know who she is?"

"No. I just felt like she was important somehow." He also crossed off the names of the men on his 'missing people' list. He figured finding his mother would lead to finding his dad.

Traveling to LA a few days later was unbearable. The children were lucky they even got on the plane. It was Caroline's acting, plus Wally's quick thinking, that got them here. Wally thought back to before leaving the airport…

The two of them walked up to the ticket counter. "Can I help you?" the lady asked politely. "Are you lost?"

Caroline shook her head, making her black ponytail wave. "We need two tickets to LA, please."

"Well, where are your parents? Can you pay for the tickets?"

"You don't understand!" Caroline exclaimed dramatically. "We need to go to La to find his parents! He's adopted, and he needs to find them!" Several people stared.

Wally spoke up. "Please excuse my sister. She- she's a mental patient. Our parents are in LA, so we need to-"

"THEY'RE EVERYWHERE!" Caroline screamed, catching on to Wally's idea. "They lurk in the shadows, watching your every move! THEY'RE COMING!"

Wally turned to his screaming 'sister' and asked softly, "Who's coming Caroline?"

She looked absolutely terrified. "The vampires." She whispered. Suddenly, she changed her tone. "But I can save you! I'm Caroline the Vampire Slayer!" She struck a dramatic pose.

Yeah, she has… schizophrenia, bipolar disorder… She's a mess." Wally explained awkwardly. "Can we just have our tickets please?"

The adult, obviously stunned, handed him two tickets. "Gate Nine. It's going to be on your left." She directed.

"Thank you."

"DON'T LET THEM GET YOU!"

As Wally sat on the claustrophobic plane, he thought about what Caroline had said. "So, uh… vampires? What was that all about? And "Caroline the Vampire Slayer'? Care to explain?"

Caroline smirked. "It's Beth's newest obsession. She's hooked on this TV show called, like, Bunny the Vampire Slayer, or something like that."

Caroline fell asleep about ten minutes later. Wally looked over to his sleeping friend, thinking, She looks so peaceful. Was her hair always so shiny? Why didn't I notice? He didn't know for sure, but, as he drifted to sleep, he thought he was starting to fall in love with his sworn rival turned trusted friend, 10-year-old Caroline Malloy.

The next think Wally knew, Caroline was waking him up. "Wally, Waaallyyy, Wally, we've landed.

"Leave me alone Peter." He mumbled.

What really woke him up was Caroline punching him in the shoulder saying, "I am not your brother! I'm Caroline, trying to wake you up, because it's 9 in the morning, and our plane just landed in Los Angeles!"

"Oh, uh… sorry. I was thinking about my brothers."

They made their way through the airport terminal, and passed a television with the news channel. "Two children were reported missing yesterday in West Virginia." The reporter stated, as pictures of Caroline and Wally showed onscreen. "There is also security footage of the children buying tickets at a local airport. If anyone sees these children, or is aware of their location, you are asked to call…" They took off running.

"We have to get new clothes, or we'll be recognized." Wally announced, holding Caroline's hand, and running out into the streets of Los Angeles. Everywhere, they saw people. On the sidewalks, in cars, and going in and out of buildings. "I'm not so sure about this," Caroline whispered with doubt. "This is a lot of people."

Wally gave her the drawing. "Look for her," he told her with confidence. "I think this is her. I think."

"You think? Where'd you get this? She looks like you!"

"I had a dream about her before we left. I think we just have to look for her."

They started walking slowly down the sidewalk, taking in every sight they could.

"You kids aren't lost, are you?" a mysterious voice called from behind them.

So, that's where I'm ending it. If you want more of the story, please review. I hope you enjoyed chapter 3, and chapter four, when I write it… Until then, review, and tell me what you think, what you want in chapters to come, or heck, even how annoying you think my author's notes are. Haha, I'm dead serious, too.