Hey guys I hope you have enjoyed the story so far. Sorry I haven't updated in awhile. My power went off after a big storm so I haven't been able to update in a couple of days. Now that I have power though, I hope to update daily.

Please let me know if you liked this chapter and if I had any spelling or grammar mistakes since I'm not the most amazing writer.

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Claire woke up bundled in blankets and cold. She sighed and realized where she was. The slide that she was sleeping in didn't offer as much protection from the cold as she thought. She wiped her eyes and looked around at her surroundings. She breathed in the cool air and checked her phone. 4:30 a.m. exactly when she always woke up, her internal alarm clock was as accurate as a person in war. She slowly got out of the slide and packed her clothes in her backpack. She took a deep breath as she realized how much pain she was in. She remembered the previous night and the fight she got into. She closed her eyes and thought of how close she was to being caught and taken back to her home that was more like hell.

Claire changed her sweatshirt that was covered in blood and headed towards the house she knew her friend Zachariah was staying in. Being able to run in the morning was amazing. She was able to run away from the previous place that she was staying and never had to look back.. there's nothing like it. No one was out because of how early she was up and she felt alive being the only one on the streets.

She entered the house Zachariah was staying in and she began walking towards his room. As she was walking she took in the sight of seeing everyone joined together in shelter. As she was walking in the living room there was about six people sprawled out on the floor all bundled together fighting off their their nightmares. In the kitchen all that was in the cupboards was popcorn, saltine crackers and tea to fill them up as much as possible. She walked down the hallway and turned to the first door on the left ... The room that she used to stay in. She entered the room and walked over to the first set of bunk beds and sat in the bottom bunk and turned to Zachariah.

Zachariah knew something was wrong and put his arm around his "little sister's" shoulders and held her close to him, "What's wrong Gracey?" Claire smiled at that name. Only Zach and the rest of the members of the gang called her Grace but only he could call her Gracey. She smiled because of the safety she felt and it only took someone saying that name to remember the past when she was apart of the gang.

"So what happened?" Zachariah asked and immediately Grace's face fell as she began retelling the events from last night.

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"Maura," Jane yelled "come on Maura, it shouldn't take this long to get ready for a run!"

"Fine Jane, I'll be done in a second"

During their run Maura could tell Jane was off, but she did not want to upset her by bringing it up considering she had a pretty good feeling it was about the young girl from last night. So she made other small talk and knew once they got down to the station Jane would be at ease after telling Korsak and Frost what happened.

One Week Later

"Korsak what did you say?" Jane asked stunned.

"Jane.. we found her." Korsak replied once more, hiding the smile growing on his face. "She's at a local college prep school that we found based on the uniform that you described was in her backpack when you checked for a weapon at the scene."

Jane smiled "What are we waiting for I'm going to get Maura and then we'll go get her."

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