Taking a draw off my cigarette I flicked the ashes out the window and looked at my driver.

"You know, you don't have to tell my dad about last night." John looked over at me for a second and put in a what looked like a mixed CD. "Here I thought you was the type to not care and own up to things." I rolled my eyes and leaned in my seat while placing my heel clad feet on the dash. I normally didn't wear hills but I was only five foot and standing next to John and the others, I had a feeling I needed to just to feel like I wasn't a kid looking up all day.

"Feet off now."

I looked over at John and smirked before bringing my knees back and

letting my heels slid with the curves on his glove box. I could sense at every curve his mood going down hill and I smirked letting them slid a little more hoping it left a mark but didn't realize he was pulling off until the car stopped and I heard a door slam shut.

"Get out of the car." I looked at him and smirked while getting out of the car. Though I took a breath in when he slammed his hands on either side of my head and backed up.

"Listen I could care less if you like me or love but you sure as hell will respect me. You will get nothing in this life from anybody without respect, respect is not given with out earned little girl. Now this didn't have to go this far, but until you say you are sorry and you will not disrespect me we are not going anywhere." I growled at John's serious face, I knew all about respect and I had never got any from anyone besides my mother and especially not from a man. Pushing him off me I kicked the snow with my heel and began to walk away from the car and John.

"I can do bad all by myself and I'm damn sure not going to show respect to anyone."

It was cold and I felt the snow starting to pick up again, falling on my face as I continued to walk. Honestly I had no idea where I was going but I knew I was getting away from him one way or another.

"Jocelyn, come back here. I won't tell you again." I looked back at him and just stood there. I couldn't bring myself to go back over to him and shock my head as I began walking again. I knew he would probably follow me and I was right as I heard the engine start as my heels tried to slid on the snowing ice covered road.

"Jocelyn, get in the car you're going to end up getting killed or kidnapped."

I stopped and looked at John. "Maybe he's right." Sighing I nodded and got back into the car as he started to drive again. Maybe I should show a little respect to John, It's not everyday that a man thinks about a women getting killed or kidnapped also it's not everyday that they pay for your half of a hotel. Or even let you sleep almost twenty hours while he stays up and drive threw snow.

"OK, now I fell like shit."

"I'm sorry." I heard John chuckle and I blinked looking at him. "Is that all you have to say, after you act all crazy." John snorted and I growled as I stood and managed my way into the tiny back seat. Grabbing one of John's arms I slowly pulled the sleeve of his jacket and worked my way to the other before pulling it out from behind him. I had to say he was very nice to me not like romantic nice but compassionate nice as I laid down and pulled the coat over me.

Jerking up, I tried to breath as I held my chest.

"Hey you OK?"

I looked over at John and finally calmed my breathing. Leaning back against the seat I blushed feeling completely embarrassed and just wanted to hide behind a huge bolder. Looking out the window, I wondered where we was, It seemed like we was in the middle of no where with completely snow covered roads and a huge amount of surrounding trees. "OK, yeah we just slid I know we did." Before I could even react I felt the car spinning and all I could do was pull my knees up to my chest. It seemed like time was passing by me as we started to slow down, the whole car jerked and I felt my head connect with the windshield as my world started to spin.

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Three hours later-

Groaning I opened my eyes holding my head, instantly I looked around and check myself over before looking over at John though there was no John in the driver's seat. I felt a panic attack coming on as I tried to catch my breathing. Opening the door I stood on wobbly legs, holding onto the side of the car to make sure I didn't fall. My head was still spinning, but I couldn't calm down until I found John. This wasn't the first wreck I was in, the last one I was in my best friend nearly died and I carried him for two hours too an police station. Feeling my head start to get lighter I looked at the front of the car and sighed. It wasn't that bad but there was a really big impression of a tree in the middle and the windshield was intact but you could clearly see where my head had hit with the spider like shatter.

"John! Where the fuck are you!"

Finally dropping to my knees, I balanced myself with my hands in front of me and let my head fall. Pulling myself back up by the car hood, I sighed at the snow falling and the cool feeling it was giving my heated form. Fear was creeping up on me as I looked around trying to spot any signs of where John could have gone. "Surely he wouldn't have left me here." Starting to hear twigs break and leaves crinkle I panicked and leaned into the car trying to find the keys with shaky hands.

"Shit!" Finally finding the keys, I ran to the trunk and rummaged threw my bag before finally finding what I was looking for. I suddenly loved the fact that I thought ahead.

Turning I pointed the pistol and was going to fire until my arm was twisted and behind my back and what felt like a sumo wrestlers forearm at the throat. Grumping, I looked around and done the only thing I could think of, I brought my foot back and hit the person where it really hurts.

"Damn it Jocelyn, calm down!"

Turning I looked and started to cry.

I ran landing on my jean clad knees in front of John, touching his face and arms making sure he wasn't hurt and though there wasn't any major ones there was a mark on his check below the shapely face and many marks on his arms. finally breaking I clung to him crying, I couldn't think nor even mutter a I'm sorry. Feeling him wrap his arms around me I could breath easy for just that moment.

"It's time to grow up Jocelyn." I blinked and came to realized what shape we was really in, we was In the middle of no where, it was what felt like fifteen degrees outside and the car was totaled. My breathing picked up, clinching on to his shirt tighter I tried to fight back the panic attack and collect what remind of my self control. Being cursed with panic attacks didn't help me with anything, John seemed calm though almost focused on many levels.

"Listen to me Jocelyn, you have to concentrate on getting out of here. We aren't in a very safe place, we don't have time for anything but walking right now it's going to be dark soon and there is no signal for cell phones here. You must keep up with me and keep that gun with you."

I looked at him confused as he talked and held my face with both hands making sure I was looking at him. I nodded, sticking the pistol in the edge of my pants but I flinched and help my hip. I couldn't believe as I looked down that I hadn't noticed the small but deep gash on my hip. Pulling my hand away I looked at John and back to my bloody hand.

"Maybe I should have taken that survival class."

"Get in the car, lean back and don't move OK?"

I nodded at John and made my way to the passenger seat in.

"Damn it, Jocelyn did you move what was under my seat?"

Raising an eyebrow I shook my head no when he finally found what he was looking for. A fifth of Jack Daniels that maybe had about two inches left in the bottle. Looking down I noticed my white jeans wear stained with red, the gash was still bleeding while I tried putting presser to stop the bleeding as John came over to my side and handed me the bottle of Jack.

"Drink unless you want to feel the pain."

Downing the drink in a minute, I smirked at John who laughed and pulled out a emergency kit. It wasn't long before the drink kicked in and I watched every move John made as the needle went in and out of the skin on my hip. As soon as he tied off the end, he padded the blood away and poured pure alcohol over it. I tried to raise up but John pushed me back down.

"Wait here, I'm going to get you a change of cloths and then we have to start walking."

I nodded and went into thought as I heard John mumbling something under his breath.

"I have to be bad luck or something, It never fails when I'm around someone something is going to happen. Even with people that are forced to be around me. It's not fair on their part, why am I cursed with this? Everyone wonders why I stay clear of people well because simply I am bad luck."

I let John help me up and hand me a pair of green pants and a gray cropped sweater.

"You shouldn't need help changing, I'm going to see if I still have some camping gear so just change over in the woods or something." I laughed and nodded as I walked in heels into the snow fill woods.

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"What the hell are we to do now John?"

We had been walking for almost two hours and It was starting to get dimmer almost like I could see the light flashing away as we walked down the snowy road. John hadn't said anything to me as we walked and I started to feel worse and worse. The tempter had dropped again and seemed that the woods where getting more ominous. Eventually I caught up with John and slowly tugged on the dirty shirt.

"John, Can we please stop now? My hip is killing me."

He stopped and turned to look at me, he had a look of thought in his eyes as he looked around before nodding. I followed him into the woods and smiled when he finally motioned for me to sit. John almost looked angry but from what he had told me he wasn't, I couldn't help wondering where we was and how far was we from the arena as he rolled out a sleeping bag and started a fire.

"You can have the sleeping bag. Go get some water and a few pieces of wood, if you want the fire to last that is." I stuck my tongue out at him as he handed me a metal bucket. It had only been five minutes and the woods seemed to be getting darker by the second as I picked up the last piece of wood I could carry with the bucket in hand too. Things seem to have been sliding under my heels as I followed my old prints back to john and when I finally showed I was blown away, he had a fire going that I could feel the heat off over three feet away.

"How is your hip?" Dropping the wood near him, I motioned for him to look as I drank a little bit of the water. It wasn't bad though he informed me that it had to be cleaned again before I got in the sleeping bag for the night.

"John, theres only one sleeping bag, mind telling me where the hell you're sleeping?"

He chuckled as he pushed snow off a log and draped a tiny blanket over it. I frowned , we may have been in the woods but there was no need in sleeping with no blanket and on a log. Sitting on the sleeping bag I rubbed my freezing stomach as I watched John try to lay on the skinny log.

"You know, I think you're a little wide for that."

He never said anything as he just rolled onto his side so I was seeing his back. Every now and again I seen the muscles in his back twitch or him shiver and I growled in frustration. He didn't have to sleep on a skinny log no, it can't feel good nor was he going to if I had any say so.

TO BE CONTUNIED.

(A's note- Hello lady and gents, I know it has been a long time, life seems to get in the way sometimes. Hopefully this chapter is not too bad, I tried my best with being half asleep and cleaning all at the same time. Anywho, Updated profile and there is now links to playby's and signatures I've have recently done for this story and my other. Well, R&R I'll thank you in the next chapter. :D)