CHRIS POV
Michael took one car, and Nick and Gabriel took the other. They were driving around to see if they could find anything to help find the girls. Chris and Becca were left to search the motel.
They began by searching the motel they had been taken from and Becca hadn't said a word the entire time. Chris was getting worried.
"You ok Bex?" he asked her.
She looked up at him and nodded her head, but Chris wasn't convinced.
He went over to her and took her hands in his, "hey, tell me what's wrong."
She paused and closed her eyes before she spoke, "It's my fault, I should have saved them. I got away and I went to help them but they told me to run." She opened her eyes again and looked up at him "Why would I listen to them? I should have stayed and helped them, none of this would of happened if I hadn't of been so stupid," tears starting pouring from her eyes as she said this.
Chris pulled her into his arms. He rested one arm on her waist and the other behind her head as she buried her face into his chest.
"Becca, none of this was your fault. You didn't do anything wrong." He assured her.
"But what if I had of saved them, then we wouldn't have another problem added to the never ending list of problems already," she said into his chest.
Chris pulled back, "and what if you had of tried to save them but got caught as well. We wouldn't have any idea where to start looking for you. You did the right thing Becca."
She had stopped crying but there was still one tear sitting on her cheek. Chris used his thumb to wipe it away then kissed her forehead.
"We should keep looking," said Becca, "there's obviously nothing here, where else could we look?"
"It's only 8 and the reception opens at 9, we could see if we can find anything out about Aaron."
They left the room and started down the hall way, Becca linked her fingers with Chris' as they headed towards the reception.
BECCA POV
Becca and Chris arrived at the back of the reception where a small window was left half open.
"Becca, there's no way I'll fit through there and you are not going by yourself, we have to find another way in."
"There is no other way in, the door and all the other windows are locked. I'll go in and you wait here." She started to climb up but Chris stopped her.
"Wait, can we at least look one more time?" he asked her.
"We've already looked twice; the only way we're going to get in is through this window. Once I'm in I'll open it up all the way so you can come through."
Chris nodded his head but he still seemed to dislike the idea.
She climbed through the window and turned to open it wider for Chris but it wouldn't budge. She looked up and noticed that it had been locked into place.
"It isn't going to open any more than this," she told him.
"Then climb out and we'll try something else,"
She knew this was the only place they'd find anything so she said "just let me look around, I'll be fine."
"Becca wait…" she ignored him and walked further into the office.
She looked around for a few minutes but found nothing. Then she noticed that in the back each employee had their own locker. She looked through all the names and saw Aarons. The keys had been left in the locks so she opened it. There was some food, money and a file. She grabbed the file and decided she would read through it later with Chris. Suddenly she heard voices. She looked through the front window and saw Chris talking to a lady. He shot a quick glance in her direction, telling her to hurry. She was about to leave when she saw something that caught her eye. Another locker, but the name on this one read "Tyler". It couldn't be. She didn't have much time, but she opened the locker and saw a mess of papers. They were all old pay slips except one. It was a letter from someone. Becca noticed the name "Merrick" in the letter and decided it was important so she grabbed it and closed the locker. She ran back to the window and climbed out. Seconds later she heard the front door open and the lights turned on. She sighed in relief and sat against the wall. After a few moments she was joined by Chris who pulled her up. Together they returned to the boy's room.
