Hi again my writer's block is over but I have been pretty busy in school so please forgive me and thank you for being patient. Please review and let me know what you think.

I woke up and was struck with an uncanny urgency to move. I had no clue why I felt like this but I believe it was my mother's spirit looking out for me. I rolled of the bed and not a moment too soon because as soon as i hit the floor i heard a gunshot and there was a bullet hole in the pillow right where my head was. Then I poked my head up to see where it came from and i nearly got shot again. I later found out that the only reason it missed was because of a defect in the bullet that caused it to change it's trajectory. It was at this moment that I saw Tony coming to down the glass hallway towards my room. I knew I had to stop him before he reached my room because if I was right about who was holding the gun, she would not care who she killed as long as she killed her target. So I decided to make a run for it and try to get to Tony before he made it to my room. I counted to three and then I Bolted out of the room and another three or four bullets flew past my head and one of them nicked my shoulder. I kept running and then Tony saw me running towards him but I didn't stop when I reached him, I just said to follow me. I raced right past the elevators and took the stairs down to the parking garage. I told Tony to give me the keys and his phone. I got in the car and called a number I hadn't called in over ten years. I called my father's number and put it on speakerphone. when he picked up I cut him off and started to speak in Hebrew. I told him that I needed a safe house, and then I explained the situation to him. Meanwhile I was driving through the back roads of Virginia. Then He gave me the address and I thanked him and ended the call. Two hours later I pulled up to the house with Tony asleep in the passenger seat. I woke him up and then we went in. I told him to go to the upstairs bathroom and to grab the first aid kit. When he came back I got the bullet out of my shoulder and wrapped it in gauze. Then I just sat there worrying about what I would say to Tony about the situation at the hospital, but he never asked about it. He set about finding something to eat and told me to go upstairs and take a shower. When I was done I put on a robe and went downstairs. I sat down to eat and he just sat there watching me. After dinner I asked him why he hadn't asked me anything about the situation. He said it was because he trusted me and that he knew if and when he needed to know I would tell him.