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Chapter 21: Nearly Caught Again

Kevin's PoV:

Harry puts on his coat and collects his and my items and the bag. He makes sure all the lights are turned off. Then, he picks me up from the bed, bridal style, yet again, and carries me over to the door. He manages to open the door and carries me out, closing the door behind him with his foot. He heads down the stairs and exits the front door.

Once we're out of the motel, a gust of cold wind blows over me. I shiver and move in a little closer to Harry. Harry sets me down on the ground, hanging onto my arm. I don't know why, though, because I can't go anywhere with my feet duct taped together... He opens the passenger door, lifts me up by my underarms, and sits me down on the bench seat of the van. He lays me down and takes my coat out of his bag and lays it over me. He makes sure my feet are inside before closing the van door. I hear him open the back doors of the van. Suddenly, he opens the driver's door and hops in. He starts the van and backs out of the parking lot. He starts driving. All's I can see is the nighttime sky and the tops of lit-up buildings. He then starts talking. He says, "I'm gonna drop off those pictures at the Post Office, after I find that envelope I have in here somewhere, then we're gonna keep on driving," I close my eyes and face the back of the seat, trying to hide my tears. We're just getting farther and farther away from home... I curl up into my coat, as we pull into somewhere else...

A Little While Later...

I wake up, and the vehicle's still in motion. I feel that the heat is on in the van, which is good, because it's cold outside. "You're awake," I hear Harry's voice. "We've been on the road for a few hours. It's nearly morning." I turn my head, and I see the sunlight starting to shine in through the windshield. I close my eyes, because I'm blinded by the light (great song XD). It's too early and I'm too tired for this sunlight. I turn my head back over and face the seat. "I dropped off those pictures at the Post Office earlier. Hopefully, your parents will retrieve them soon." Harry turns on the radio, and the music comes on. The song Let it Ride by Bachman-Turner Overdrive plays. I love this song... It brings back memories of home... I love their music. At least it's something that I like, while I'm stuck here in this Hell. Mom, Dad, where are you?...

Kate's PoV:

I get out of bed early. I couldn't sleep, anyway... Knowing my baby's out there with a complete stranger frightens me more than you know it... Well, I guess Harry isn't a stranger to Kevin, because of what happened last year... But still, he's out there, scared, wondering if and when he'll be saved...

I head downstairs and turn on the TV in the dining room. The morning news is on. Streaming across the bottom of the screen is still about the Amber Alert about my baby. I change the channel, and switch to early morning comedy, Fresh Prince of Bel-Air. We always watch this show. Kevin loves it. I miss him so much... Why aren't the police trying harder to find him? Why? "Kate?" Peter's voice startles me.

"Oh, hi, Peter."

"Watching Fresh Prince, are you?" I nod. "What are you doing up so early?"

"Couldn't sleep."

"I understand. I couldn't really sleep, either."

"Why aren't they trying harder to find him?"

"What?"

"I said, why aren't they trying harder to find him?"

"They're doing the best that they can, hon."

"They're not doing their best. If they were doing their best, he would've been found by now..."

"They have police searching all over for the van. Kevin will be found, safe and sound, I know it. We're going to find him, Katie..." I bow my head, trying to hold back the tears. "Listen to me. Look at me," I look up at Peter, and he says, sternly, "We are going to find him. Understand? We have a smart, brave little boy. He will be fine."

"He misses us terribly... I know he does..."

"Katie, he'll be fine, OK? He'll be just fine..."

Kevin's PoV:

It's now officially morning, and we still haven't stopped driving. I'm scared... Where are we going? "We'll be driving a bit longer, until we reach the next town. There, we'll get you some new clothes," Harry's voice cuts in, interrupting my thoughts. I look up at him, desperate, scared, and in pain. "Don't look at me like that, kid. Though, I suppose it's better than you lipping to me." I continue to look at him, trying to get his attention that I'm hurt and not feeling well. "I suppose we should get your head looked at. We'll have to go to one of those private doctors." I sigh with relief. I usually hate going to the doctor's, but in this case, I'm thankful that I am. "Go back to sleep or something." he says in his usual annoyed tone. We continue on driving to God knows where...

To be Continued...

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A/N: Thanks for reading! Review positively please! Thank you! I said the song Let it Ride by Bachman-Turner Overdrive came on the radio, because I was listening to that song at that time. XD And, for more useless information: I watched My Girl last night and cried... MacAulay, stop being in sad movies! Anyway, what will happen to Kevin next? You'll see! ;) Ciao!

- Termina's Hero1234