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out again, or what he was going to do if she didn't show up.

    "Heather, we need to go. They could come back at any moment, and we can't be here if they do."

    "Why? What did I do? I didn't do anything wrong."

    This wasn't getting anywhere, and they really couldn't stay here any longer.

    "Heather, look at me." He walked over and grabbed her chin, turning her face in his direction. Looking into her eyes, he said again. "Heather, we need to go. Come with me."

    The distraught teen smacked his hand away from her and stood up. "I'm not going anywhere until I find out what happened to my family."

    Great he thought. Strike two. I'm not batting a thousand today.

    "Heather, these are bad men, we can't stay here. Hell, I'm not sure we can stay at my house, but it's better than right here where they're expecting to find you."

    "You go if you want, but I'm not going anywhere." She walked to the phone on the table next to the bed, and picked up the receiver.

    "Heather."

    She dialed three quick numbers

    "Heather, who are you calling?"

    He heard the clear voice of a woman come over the phone. "911, please state the nature of your emergency."

    "I need to speak with the sheriff." Heather answered.

    "Heather, don't..." he walked to her.

    "Stay away from me!" She choked, and tried to push him away with one arm.

    "Ma'am, are you in danger?" He heard the woman's voice over the phone.

    He couldn't believe this was happening. After all the trouble he went through for her, all the things that he'd done just to protect her, it was all about to unwind right before him, and he was helpless to do anything about it.

    "Heather, you're not thinking clearly. We need to talk."

    "Talk about what?" she asked as tears ran down from her eyes, as she looked up at him

    "Ma'am, are you in trouble, do you need assistance?" The voice squawked.

    "Those people could have been the police, and if they are, they were looking for you."

    "Why? Why would the police of taken my Mama?" She sobbed again.

    "Ma'am, what is the address you're calling from?"

    Brian reached over and hung the phone up with his finger, as the woman continued to talk on the other side of it.

    "I think it had something to do with the house you and Chuck were at last night."

    "What?" Confusion filled her face again.

    "I think Chuck stumbled into something when he went down stars last night."

    "I didn't see anything."

    Brian softly took her arm with one hand, and took the receiver out of her hand with the other.

    "Heather, we have to go. As in now ."

    "But, my parents.." she started, shaking her head.

    "Heather, they most likely have traced that call, and know exactly where you called from. That means the police will be here any moment, and we really shouldn't be here when they get here."

    "Brian, I'm not going anywhere until I find out what happened to my parents. Now, you can go if you want to, but I'm calling the police."

    "No, Heather, you can't, you've got to trust me."

    "Trust you, Brian?" She started to shout, "I don't even know you!" she pulled her arm out of his hand and backed away from him.

    "That's not true. We've been going to school together for years."

    "So? I don't know you. I've never even talked to you before now." She pulled farther away from him, her face turning to disgust. "Who do you think you are, coming into my house and telling me what to do?"

    "Heather..."

    "No! Get out of my house... Now !"

    Brian stopped walking toward, her and just looked at her. She looked at him like he was some kind of monster. Didn't she understand what she meant to him? What he did for her? What he would do for her? He could hear sirens in the distance, and from the way they were getting louder, it was obvious they were coming this way.

    "Heather, don't...!"

    She turned, and ran for the front door. "Help me!" She yelled as she ran outside. Tires screeched, as police cars came to a stop out in front of the house. He could hear Heather shouting, and the sounds of