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flatter terrain. It isn’t going to wait any longer now. Skidding down a small slope I glance back up to make sure Orin isn't following and then pull my pants down and squat behind and full bush.
     
    "Tris, what's wrong, m'anam? Please talk to me. I only want to help you." Orin says immediately noticing that I have stopped walking again.
     
                  Seriously!!!! This man is gonna be the death of me! Not only did he scare the bejesus out of me but he broke my concentration, lucky for him I didn't lose my balance and fall into my own urine.
     
    "I’m fine. I just needed a break. I’m good now. Let’s go." I say pulling my pants up and then heading back up the small incline. The ground chose that moment to reach up and greet me. Thankfully, Orin caught me before I face planted it in the dirt.
     
    "Come on. We are making camp here tonight. You are worn out." He says picking me up in his arms and carrying me to a fallen log where he gracefully sets me down.
     
    "I’ll be right back. I’m going to gather the wood for a fire. Yell out if you need me. I mean it. Stop being so stubborn and let me help you, Tris."
     
    I just nod, unable to argue with him at all. Within minutes he is back and has a fire blazing. The warmth fills me, making me feel better instantly. I gaze across the blazing fire at Orin, taking his perfect features. His hair is gotten even longer since when I first met him. It’s hard to believe that has been over 6 months ago. I will always remember the day he burst through the basement door at my mother’s house. I had just spoken to Arsema somehow in my own head and I wasn't real sure if I had finally crossed over to the loony side or if all this was really happening. Then there he was, standing in the doorway with this beautiful perplexed look on his face. I remember lifting my head enough to be able to see him, really see him and then I knew… I was dead. Surely no one this magnificent existed anywhere except heaven.
     
    It took him about 2.5 seconds to jump into motion and then there was no stopping him. He ripped the chains from my body and caught me as I slumped forward. His hands on my body woke me from my delirious daydream the way a pinch on the arm would. He was real and he was here to rescue me. So naturally, in true Tris fashion, I allowed him to scoop me up in his arms and pointing toward the door I said “Onward Romeo… Our kingdom awaits!”
     
    A giggle escapes me recalling my silly antics and Orin looks over at me curiously. I don’t want to go into detail about what has me laughing so I change the topic to something else that has been bugging me for a while now.
     
    “Hey, will you try to call my mom’s phone from your cell? I have tried several times to reach her, but I haven't gotten a hold of her in a while. I’m kind of worried.”
     
    “Sure babe. What’s her number?”
     
    I call out the ten digits and then wait as he listens for an answer. Five rings later it is obvious he isn't going to get one. He hangs up when the voicemail picks up signaling that her box is full.
     
    “I have never gone this long with her at least checking in. I mean she hasn't ever been the most present parent, but she usually would text me by now. Do you think she is alright?”
     
    “I don't know m’anam, but we will find out. Don’t worry yourself too much.”
     
    “Yeah, you’re probably right. I’m sure she’s just shacked up with a co-worker or client.” I say to him trying to take his advice and let it go for now. I probably am just overreacting, but after all the hell I have been through the last year, I don’t want to take any chances.

 
     
    Chapter 6
    Lyon/Rochelle
     
    Lyon ….
     
                  My skin tingles with warning. Someone is following closely behind me. I can sense them, just beyond my peripheral vision. I contemplate stopping and calling out to them, but I just really don't have the energy right now to battle if they are