Running In Fear: Coming Home

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her teeth as the waitress came back with their drinks.
    Jaycee gulped down her tequila, taking a sip of her beer afterwards. She noticed some cheese muffins on the table. She grabbed one and buttered it. Stuffing a piece in her mouth, she turned to Remi as she swallowed. “Maybe we should just go back to the packs. I have nothing here anymore, and it's obvious you want to. Every five minutes Dane is on the phone with the pack and so are you,” Jaycee sighed, stuffing another piece of muffin into her mouth, chewing it, and then swallowing again. “I mean, you're all mad at me anyway.” Jaycee noticed Mark get up and come to her, pulling her seat out.
    “Come dance with me?” Mark pulled her out onto the dance floor, a jazz band played in the background. “You know what you did was wrong, but do you really understand how bad you hurt Remi? Dane and I have never seen him go crazy like this.” Mark danced with her, but his movements were stiff. He held her, but yet he didn't. “Have you even asked him how he felt about losing the baby?” Mark asked her, staring down at her. The tears rolled down her face. No she hadn't, she was so hurt that she didn't think she could talk about it.
    Jaycee pulled away from him, heading towards the bathroom. Mark followed close behind her. Before she could open the door, he pushed inside looking for windows. When he saw that the window was too small for her to fit through, he waited outside the door for her.
    Jaycee looked at her face in the mirror. Her eyes were swollen from crying. She turned on the faucet and threw some cold water on her face. She dried her hands and face, and then walked back outside. Mark stood there waiting for her. He wrapped his arm around her waist and escorted her back to her seat.
    Her supper was waiting for her when she got back. Jaycee ate, but it settled heavily in her stomach. She asked the waitress to bring her a diet Pepsi, pushing her beer aside. The men talked, but she didn't say anything. Shelly and Kate also sat quietly. When everyone was finished eating, Remi got up, pulling Jaycee's chair back for her. He wrapped his arm around her waist, guiding her towards the elevator.
    “Could we go for a walk outside, if it's not too cold out?” she asked. Remi stopped and looked down at her. He stared at her for a minute, then headed in the direction of the door to the outside. She watched as Dane and Mark got on the elevator, leaving her alone with Remi.
    They strolled outside, the stars were bright as they shined down at them, the moon nearly full. Remi's arm was still wrapped around her.
    “Talk to me Remi? You're all closed up. Tell me how you're dealing with the loss of our child, because I feel like I'm going crazy. I feel empty, like part of me is gone.” Jaycee felt him tense up, then relax a little. He stopped by a bench and sat down on it, pulling her onto his lap.
    “I had a name picked out already if it was a boy. I wanted to name him Pierre. I thought it would bring a part of him back for me and you.” He played with her short hair as he talked.
    Jaycee could see the tears in his big black eyes. He looked up at the stars and pushed his blond hair out of his face. “When I thought I had lost you on that road, I didn't care about the baby. I just wanted you back. I knew we can have more babies, but I could never replace you.” He looked back down at her.
    “When I found you in the woods my heart stopped, seeing you there playing with Shelly and Kate, but then the anger and hurt took over. I'm still furious, but I love you Jaycee.”
    Jaycee laid her head on his chest. “Sometimes I feel as though your brother, Pierre is here with us. When I was out there in the woods with Shelly and Kate I could smell him. Like he was following me, watching over me, and trying to protect me. He's talked to me a few times.” She looked up into his eyes. “I dreamed of him when I was at the hospital. He was telling me it was okay. That we would have

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