In The Nick Of Time

CHAPTER 6

CHAPTER 6

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Just as lunch was coming around, Liam found himself back in the kitchen. Niall was moving around a bit for the last hour and Babby had been plenty company for Liam, you know, for a one sided conversation that is. Liam patted Babby's head and stood in the door way, making sure of the hall being clear.

"Hey Niall?"

He glanced up from cutting one of the plump tomatoes from outside, the raining still never ending. "Liam. What's up?" He continued cutting sliced.

Liam shoved his hands in his pockets, Niall's that is because Niall let him borrow a pair of his sweatpants. Comfortable, but a bit tight on his thighs. "I was wondering-."

Niall glanced up nodding, "Yeah?"

He gulped, "Was there anything else with me? That you found out there?"

Niall slowly turned his gaze up, "What do you mean?"

Liam scratched his head, "Was there anything I dropped or anything that was mine out in the woods as well?"

"Other than tracks that faded in the mud, and blood," he joked, "There's nothing else out there." He went back to cutting.

That's impossible, Liam must've dropped it in the woods further back. The look on his face read that he was in thought, frustrated.

"Well," Niall trailed off, "There was one thing that was with you."

Liam leaned forward.

Niall stared up at Liam, his gaze hard now. He knew. He knew about the gun, he has to have it.

"What-," he cleared his throat, "was it?"

"You tell me Liam." He set down his knife, and wiped his hands on his kitchen towel. "What did you drop out there before you went down hill?"

Liam stared, and for the first time being in that cabin Niall's stare wasn't anything but blame. He crossed his arms over his chest, and stared at Liam. Liam shifted on his feet, leaning against the door. "It's a friend of mine." He started off, "I - I had a gun for self defense. I," he paused, "I dropped it and I wanted to know if you found it."

Niall stared longingly, his gaze slowly going from hard to light.

"My friend, he's a pro-life kind of person. Hates any one who kills any sort of animal, so when he got it as a gift from one of his hunter family members - he was going to sell it, and instead he gave it to me. I had it in my car so that if the time ever came - if I ever needed to protect myself or my family, I would be ready." He put his hands up, "I would never use it for anything else. I'm not bad."

Niall nodded. "I believe you." He said softly. He pointed to the ceiling, "I don't have it." He mumbled, "Z does."

"Well," he stepped forward, standing by the island top where Niall was cutting. "Is there any way I could get it back? It means a lot, anything from home to keep me sane in these couple of days being here." He shook his head, he was going insane just from the night being there. "Please."

Niall shook his head, "He wont give it to you."

"Why not?" Liam growled, "It's not his."

"But it's his property. He'll do what he wants, he could've kicked you out because of that." Niall cut the last slice and put the knife inside the sink. "He's stubborn, but he's not mean."

Liam stamped his hand on the counter. "I want to have a chat with him."

Niall scoffed, "He still hasn't grown on you."