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Chapter twenty: The bag

I wake up and Tim's awake but hasn't it out of bed yet.
"Morning." I say croakily. Tim turns to looks at me, "morning prince.... You've been crying."
"What no I haven't wait.... oh." I sigh and look away.
"Tell me!" Tim demands.
"My dream." I say.
"Was it a nightmare?"
"No... it was a good dream actually."
"Why were you crying then?"
"Because it wasn't real."
Tim gives me a questioning look.
"It had Ma, Da and Lori in it." I explain.
"Aw sugar come here." Tim says. I hutch up to him and he holds me in a hug, I cry into his chest.

Once I calm down Tim gets up.
"Where do you think your going?" I ask. He doesn't answer, just smirks at me. I sigh and roll over to go back to sleep, instead I stare out the window.
A dark figure stands outside and is staring right at me, there's someone with him.
I gasp and say to myself angrily "Tom."
Luckily I'm already dressed so I located my black bag. I run to it. I open it and take out my bow and an arrow. I walk into the shadows. Tim slowly walks in pointing his gun at them. "I saw them too." He whispers to me and I pull him in the shadows. Tom is confused.
"What did you say Mr Johnson's name was." Tim asks.
"O...Owen." I say croakily and shakily.
He hears this and removes one of his hands from his gun and places his ham in mine.
"Why is Owen looking straight at us?" Tim asks, "I thought no one could see us in the shadows?"
"He's not looking at us both, he can sense my kind. We are hidden, but as I said he can sense where I am. He has no idea where you are." I answer. Then Owen see's that Tom can't 'see' me. He grabs Tom and points, points right at me. Tom holds up a gun.
"He's going to do it, isn't he?" I say out loud.
Tim sighs "yes, he doesn't know the meaning of family."
I let go of Tim hand and pull the arrow back in the bow. I aim it at Tom. His face drops and he now begins to look like he'll cry. He drops the gun and puts his hands behind his head. Owen looks at him and runs away.
"You can't do it can you?" Tim says softly.
I drop everything and fall to the floor crying.
"Hey, it's ok, it's ok." Tim says and he nee's next to me.
All of a sudden I stop crying and look for my note pad and a pen, I scribble down something on the paper and then attach it to the arrow. Tim reads it and nods his head in agreement. I pull the arrow back and fire it, it lands next to Tom. I step out to shadows and signal for him to read it. I sit on the edge of the bed and watch him reads it. I see a tear run down his face. He looks back at me and I throw a backpack at him. He stands up and looks in the backpack. He pulls out a picture and looks at it confused then looks at me. I show him my wedding ring. He looks sad again. Be puts everything back in the backpack, then looks at us as Tim has now joined me. Toms face still looks upset be also thankful, he salutes us and we salute back. He mouths thank you and I nods back. Tom setts off walking in the complete opposite direction from where Owen ran.

"We saved a life." Tim says.
"Yes, yes we did." I say a little bit still upset.
"Why are you still upset?" Tim asks.
"What I'm not upset!" I lie and lay back on the bed. Seconds later I see his face above me.
"You are such a bad liar. Tell me what's wrong." Tim says.
"Or what?" I ask.
"Or I might just have to tickle you."
I fold my arms and don't say anything.
"Fair enough." Tim says then begins to tickle me.
"No, no stop stop!" I say laughing, "I'll tell you why I was sad."
Tim stops.
"Because of the reason I couldn't kill him."
"Which is?" Tim asks
"He part of my family now, isn't he? I cannot kill someone who's part of my family even that brought back memories of that day." I say.
Tim kisses me "that's sweet."
I smile.