A Wolves Cry

ch.26 Protecting Me.

   Her bones finish braking back, as she licks her lips. Blanket still rapped around her, she stands up. She watches them, she moves for her jackit on the back of a chair. She pulls a small role of bills out of her leather pockit, "Here, sorry." she puts her last two-hunderd dollers down on the table. She picks up her jack and rushes for the thierd floor window.

   He grabes her arm "Wait!" he yells. she pauses, "What are you?" Didn't enyone ever tell you, never ask a supernatule what they are. That's like asking the man of the house where he hides his gun. You just don't do it. she almost laughs, but stops herself.

   With her head down she still watches them. She takes a step back, "I get it, you have no reason to trust us. But I know your still hungery and alone right now." she pulls, his talking is boring her, she has places to go and things to do. He titins his grap "Fine, can you at lest tell me, why? Why would Derik risk everything for you?" he slowly lightens his hold. "Your still hungery, is there something I can get you?" I'm a lupin not a dog, you can't jest brib me with food. Information on the other hand? She looks him over, he's not sweting, but his heart rate is arrattic, no weapons that she can tell. If she needed to she could take him down. He stands like someone who's severd at one point in time. But his hands are now soft-ish, and his shaved face gives away that it's been sometime sence he's seen action, She still knows better then to underestinate. "Are you looking me over?" he asks braking her train of thought, her eye's immediately jump back to his.

   "Derik," she pauses,"You know Derik? How? Where is he?" she has trouble making herself wait for an answer. His eye's soften, "I'm so sorry."he stops. "Where is he?"she asks moving backword towords the window,"Wait! He might still be alive." he says slowly. "Tell me where?" she barks trying not to get emmotionul. "He asked me not to tell you, I'm sorry." he says. She has no time to go through the five stages of greff. "Why, would he do that?" but as she puts two and two together to come up with four, she relizes. "Unless he thought that he was protecting me." Kat looks at Vincent but all he can hear is what sounds like Hunter's heart cracking. I need to find him. She quickly turns to the window, "Thanks you." And she jumps. Kat, runs over to the open window. "She's gone, like you can how is that possible?"