Running From Love.

New VERSION! edited read before chapter 3!!!!! IMPORTANT!!!!

O-kay! sooo long time no post eh? sorry about that. I got like super busy after i got over the SWINE FLU (i know right eww?) . Work and school sucks people. But anyways. i was thinking and playing around with Running From Love and i decided Tyler didnt get enough say and thoughts. So i messed around with some of chapter two! it gives him a chance to break in the new chapter so i will post the new part i messed with. And then i will upload a new post for the new chapter...how does that sound? And ps, if it gets too confusing to read let me know and ill post the whole chapter OVER again? okay! :D

New version of snipit of chapter 2.

Carson hung up the phone and looked over at Riley. She was staring blankly out the wind shield. He was guessing she was still in shock from what happened at the hotel. What did she expect though? She was warned that dangerous people were after her. Did she think they was just making all this up. Still he couldn't help but pity her, he wanted to comfort her, hold her, and tell her everything would be ok.

"Are you ok?" he asked her.

She looked over at him. She wanted to bust out crying. She couldn't believe that all of this was real. That people really where after her. She didn't know why, she hadn't done anything. She was a good person, she worked hard, stayed out of trouble and she never turned away a person in need. Why would someone want to hurt her?

"Why are they after me?" She asked.

Carson sighed.

"Because of your boyfriend Sam." He said.

Riley looked at him in shock.

"What does Sam have to do with this? Did he send the people to kill me?" She asked in horror.

Carson wished he could say yes. At least then his people would be easy to take down. But it wasn't that easy, and she needed to know how dangerous this was.

"No, it was Tony Rome. He was my boss. Your boyfriend is working on a case, and it happens to be one that has one of Tony' guys on trial. Tony tried to bribe Sam and Sam wouldn't take it. So I guess he thought killing you would intimidate him." Carson said.

"Oh. Well I doubt it would. Sam is too caught up in his work. I doubt he would even stop and cry over my cold dead body." Riley said dryly.

Carson looked at her to see she wasn't kidding. He felt horrible for her, didn't Sam realize she was with a beautiful, smart, and brave woman. He would give anything just touch her. Sam didn't realize how good he had it. But then again it would never work out between Riley and Sam, he was mortal and she was a Nomad daughter. She was meant to be with a Nomad. He felt him self feel a little too happy over that fact.

"Well, Sam is obviously an idiot. If he can't see how beautiful and charming you are." Carson said.

Riley looked at him.

"You really think so?" She asked.

Carson half smiled.

"I know so. And if you ask me you deserve someone better." He said.

She grinned and put her hand on his. He tensed, but didn't pull away. Her skin was as soft as it looked. It felt good to have her touch him. It was warm, comfortable even. It felt natural.

"So now that we are on good terms. Can you answer some questions?" She asked Carson.

Carson thought for a moment and then nodded.

"So what are you? And why didn't you finish the job?" Riley asked.

Carson sighed.

"let me ask you some questions, then I will be able to answer yours more easily." She smiled and nodded.

"What do you know about the birthmark on your shoulder?." He almost whispered.

"Um I didn't know birth marks had origins" She scoffed.

He sighed.

"Let me ask you something. Who were your parents?" He asked.

She frowned.

"I don't know my parents; they were killed when I was a baby. I was adopted at the age of six. But its ok my adoptive parents were great." She said.

He nodded.

"Have you ever heard of the Nomad sons, and daughters?" He asked.

She looked at him skeptically.

"Of course, they are supposed to be half human half vampire Slayer. Some vampire slayer warrior in Scotland fathered the first after falling in love with a human girl." She said. "But what does horror stories have to do with me?"

He smiled.

"You're a Nomad daughter." He said quietly.

She looked at him in shock.

"That is just make believe! None of those legends are real!" She said.

He grinned.

"Actually they are, I am a Nomad." He said.

"Prove it!" She said.

He rolled his eyes and rolled up his sleeve reveling the same birthmark as hers. Her eyes lit up in horror and fascination.

"Oh my god! What is going to happen to me?" She asked.

He laughed.

"Nothing, it just means your special, and different." He said smiling.

"I'm a freak!" She said.

He frowned.

"Thanks." He said looking away.

He figured she would take the news better than that. She thought that being what she was made her a freak. So she must think he was a freak too. He didn't know why he cared so much, what did it matter what she thought. His job was to keep her safe, not be her friend.

"I didn't mean it like that. I just thought it was all, fake. So as one of these, nomad whatever's what is it that makes me special?" She asked.

He sighed.

"You are one of the rare women that can reproduce and mate with a Nomad." He said.

"So someone like you?" she asked.

He smiled.

"Yeah. But it's complicated. You have to find your right mate." He said.

"So, is Tyler like you?" She asked.

Carson nodded.

"So, he could be my...mate?" She asked.

He felt his anger rise to the surface. Not only because he didn't want to think of Tyler getting Riley. Also because it could be true, it was a possibility that Tyler and Riley were meant to be with one another. And if that was the case, he would have to stand by and let Tyler have her. That infuriated him even more.

"Yes." He said through gritted teeth.

"I see. Well, I doubt it, no offense but Tyler isn't my type." She said.

He relaxed a little.

"Well, you're not exactly his type either." He said.

She smiled.

"What is his type?" She asked.

"He likes brunettes, girls that are really girly. The kind of girl that need to be protected, someone who depends on him. It makes him feel strong." He said turning into the Air port parking lot.

"Well, what's your type?" She asked smiling.

"I like strong girls. Girls who are brave, not afraid to fight, stand up for them selves and people they love. A girl who was kind and caring and understanding, someone who would love me no matter what." He said looking her in the eyes.

She blushed and looked away.