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her shoulders and turned her away from the open door. Her eyes locked onto it longingly, until he turned her full away from it. After he sat her on one of the few chairs around the lone table, he quickly turned and closed the door she had been looking out, locking it as he did so.

    "You're safe, Heather, tell me what happened to you." Pulling the last chair in the room away from the table and placing it in front of her he sat and looked intently into her eyes and waited for her answer.

    "I'm not sure..." She hesitated. "Some men were following me and I hid, and this fog came from nowhere, and...and..." She stopped and swallowed, pausing for a second.

    "Go on," he said, to get her talking again.

    " I'm sorry... I should be going home. I'm not sure what I was thinking." She began to stand.

    "Wait a second, Heather!" Brian stood and placed his hands on her shoulders, looking deeply into her eyes as he caught her attention. "You obviously felt you would be safe here, and you know what? You were right. Nothing's going to happen to you here. Now, catch your breath and relax a moment." Before she could respond, he pulled her stiff form to his chest and embraced her tightly, whispering into her ear that everything was going to be alright. She pushed against him trying to pull away, but he had her off balance, making it difficult to easily do so. "Relax, I'll walk you home in a bit," he said. He felt her body relax as he spoke the words, and he patted and rubbed her back, telling her everything was going to be alright.

    He couldn't believe he was so close to her, that he could feel her body tightly against him. He could feel every breath she took as it caused her chest to rise and fall against his stomach. He never thought anything could feel this good, or ever would again. He wished he could make it go on forever, but he knew it wouldn't if he didn't get her talking to him about the night's events.

    "Now, tell me what happened, and then I'm taking you home." He helped her sit back down on her chair, then he quickly sat himself in front of her on his own chair.

    "Ahm...Chuck and some friends were having a party at the old Warren's place." She wiped her face with the back of her hand, smearing some of the smudges on her face even more. He couldn't help but think how cute she was, doing that. No one else could smear dirt on their face and somehow look good doing it like she could. "Then, I decided I was bored and left for home" It was a good thing he had witnessed the whole event firsthand, as somehow he had gotten so lost in watching her that he missed part of what she said.

    "Then these two men came out of nowhere as if they were looking for me, and I hid in some bushes until they were gone." She looked around the room for a second. "Can I have a drink of something?"

    Brian nodded and got up and walked to the fridge. He wasn't surprised to find nothing but I.V. bags filled with blood. He was really hoping something was left from when his mother was alive, or maybe something his aunt might have left for herself.

    "How about some water? I haven't done much shopping here lately." He opened a cupboard door and sighed in relief to see it still filled with drinking glasses. Dusty, but still usable.

    "Sure, that would be fine," she said, then continued her story. "Anyway, I was scared, I kept having this feeling like they were after me, and were really dangerous."

    Brian smiled to himself remembering the scene from his perspective

    "All I could think was I needed to get to Brian's house, I need to get to Brian's house. Just over and over." Brian smiled even bigger as he finished rinsing off her cup and began filling it with tap water.

    The sound of cars pulling out front in the street made him look up and look out the window over the sink. Several black SUV's were stopped on both sides of the street as several men dressed in black suits and dark sunglasses converged on the house across the street from him.

    "I just somehow