A Night To Remember

Troy wonders wonder if there were problems with the house Jake was going into. Now it is too late for him to tell him about Tori. He's confuse on how to break the news to Amber. Jake was their only possible connection to her.

Amber was staring at him with those big green eyes, pleading for any information on her sister.

"Baby, I believe Jake has gone into the house early so I couldn't get him the information on your sister." Her hopeful expression turns destitute, and his heart breaks for her.

"Listen, Baby, Jake will get every last one of the women you spoke of out of there. He is good at what he does and pays attention to detail. The morning I met with him, I told him a little about you. I gave him a brief description so he could check the missing person's database for me. If he found you, he would also find Tori since you are both listed as missing and sisters. We will just have to trust that he will help her. Let's give him a week or two, and if you remember something crucial that will help speed the process, I'll call Jake's boss.

Amber, feeling sad keeps chanting over and over again in her head, "I hate this, I hate this, I hate this", doesn't ease her anxiety. Being useless and helpless is not a feeling she likes. They were held captive, but she does not know where. They were taken there unconscious and never left the house to get their bearings of where they were. Hell, she didn't even know they were in a house. They kept her in a room with four walls and a floor; it could have been a warehouse for all she knew. When they took her from the house, she was unconscious again and woke up to see a winding road and a lot of trees right before the crash.

In the house, she only saw two faces but heard the voices of many. How is one man going to save all those women? she knows there is nothing she can do, but she couldn't stand doing nothing.

They need food, and she needs clothes. She needs to convince Troy to take her shopping and will pay him back when she could reclaim her identity and go home. Maybe that will take her mind off of this horrible situation, if only for a minute. He seems to read her mind before she could say anything.

"Let's go upstairs and get ready. We are going into town to get supplies and clothing for you. Even though I would like to keep you naked, I will give you time to come to terms with some of my demands."

He winks, but she doesn't know if he's kidding or not.

"I don't mind staying naked if you do, too."

Troy burst out laughing. She was serious, but she will give him time to come to terms with some of her demands.

Keeping her t-shirt on, she added a pair of his sweatpants that are way too big to her ensemble. she doesn't have any shoes, so she was wearing his thick wool socks. They feel like walking on pillows, but she's okay with that for a little while. She looks like a kid trying to wear her dad's clothes, which her sister did when they were little. She would wear her mom's clothes, and they would put on plays for their parents of their version of "Happily Ever After."

They left the house through the kitchen and into a garage where there is a red truck parked. He opens her door and lifts her inside, but before she could turn and face forward, he steps in between her legs. He kisses her softly as he wraps his arms around her waist to pull them closer together. So much is being said in that one little kiss. He loves her and will protect her, and he wants to reassure her of that. He can probably tell that she's a little nervous about seeing people. She wouldn't recognize anyone from the house but by voice alone. The only two guards she had seen during her time there are dead.

"Troy, when we leave, can you show me where you found me and also where the crash was? I'm hoping maybe it will jog my memory and put the puzzle pieces together of how I made it to your road."

He stiffens as if not liking being reminded of that day, but nods his head and walks around the truck to get in.

They travelled for about a half a mile before he stops his truck and points out where Amber was founded that day. Even though it is morning, the denseness of the trees overshadows this area leaving it a little dark. She had a flashback of lying on a hard surface freezing, and a shiver runs down her spine. He reaches over and grabs her hand to give her comfort, warming her right back up. A little further up, They came to a two lane paved road and turned right. He only went about 40 yards, flips a U-turn in the road, pulls up a little further and moves to the side.

"Do you want to get out? There isn't much to see other than broken trees. They came and cleaned up the accident as if it never happened."

The idea of those monsters being so close to Troy's home, and in turn close to her , makes her a little sick. Nodding her head, he gets out and moves around to her side to help her down. Standing there staring down the hillside, a memory flashes in her mind. She was crying and cold.

"The driver stares sightlessly out the nonexistent windshield. I don't know the time, but I know not to be in this forest alone when it is dark. Crawling out of the car, not being careful of the glass and getting cut along the way, is not the best move, but I was desperate to get away from the smell of death. My head hurts so bad that black spots swim in my vision. Seeing the damaged path the car traveled, I realize I am going to have to climb that hill. The pain is everywhere, and I seem to be bleeding from every body part. I start to crawl up the hill only to be stopped by the body of the tattooed guy. I sob uncontrollably, knowing that I have to crawl over him because the trees are dense and I don't see any other way around him. "

Amber sobs...