"It's just us now," I told Jack with a long sigh. There was no oneelse that we could rely on... that we could trust except for eachother.While we were...wandering around without a destination, I saw the whitevan... or at least I thought that it was their white van, and we hadto duck down and hide before they could see us."Why are they after us?" Jack had demanded after the van had gone,"They look like the Men in Black or something..." Then his eyes gotwide as he nervously asked, "You don't think. His eyes trekked further south, closer to where the creek branched and even further from the nearest camping ground. There! His eyes quickly spied the sinuous orange movement of a fire. Camping equipment laid helter-skelter about the small clearing, as if the owners had just begun to set up their campground. Next to the crackling fire – not very safely made, he noted with a smile – he could see the telltale marks of a little mischievous outdoor entertainment. An open wine bottle, two glasses. "Rory, Paris, I'm afraid that Sookie and I have to run over to the Inn for an hour or so. There's drinks in the fridge and snacks in the cabinet so don't go hungry or thirsty. If anything keeps us longer than that hour I'll call." Okay Mom," Rory acknowledged.The girls had seemingly returned to their discussion as the two older women gathered their things and left. But as soon as straining ears knew that the car had rounded the corner the two girls were in each other's arms.Usually Paris was. ’ Cain almost laughed at the look that came over her face as she realized what she just said. ‘Well at least I am not going home with a total stranger.’ She muttered, admitting, at least to herself she was more than slightly four sheets to the wind. And nowhere near her brainiest. ‘What I have in mind is more personal in nature. As I said in the parking lot back there, Anise, I have considered you mine from the moment I found you reading in the stairwell. And as mine, there are a few things you.