Piper's POV

"Jason! Get over here!" I yell to my husband. He quickly scoops up our one-year-old, Justin, and comes over to where I was looking at the screen of my phone in dismay.

"What is it, Pipes?" He asks, concern evident in his voice.

"They found us. We have to leave by Monday," I tell him, and his face falls.

"We have to leave, Mommy?" Justin asks.

"Yeah, buddy."

"The naughty people found us?"

"Yep."

"Okay. I will go find Lucy and tell her," He wiggles out of Jason's grasp and goes looking for our black lab, Lucy.

"I guess we better get packing," Jason says.

"Yeah. I'll start in our room."

"Okay, I'll start loading furniture," he says, and starts to leave.

"Wait, Jason. We have to meet, in Roofer, Connecticut, on Friday. In a little café at nine o'clock."

"Hmm....that's odd. Why do you think we're meeting there?"

"I have no idea."

Our conversation is interrupted by Justin running in, closely followed by Lucy.

" I found her! Mommy, what do you want me to do?"

"Come help me, please."

Monday morning, we slide into our car and pull away, headed for Roofer.

Hazel's POV

"Hazel!"

I hear Frank calling me from the living room, so I make sure Lily is asleep and head in to see what he needs."

Hazel, Clarisse called. We have to be gone by Monday, and go to some little café in Roofer, Connecticut. " His word hit me like a sledge hammer. We've been here for almost a year, and Lily was born here, so I don't want to leave. Frank can tell, because he walks over to me and cups my face in his hand.

"We might be meeting the others."

My uncertainties about leaving vanish. A chance to meet the others is a chance we've got to take. Two years is to long.

"I'll go start packing," I say softly, and he smiles, and then he surprises me by sweeping me up into his arms.

"We'll go start packing," he corrects me.

I laugh. "Okay. But be quiet, for goodness sake. I just got that feisty little six month old to sleep."

"Yes ma'am, Mrs. Zhang."

"You make me sound so old."

"You, old? Never!"

Monday comes and I carefully buckle Lily into her carseat, she grinning at me and making her silly little noises. Then Frank comes outside with the last box, and we slid into the car.

Roofer, Connecticut, here we come.

Katie's POV

Travis and Connor are both asleep when Travis's phone rings. I take one hand off the steering wheel and grab it out of his pocket and answer it before it can wake him.

"Travis?" the voice asks.

"No, this is Katie. What's up, Clarisse?

"You guys need to change course. Head for Roofer, Connecticut, the Coffee Shop, instead of wherever you are headed."

"Okay, when?"

"Friday. Nine o'clock."

"Alright. Bye." She doesn't answer, just cuts the connection.

"Whazdamader?" Travis mutters, half asleep.

"We have a new destination. Roofer, Connecticut. The Coffee Shop."

"Is it robbable?"

"How am I supposed to know?" my voice is louder than necessary.

"Whoa, sorry, babe. No need to get upset."

I take a deep breath and pull over "Sorry." I take out our iPad and get on google maps to search for Roofer.

Travis studies me carefully, like he was gauging my mood.

"Did she say why?"

"Nope, she never does," I say, and I don't know why I am so mad.

"I'll drive for a while," he volunteers.

"Fine." We both get out and start to switch, but Travis grabs me and plants a kiss on me before I can get in.

"I love, you know?"

"Yeah. You tell me every day."

"And I mean it, Katie."

"I know."

"Do you need anything?"

I am tempted to say I want a chocolate milkshake, a burger, and fries, but he is being very sweet, so I don't.

"Yeah, give me another kiss, wouldja?"

And he does, and I would have been content to stand out there forever, but a voice inside the car interrupts us.

"Are you going to make out forever, or can we get a move on already?"

"Shut it, Connor," I growl, climbing into the passenger side. I lean the seat all the way back, but he is sitting behind Travis and so I can't squish him. Darn.

I briefly wonder what Roofer is like, but then I start to remember the way Travis's eyes reflected his concern, and how good of a kisser he is, and then I fall asleep.

All right, I have to stop there or I never will. I won't be writing about Rachel since she is alone. I hope you liked this story so far, and remember to vote!

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