[b]Katie - Woods / Farm - Lauren, Bull[/b]

Katie woke up when Lauren shook her. A farm? Katie immediately started thinking of cows and pigs like in the picture book her daddy had given her.
Her daddy...

Tears pricked her eyes again, but Katie quickly wiped them away when she saw Bull. Usually around him she kept her head down so he wouldn't see her crying.
She wanted her daddy back, but that wasn't where all of her sadness came from.
The last time she had seen him, he had been so angry with her. That had been the last time they had been together and he had been angry. Her last memory was of him yelling at her. What she wanted, more then anything, was for her daddy to appear and hold her tight and tell her that he wasn't angry at her. Had he... gone away angry at her?

She sniffled and tugged on Lauren's hand. When the woman looked at her she lifted her arms, wanting Lauren to carry her. She knew that Bull would probably not like it, but she really wanted to be held.
When Lauren picked her up Katie buried her head into the woman's neck and held on as they walked.

When Lauren stopped walking she turned her head enough to peak out to see where they were.
A farmhouse stood there, looking surprisingly nice and lived-in.
"Lauren?" she whispered fearfully. "What if there are mean people there?"
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[b]Jessalyn - House - Floyd[/b]

Jess put the rag down and went up the stairs when Floyd mentioned it. It was obvious he wanted her to go so she did what he wanted.
The room was very nice. The bed was queen sized, the closet was full of clothes that looked clean and didn't smell bad. Compared to how they had been living this place was The Four Seasons.
When he left the room she sighed. It was like he couldn't stand to be in the same room with her. Was it because she was pregnant or did he really not like her as a person? He was staying with her and taking care of her, but that could be because he was a man and felt that because she was a woman he needed to protect her.
Part of her wanted to ask him about his feelings, but the other part was too nervous to ask. She didn't want to make him angry at her. If she was too much of a headache he would leave her here.

A new thought occurred to her. He had brought her to this house. It was safe and dry and a good place to live. It had a bed to sleep in, food to eat, clothes to wear.
Was he... planning to leave her here?
What if he was happy to find this place because it meant he was free of her? He could leave her here without feeling guilty.
This train of thought caused a pain in her chest and tears to prick at her eyes. She could feel the tears coming on and worked frantically to keep them away.

When he came back in, saying something about a room she should stay out of, her fear was so high she couldn't help it. She went up close to him and took hold of his arm so he couldn't back away like he always did.
"Are you going to leave me here?" she asked, her big sorrow-filled eyes searching his. "I know I'm a burden, but please don't leave me here by myself. Please Floyd," she begged, using his name for the first time.
Since they were the only two around there hadn't really been a reason to use his name or for him to use hers. They both knew who they were talking to when the other spoke. But the name slipped out as she begged.
"I can't lose anyone else," she continued. "I don't want to be alone. I'll do whatever you want. I can help with anything you want me to do. Just please, don't leave."