The next morning Karah awoke tangled in the sheets of the small bed that she barely remembered Miles putting her to bed in, she sat up ripping the covers off her in a panic. The confinement of them wrapped around her made her think she was caught with someone's arms wrapped so tightly around her that she would never escape. Karah looked over to the bed that was beside hers and saw Miles sleeping soundly in it, worry etched across his face. She wondered how long he had been sleeping, and if he was dreaming? She got up and tiptoed over to his bed, he was on his side and there was just enough room on the bed for Karah to squeeze in under his arm. Which she did, she snuggled her head up under his chin trying not to jostle him around too much and alarm him. She closed her eyes and breathed in his scent, she faced him and reaching up she planted a kiss on his neck. Oh how she wished that things were normal, they were just getting into this relationship and now people were trying to kill them. She sighed thinking about what was going to happen to the two of them was scary, then she remembered. Someone had helped them last night, but who was it and how were they safe here?