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[center][h1][color=Deepskyblue]Corann Creed - Present Day - Tahoe Mountains[/color][/h1][/center]

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[color=deepskyblue]And... she was gone... again...

Sighing out in bitter annoyance, Corann was forced to watch as Madison and his dog took off, down the rest of the mountain headed towards Gods knew where. Just where the hell had Layla brought them, anyway? Lots of pine trees... nice clean air... Oregon was definitely a thought, though Oregon had a scent all of its own. He'd think about where they were later. Right now, he had a newborn hybrid on the loose. Boris could keep her in check for a while, but should she run into any humans... well... he'd rather not think of that either...

With a pained grunt, Corann forced himself back onto his feet. The storm he had conjured was slowly starting to dissipate, though the man didn't seem the least bit interested in the weather. With a bit of a limp in his step, more to the fact he was drained of energy than anything else, Corann pushed himself forward, down the rest of the mountain doing what he could to keep an eye on the girl he was supposed to be protecting.

He wasn't sure whether to be relieved or concerned that Madison had led them straight to a small-time town. At least the road and business signs let him know that they were in Zephyr Cove - no more than a forty minute drive from Carson City. Things could have been worse. He watched her disappear into a small store, Boris following right along as though he belonged.

Sighing, Corann did what he could to wipe the dirt, sweat and rain from his face and forced himself inside, catching the end of Madison's request to borrow a phone. Well, at least he knew she could think on her feet and could come up with a somewhat believable lie as to what was really going on. Not to mention, he was rather proud of the fact that she hadn't just gone straight for the man's jugular. There was still so much to discuss...[/color]

[color=Orchid]"Lailah...Lailah, I'm scared...please, please, will you come and pick me up? This...this crazy woman...oh, Lailah, please? I'm sorry...I'm sorry I've been distant...but would you? there's this dog, he's sick, and this guy, he saved me, and...and Lailah, I think I might be some sort of monster...please...come?"[/color]

[color=deepskyblue]Layla? But they had only just- Corann shook his head, dispelling the thought. Though as coincidental as it may be, it was entirely possible for the girl to have a friend by the same name... he hoped.

Stepping forward, Corann put a comforting hand on Madison's shoulder, using his opposite hand to gesture that he wanted the phone from her. When she handed it over, he cleared his throat and spoke into the receiver.

"Lailah, this is... Madison's... father..." The words sounded strange, and felt even stranger on his tongue. "Listen... our car's broken down here in Zephyr Cove, about a forty minute drive south from you. If you could come and pick us up, you'd be doing us a real favor." He cleared his throat with importance enough to let whoever was on the other line to know he was doing his best as to not come across as strange to the receptionist listening in on the conversation.

"Madison and I are going to get something to eat - a little place we saw earlier called Capisce, you'll be able to find us there." Believing that he had given the girl enough information to come and find them, Corann then handed the phone back to Madison in case she wanted to say goodbye. "I'm taking Boris outside, kid. Try not to be too long." His hand slipped from her shoulder and he took his leave, though making sure to stay by a window that gave him a clear view to the newborn. She seemed to be doing okay thus far, but he had seen them turn quicker than the drop of a hat before. A little town like this... it would be easy to cover up. But that didn't mean he didn't want to avoid any unpleasantries at all.[/color]