Bounty hunter(Pm first for part)

[AngelofyourNighmares]

Bounty hunter(Closed for Black Bart)

Dreama was on the run and all for some stupid reason she would never hurt anyone much less kill them, but when they found her ex dead and her standing over his bloody body they presumed she did it.. she escaped however.. and only because her father paid her bail and she fled.. now she had the most known bounty hunter after her.. she had to find a way to prove her innocence she wasn't the one that killed him, she was the one that tried to save him.. the guy that wanted him dead, was the guy her ex owed money to... and she was right in the middle not only was she trying to prove her innocence she was trying to save her life as well. She changed her looks she had at one time blond hair dark blue eyes 5'4 120 pounds.. and a sweet personality... now she wore a brunette wig, had green contacts and was now 100 pounds... and went by her middle name. She was on the run and the one man that could save her was the one man that could as well.. end her life in so many ways.

Dreama Anderson
5'4
120 pounds weight loss 100 pounds
long brown hair/blond wig
Dark blue contacts/ green eyes
Dreama was on her way on another bus, her father had gave her plenty of money and she had been on the run for about a week now.. she was to scared to settle anywhere so she found herself eating at diners, and staying in cheap motels.http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i58/BuffyHalliwell/Buffy/Sarah Michelle Gellar/aa-1.jpg
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[AngelofyourNighmares]

Bumped

 

[AngelofyourNighmares]

Bumped again

 

[AngelofyourNighmares]

Bumped still open

 

[AngelofyourNighmares]

Dreama

Dreama was at the resturaunt another lame late night diner... it wasn't that busy however, she took a long deep breath and thought back to a simpler time where her life made sense... but now her life was over she was always on the run, she hated the lame blond wig.. but it did look good sometimes.. she wanted to cry as she shifted her meal witha fork.

 

[AngelofyourNighmares]

Bumped

 

[BLACK BART]

Damian smiled at the forlorn image that sat one table across from his own, his trained eyes going past the wig to the face below it...and the weariness and lonliness in her eyes.

"You look like you've lost your last true friend in the world, Miss...and that's sad...to see that kind of weight bearing down on such a pretty face, care to talk about it?"

Damian knew a lot more about her troubles then he would ever let on...

He should, because he had not only been quietly tracking her across several state lines, but had been well paid to do so...a way of life he was well used, and had become quite good at..

"My name is Damian Sikes"

He offered and rose to his full six foot height, smiling his pearly white smile and letting it move to his blue, blue eyes.

"The next bus won't be around til after midnight...I saw you get off the 3 O'clocker...and assumed you'd be leaving again...since there's nothing in this godforsaken corner of the world. Am I right?"

Looking down at the tiny, scared figure of a girl he almost felt sorry for her...but then that too was a part of the business he was in, along with the rules he followed...

"Never get emotionally involved with the 'perp..."

"Are you going to ask me to sit down...or should I leave?"

Damian asked gently, half joking...half serious...knowing he'd rather get her trust and walk out of the greasy diner quietly with her...but would drag her out if he was forced to...

 

[AngelofyourNighmares]

Dreama

Dreama shuffled her food just a little bit more and then pushed the plate from her face as she sighed... all she wanted was to be safe somewhere, and to be happy again.

She smiled slightly at the man that had spoken to her but then, she wasn't so sure what to say either... she didn't trust anyone after what happened, and the last person she did trust turned her in without hearing her story.. then again who would believe a girl who had blood on her hands either.

She didn't say nothing at first.. she wasn't the type of woman to just talk to anyone, but he had a look about him a look that said so much.. that maybe she could talk to someone.. after all noone here knew what happened.

''Dreama Anderson'' She said softly.. the look in her eyes... said it all... she looked as if she hadn't slept in months.. and by her plate and looks haden't ate either.

''I um.. no, no more buses I've decided to settle here get a job maybe at a diner like this'' She said softly, like she wouls really tell him she was fleeing.. he could be him... no impossible she was to careful wasn't she?

''PLease sit'' She said after a minute.. if it was him... she would have to go or risk the embaressment... what could she say.. the only one who did believe her was her father and he himself.. was having a hard time.

 

[BLACK BART]

"Pleased to meet you Dreama Anderson' ."

Damian returned honestly and offered his hand.

Then slid into the opposite bench seat as she offered...

"So what is it...did you kill someone?"

He half joked, testing the water, and half testing Dreama's wits.

Was she actually the cold blooded killer, or just a badly frightened girl, way over her head in something she shouldn't be?

He wondered quietly as her eyes opened wide and her lips pursed into a perfect "O"...

"Or...let me guess...a boyfriend, or lover....broke your heart?"

Smiling to offset the sting of his words Damian settled his lean frame into the wooden seat and took a good look at the woman that had dodged him at every turn for the last week...

"Dreama, If you're in trouble...the best thing to do...might be, to talk it over with someone?"

He suggested gently and motioned for the waitress to bring him a fresh cup of coffee...

"What can it hurt?"

 

[AngelofyourNighmares]

Dreama

She smiled kindly but inside she wanted to flee... if this was the one man that could throw her in jail for a crime she didn't commit, she had to run and fast.

She shook his hand lightly, clearly hers was shaking.

She nearly choked when he made a joke about killing someone, but she dared not speak just yet.. she had to read him.

She took a quick sip of her water... and pushed her plate farther away.

''I am not seeing anyone, I don't have time to eat or sleep let alone love'' She said honestly and looked away from him.. to herself she thought how can I.. all I do is run.

The sadness was in her eyes again.. all she wanted was to go to that cold lonely motel room, and cry herself to a hours worth of sleep and hit the road once again.

''Noone would believe me'' She said truthfully... ''Thats what could hurt'' She said.

 

[BLACK BART]

''No one would believe me... That's what could hurt"

Damian wasn't an unsensitive man, and as the woman before him began to open up he could feel the pain and lonliness that was welling up inside of her.

"You can only run so far, before you leave what once was yourself so far behind, you forget just who you were."

It was a gentle warning...one learned the hard way...and a journey Damian would rather not see anyone be forced to take.

"The pain and lonliness only gets worse, until you try to dull it...first perhaps, with a bottle...then a few pills...then something stronger when the old standbys fail you..."

The waitress arrived and he was thankfull for the interruption, small as it was, it gave both of them time to gather thier thoughts...

"Now me...?"

Damian smiled and rolled up his sleeve to display a harsh row of scars that followed his veins...

"I tried them all...and made it nearly a year before I woke up...alone and nearly dead, in a hospital beside an old man who gave me the same advice I'm about to give you."

Damian sipped at the hot brew and smiled, the coffee was strong and heady, filling his throat with it's scalding flavor all the way to his stomach.

"Turn around and face your fears...the moment you do...you stop living a life of fear..."

Damian studied the young woman across from him, and though she nodded he knew she was getting ready to run again, just as he knew there was no where for her to go.

"You gave me quite a run Dreama, but you need to stop now, come quietly with me and I promise I'll do my best to help you through it all...but Run?..."

Damian had placed his empty cup downas he spoke, lifting a booted foot to place it firmly on Dreama's bench, intending to slow her long enough if she tried to bolt...and hoping at the same time she didn't...

"Run..and I can't help what will happen next to you..."

 

[AngelofyourNighmares]

Dreama

Dreama listened as the man began to speak once again there was something in her voice, that made her feel at ease.

''Live the life I've lived, and you wouldn't be saying that, see the things I've had to see.. you would understand... not many people do.. you think your the first man to give me this advice.. and it turned out he was just using me or taking me for some stupid ride'' She said.. she knew it was him and she was angry.. she wouldn't run.. there was no use where the hell would she go.. but she didn't want to let on she knew it was him.

''A bottle works sometimes.. but I rarely drink and I do not need drugs to get by... I am not that type of girl, I am a honest hardworking woman.. that got in a bad position.. hell even my own father thinks... to hell with what anyone thinks anymore'' She sighed.

She smiled a little at the waitress.

''Why did you run? What made you turn to that life?'' She asked softly and looked away.

''Its not fears that I run from.. well yes cause if I go back.. I end up dead... either my body will be dead or I end up in a jail cell wasting my life away.. a life that was supposed to be mine.. but he took it away from me'' She said softly.

She knew who he was, why he was there... she wasn't going to run if she tried she was to weak..a week of no sleep could do that to a person.

''Where am I going to run?'' She asked and looked at the floor... ''Theres nothing out there for me... you might as well get whatever you came here to do over with...'' She was lying... about wanting to get it over with but he was right there was no where to go now.

''What would you kill me? Think I haven't got that threat before?'' She asked angry... she pushed his leg away from her... ''Your safe I am not going anywhere'' She said and looked at him

 

[BLACK BART]

''You're safe I am not going anywhere.''

Her tone was brittle and defensive, her actions and features both showing she was not only angry...but hurt...

"You asked me why I ran...It was because I had lost the only person I had ever found the courage to love...and when I did...I thought running away would end the pain..."

Damian drained his cup, then reached into his pocket and tossed enough cash on the table to cover Dreama's meal and his own.

"Let's go then?"

He stood and waited patiently, watching the young woman seated beside him and the emotions that flittered over her face.

"I pay my own way...I have money enough."

Shrugging, he smiled...

"Call mine a tip then, if it makes you feel better...shall we leave...quietly?"

He offered a hand as she slid out of her seat and somehow wasn't surprised as she ignored it, then stood looking upat him almost defiantly...

"Where to then?

Nodding he walked beside her and waited until they were outside the diner to answer...

"To my room...you and I will be joined at the hip...until we work things out and I get you back...safe and sound..."

 

[AngelofyourNighmares]

Bumped

 

[BLACK BART]

*bump* back atcha

 

[AngelofyourNighmares]

Dreama

''Why would you run from love?'' She asked softly and looked at him then away again.. if he only knew.. ''If someone I loved wanted me I would never have left, unless they were the one that hurt me'' She said and looked at him shrugging.

She watched as he threw money on the table.. and then got her own out, she didn't need a man to pay for her much less this man.

When he stood she took a long deep breath and stood as well, where was she to go.. at least she could say she made it this far, and gave the man a good run for his money.

''Quietly? You think I'm going to make a scene'' She said with a light laugh.. ''I wish I was as you thought then... maybe I wouldn't be in this mess then'' She said weakly.

''Your room how nice... plan... I am glad you have a plan.. oh mighty one'' She was quiet back there but her pain, and anger was overtaking her.. and she knew it wasn't his fault hell he was just doing the job they paid him for.

''I'll go anywhere you want.. can you just answer me something.. who's paying you to capture me.. the cops... or him?'' She cringed when she said him referring to the man that she knew wanted her dead... the main one she was indeed running from.

 

[BLACK BART]

''I'll go anywhere you want.. can you just answer me something.. who's paying you to capture me.. the cops... or him?''

It wasn't a long walk, in fact the hotel was less than two hundred yards away, and as they crossed the graveled road Damian reached inside his vest to draw out a sheaf of papers.

"It's all legal and court ordered, I collect on the bond placed with the District...Not some bailbondsman..and I never, ever take a bribe..."

He opened the door to the room as she read the papers, then followed her in and locked it behind them, watching her choose on of the two beds and sprawl across it as she poured over the papers.

"Now answer me a few questions, if you would....Who is trying to kill you...and why?"

 

[AngelofyourNighmares]

Dreama

Dreama looked away as they walked she took a long deep breath and placed her hands together rubbing them.

''Like I would'' She said to his bribe comment... ''If I was that type of girl I would have been out of this long ago'' She said and watched him sit on the bed.

She carefully reviewed the papers and nodded her head placing them neatly back in there folder.

''His names Todd Mccoy... I am sure you've heard of him.. he's pretty pretigious with the casino rings... my ex owed him a substancial ammount of money.. thats why I was at his house that day''

She let her voice trail off as she closed her eyes.. and took a deep breath... ''Just forget it''

 

[BLACK BART]

Damian had heard of McCoy before, and none of the street talk was good, in fact it was so bad he had thought it malicous rumor...until now...

"Forget it?"

He repeated as the woman across from closed her eyes as if to blot out the past...

"If I "forget it"...then you get a ride in the back seat of my Jeep, and in a few days I deliver you to the district court..."

He was tired. The days of endless tracking had worn him thin, and now that he had her...it wouldn't get any better...

"Put your hands up over your head and hold the bars of the bed Dreama"

Damian sighed and pulled a set of handcuffs from the pouch on his belt...

"I need to make sure you can't run on me..."

 

[AngelofyourNighmares]

Drema

She didn't want to talk about this again, why so he could call ehr a liar, tell her she was making the whole story up, or laugh in her face.. hell what should he care.. she sighed and looked away.

''I used to care about going to jail, and wondering what would happen to me if I landed there, but at this point.. there aren't to many people to turn to, and the one person, my father that did believe in me.. his belief is wearing very thin.. so you tell me just what it is you want to hear'' She said in a whisper and looked away the sadness in her eyes again.

She was weak anyway, to many days of not sleeping, running, and barely eating had weighed on the younger woman as she looked him over as if trying to master his thoughts.

''You really think I am going to run?'' She asked there was no way she was going to let him embaress her.

But then again if she were him she would have thought the same thing.. so she sighed and did as he asked, it wasn't as if she slept anyway... ''You know something.. I just realized all my things are at my motel... you think tomorrow or something you can take me to get them.. I am not to keen on wearing the same cloths for days..'' SHe said witha light laugh she had did that lately tried to amke corny jokes to ease her mind.

 

[BLACK BART]

"Everyone runs Dreama, even if they say they'll go quietly, they see the clear blue sky...and thinking it will be thier last...they run. This takes the guessing out of it for both of us"

Sliding the cuffs through the heavy metal frame and then over her wrists he locked them securely enough to guarntee shecouldn't slip out of them, and yet not cut off her blood flow.

"As for telling me what I want to hear...I want the truth from you, and in turn I'll give you the same...agreed?"

He began patting her down, searching for any and all objects in her clothing, removing them as he found them and making sure each couldn't be used as a weapon...

"Clothes, we'll get them before we leave...I'm going to take off your pants...it will simplify things later...But tomorrow we'll round up your stuff and then have a nice hot breakfast.."

True to his words he sat on Dreama's legs and then undid the fasteners to her pants, then began tugging them down off her trim hips to reveal the tiny, black underwear she had on...

 

[AngelofyourNighmares]

Dreama

''Whatever'' She said this was more embaressing then anything for her, she wasn't the type of girl that a guy could just control and she was beginning to feel a little lost within herself.

''The truth... i'll give it to you, but like others you won't believe me anyway'' She said softly and looked away from him.

She hated feeling as if she was caged in, but she didn't fight him against it, she just bit her lip and thought for a moment before his next sentence.

She slightly jumped as he patted her down, she wasn't sure why but he was making her uncomfortable, and she regretted leaving quietly with him.

''I don't eat'' She said softly... ''I order the food, pick at it and push it away, like other things'' She said flinching.

She almost cried when he removed her pants, and she hoped he hadn't noticed because, she didn't want to seem weak amomgst other things.. she was upset she hadn't wore more secure panties that day.. and her face flushed with embaressment.

''Simplify things for you'' She mumbled in a tone that was both haterd and pain.

 

[BLACK BART]

'Simplify things for you''

Damian heard the hate and anger in her words and his eyes flashed in return.

"You said it earlier...I'm doing my JOB...I'm not deaf to what you're saying, and IF you want to really TALK, then get over feeling sorry for yourself and TELL ME what happened."

Pants in his hands he stepped of the bed and dodge a foot flying towards him and grinned...

"Nice legs hun..."

The scared look he got in return made him stop, then slowly wonder...

"You think I was going to rape you???? That taking off your pants was just a ploy to get in that neatly trimmed box of yours?"

Tossing the pants over a chair back he cursed out loud, then pulled a blanket off the shelf and heaved it over Dreama....

"Like I said hun...Nice legs...But I never force myself on a woman....I took your pants off so if and when you need to use the ladies room...you don't have to fight them...seeing as how you'll still be handcuffed when you do."

 

[AngelofyourNighmares]

Dreama

''Yes doing your job, thats all fine and dandy... and for your information I do not feel sorry for myself, maybe I just like living.. and either way if I get out of this room and back there.. he'll kill me'' She said the fear in her words.

She wasn't scared that he was going to rape her she was scared of everything and everyone at this point.

She sighed and looked at him knowing he was angry that the thought might have crossed her mind.

''I didn't say you were going to rape me!'' She screamed... ''And you don't have to be so damn crude in your words... and if I had to go you'd let me go to the bathroom and out of these cuffs'' Now that was more like the Dreama she rememberd.

''Look I am sorry, your right it's not your fault, you are doing your job... come here, cause I don't prefere telling my story to the people in the next room'' She said and took a deep breath...

''And just so you know this isn't easy for me'' She said with a look of sadness in her eyes.

 

[BLACK BART]

Damian was having a hard time understanding the handcuffed woman on the bed. Try as he might he was confused as she switched from talking of being killed to apologizing to wanting to live to no one believing her to not wanting the cuffs on...

And then she seemed to calm herself and asked him to sit next to him with her words...

''And just so you know this isn't easy for me''

"I wish it was Dreama, I really do."

Damian sighed and sat next to her, noticing the blanket he had used to cover her was now on the floor, and her well shaped legs were spread half apart...

"Tell me then...I'll listen and won't say a word until you're done."