I snuggled deeper into my warm cocoon for once in a long time feeling safe and complete. I sighed pulling the comforter over my head and then froze. My eyes popped open when I realized that I wasn't in my bed. Don't get me wrong my bed was really comfortable and I loved it. But this bed felt like I was floating on a cloud. Then everything came crashing back to me. Colin, Dylan, and the police chase. I sat straight up in the bed in a panic taking in my surroundings. The room was in complete darkness and it took a second before my eyes adjusted. I scanned to the side and saw a clock on the nightstand, 4:00. Was it morning or afternoon? Did I really sleep all day and through the night. I reached over and felt around for the switch on the lamp and clicked the button. The room was illuminated in a warm yellow glow. I was definitely in a man's room. Taking in the black furniture,the 52 inch tv mounted on the wall across from the bed, two laptops on a desk, a small couch, french doors that lead out onto a balcony and three other closed doors. I assumed that the doors led to the bathroom, closet, and an exit. Was I being held captive? "Hello?" I whispered and waited for a response. I tried again, but louder, "hello?" Silence greeted me. Well if I'm being held captive, it's time to find out. First I wanted to do a little investigation in the room I was in. I crept out of the bed and tiptoed to the french doors. I peeked through the window blinds and was taken aback by the brightness of the sun. That answers one of my questions, it was four o'clock in the afternoon. I put my hands on hips and pivoted around on the plush carpet. Wait I was only wearing a tshirt, I sniffed it and realized it held the same cologne smell that claimed this room. So whoever was the owner of this room I was wearing his clothes. I walked over to one of the doors and peered in to a huge bathroom that was done in black and grey tiles. The bathroom was gorgeous and modern and utterly male. I walked over to the final door taking a deep breath and twisted the knob. The door opened freely to my amazement. I nearly pissed on myself staring at a pair of huge black eyes. “I-I’m sorry I scared you. I was sent up to see if you were awake.” The young girl nervously shifted on her feet bowing her head. “Hey it’s okay. I just got up. Where am I?” I poked my head out of the door looking side to side. Empty. No one in sight. “The pack house.” The quiet voice drew my attention back to my young girl. She couldn't be no more than twelve and shorter than me. That's pretty short. “Pack house?” what a weird name for a house. “I came to get you for lunch.” I stepped out into the hallway and the girl scuttled backward out of my way. She acted like a scared bunny her eyes glued to the floor. Her face jerked upward and crinkled as she sniffed the air for something that smelled offensive. Her face turned towards me leaning in taking another sniff, “What is that smell?” I search around me seeing if the odor was coming from behind but her eyes were glued to me. I lifted a strand of my hair and could smell the foul odor from the lake infused in the strands. I was the culprit. Ugh I needed a shower. “Maybe I should take a shower first before I come down.” She vigorously nodded her head and gave me directions for the dining room and scampered away. I stepped back into the room shutting the door and headed for the bathroom. I stripped off the tshirt and took a quick shower and washed my hair in the shampoo that was available. I wrapped myself in one of the thick, white towels I found in a linen closet inside of the bathroom. I search drawer after drawer and but was unsuccessful. I rubbed the steam off the mirror and quickly twisted my wet hair back into a bun. Clothes was next on my agenda. I entered the walk-in closet and rummaged through the drawers until I found a suitable pair of boxers, sweatpants with drawstring to hold them up, and a tshirt. Once that was accomplished I located a pair of slide-ins athletic shoes that had to be at least twice the size of my feet. The room I was in was at the end of the hall so I had only one option. I slowly walked down the hall listening for any sounds when I heard voices and banging of ls. I realized there was a set of stairs on the left. Was this the set of directions the girl gave me? I decided to stop going forward and turned down the stairs towards the sounds of females. A lot of females. As I walked down two flights of stairs I determine that the l sounds were that of pots and pans which meant that I must be nearing the kitchen. The delicious smells filled my nostrils and confirmed that I was definitely by the kitchen. I turned the corner and went down the last flight of stairs and stopped when I neared the opening. The kitchen was alive with banter and laughter from about twenty women while they were cooking. As soon I stepped into the kitchen everyone stopped talking and all eyes turned on me. No one said a word in fact as I scanned the room their eyes fell towards the floor like they were ashamed to look at me. Was there something wrong with me? Did I have something on my face? My hand immediately flew to my face to verify that I didn't have anything stuck on it and did a quick assessment of my body. Was it that I was dressed in men clothing? "Excuse me, let me through." A young black female inched her way across the room towards me until the other women all stepped aside given her a clear pathway. A smile illuminated her beautiful face, her light creamy complexion was flawless and her hazel eyes sparkled putting me at ease quickly. "Hi I'm Vicki." She stopped a couple of feet in front of me extending her hand. I gratefully grasped it looking for a life line. "I'm Celeste." sending her a genuine smile. "Oh, I know who you are. We all do." She turned looking towards the other women in the kitchen and they all nodded in agreement. "You do?" ok, this is not weird. "I'm Dylan's ma..ummm.. wife. He explained everything to us." "Oh, I understand." "Are you hungry? I decided to let you sleep after everything you went through this morning." "Thanks. I'm starving." I let out a nervous laugh. Everyone was still kinda frozen. "It smells heavenly in here." that seemed to break the ice because everyone started showing their gratitude.