I had a grocery bag in my hands, walking down the street just minding my own business. I had bought a little bit of food for my friends in Mice, and some girl stuff for myself because if I had been counting right my period would start the day after tomorrow. And since I hadn’t had sex in a while I knew that I wasn’t pregnant. I knew the feeling of thinking you were. And i didn’t like it. It just made me panic more then I had to.
Then I noticed that there was a man walking behind me. About ten meter behind me, and when I glanced over my shoulder I saw that he had a long coat on and some dark sunglasses. I shivered a little and walked a little bit faster. Why was the venue so fucking far away? And the man of course, walked faster as well. My body trembled and I hurried just a little bit more. I heard the man behind me and I looked back, and he followed me in to the alley that lead to the busses, and I was just about to let out a small shriek when arms wrapped itself around me. Instead I let out a scream and I dropped the bag.
"Hey, it’s just me" Ian said and glared at the guy that had followed me. I wrapped my arms around him an buried my face into his chest.
"Fuck off" he said to the man and I could hear him run away. Ian stroked my back and I took deep breaths to calm my racing heart.
"You okay?" he asked after a few minutes and I nodded slowly. But when I was crouching down to pick up the bag my legs failed my and I fell onto my knees. He picked up the bag and lifted me up, and carried me over to the Mice bus.

When we entered the bus everyone just stared at Ian who carried me. I his my face in the crook of his neck and I tried not to let out a sob.
"Where is your bunker?" he asked and I whispered in his ear. Ian gently helped me down and I crawled inside me bunker, and he looked at me.
"Will you be okay now?" he asked and I nodded. I looked at him and I didn’t even want to know how my mascara was looking like right now. But Ian just smiled and then he walked away. I could hear him in the lounge and that he told the others what happened, and then he left the bus.

A few minutes later Austin crouched down beside my bunker and he looked at me. He looked concerned, and worried.
"You okay?" he asked.
"Yes" I whispered and swallowed. To be honest my heart still raced and my hands felt sweaty. Austin looked at me and then he dragged me out from the bunker.
"Austin please" I whined and just wanted to go back under my blanket.
"We need to wash your face" he said and got me over to the small bathroom. There he pushed me down on the toilet and then he started to wash my face, and stroke my shoulder a little. Like a small massage but still not hard enough to be called a massage. It calmed me down though, and Austin noticed it.

I woke up to someone stroking my waist and back. I tiredly glanced up and found myself lying on Austin’s chest. We were lying on the couch. He was watching tv and he looked so relaxed. In a way I never had seen him before. So relaxed and calm. And he stroked my waist and back, up and down to calm me down. To make me feel secure.
"How long did I sleep?" I whispered and curled up a little against him.
"For about three hours" he said and looked at me, a little bit surprised by my sudden move. I looked at him and he glanced back at me. Then he smiled and I felt his arm a little bit tighter around me.
"Austin…" I said but I slowly slumbered away again.
"yes?" he asked but I couldn’t answer him because I once again fell asleep.