Before I could ask anything Layne grabbed hold of my hand and said, "No matter what you hear in the middle of the night, you can't scream, or run, or cry. Don't do a thing, just let me take care of you." I nodded my head and layed back down. I heard the door open but didn't open my eyes to see who it was. Then, I felt Layne's body get up and block infront of me. He told me not to do anything so I stayed still, trusting him to take care of whatever was here. Then, it struck me. What was this town's horror? My eyes flashed open and I saw the same black cloaked people walking around in the room with numbers painted on their backs. "Oh my God..." I whispered as Layne shoved me further to the wall, covering me with the blanket and his body.

"Have you seen her?" I heard Gaven's voice say. I dug my face through Layne's arm and managed to see through the cracks between his body and arm. There was Gaven in A Watcher's cloak with number ten and eleven. They were looking for me, and I guess Chelle wasn't the only town with Watchers either. Prim, and maybe some others have them too. They didn't seem to want Layne or his family for anything, they were just looking for me. When they left Layne turned around and wrapped his arms around me, "Don't worry, I won't let them find you." I nodded my head and lcosed my eyes, watching Gaven's frantic eyes searching the room for me again. Then, he looked at me, reaching out for me. I opened my eyes and flung my arms away from Layne. Layne sat up as I twisted all around the bed, trying to get the feeling of Gaven's grabby hands off of my body.

I kicked and smacked at the air until Layne sat me in his lap and held down my arms and legs until I settled down, "June! I told you, they're not going to get you! I promise!" He dried the tears that were dripping off my chin and kissed me on the lips. "It's alright." I sighed and layed back down for the last few hours of night that we had. In the morning we were awoken by Layne's mother storming into the room and peeling the blankets off of us. "June, in the kitchen. Now. Layne. You to." Layne and me ran down to the kitchen and sat in chairs, waiting for mum to come in. When she did, there was a bottle of liquid in her hand and she was wearing an apron and rubber gloves. "Alright June. Come sit here in the chair." Slowly, I got up and sat down in the chair that was infront of her. I felt a wet feeling in my hair and realized she was pouring the liquid in the bottle on it.

"What are you doing?" "We are dying your hair blonde so The Watchers don't reconize you." I didn't say anything else, I didn't even know what dying hair meant. Was she going to burn all my hair off? Dying hair...Ew. I shook my head in a twitchy kind of way as the cold stuff ran down my neck. "Oh! Sorry about that dear. I'll wipe it off with a towel." I didn;t even bother to respond because again, I had no idea what she was talking about. Layne sat in the chair across from me, his patient eyes waiting. Watching. After a long time she tapped my shoulders and told me to stand up. Then, she walked me to the bathroom and told me to get in the shower. I watched as she walked out of the room and I peeled my shirt off the top of my head and then slid my pants off down my legs. One by one I put my feet into the large tub. Then, I turned the knob and it began raining in the spot I was standing, I was so startled I screamed. Layne rushed into the room, me being naked seemed to not bother him the least bit.

He walke dover to me and turned another knob that made the rain warmer. Then, he smiled at me and closed some sort of wall between us. I pressed my face up against it and watched a blurred vision of Layne shut the door. Then, I ran my fingers through my hair and let the warm rain continue to fall on me. I stayed in there for nearly an hour before someone opened the door and opened another door that trapped me inside the area that rained. Layne stood there, smiling. Then he held up a towel and wrapped it around me. "Mum!" He yelled as she opened the door behind him. She held out another towel and began scrubbing my hair with it. "When this is dry, you'll have blonde hair like mine." But, when it was dry it was not blonde. It looked more like straw and mud stuck all together. Mum ran her fingers through my hair and then looked at my face, "You don't like it?" "No, no mum! I like it but, I thought it would be like yours." She half smiled and then replied, "Your hair was too dark to make it like mine."

Layne walked back in the room and dropped his jaw and didn't say a word. Tears filled in my eyes and I covered my hair with my hands. "You hate it don't you!" I screamed. Layne rushed over to me and pulled my arms away from my head and grabbed my shoulders so I would look him in the eye. "no, no. June. You look beautiful. I was amazed by you beauty, I think you look wonderful." He brushed my bangs away from my face and kissed the top of my cheek bone. He grabbed the back of my head and pulled it into his shoulder.