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After talking to Ben for a few minutes, Luke leaves him to look over the horses and heads back up to the house to find out what's going on with Hannah. She was white as a sheet when she saw Ben get out of the truck. As he walks into the house and looks around, he sees no sign of Hannah or his kids. Taking the stairs two at a time, he hears Chance and Lucky arguing. He stops right outside her bedroom door and listens.
"But why, Hannah?" Lucky's voice echoes through the hall.
"Lucky." Luke can hear the sadness in Hannah's voice followed by Rainy's low mournful cry. "I have to go. I've been here too long already." Hannah reaches over and touches Lucky's cheek gently.
"She's just got to, Lucky....You heard her." Luke hears a thump as Chance tries to pick up her suitcase and then Hannah's soft laugh.
"That suitcase a little much for you, little man?" Hannah reaches and picks up her suitcase and puts it on the bed next to her folded clothes and Rainy who's sitting, playing with the bell that Hannah gave her.
"But Hannah...." Cash bounces excitedly on the bed. ".....Nobody makes grilled cheeses like you do.....and cookies.....and.....and......fried chicken......and......."
Chance drops down on the floor, sitting with his legs crossed watching Hannah pack her suitcase. "Shut up, Cash." He mutters softly, blinking back the tears that are threatening to spill down his cheeks. "She doesn't want to take care of us anymore....we're too much trouble."
Hannah turns, dropping the clothes back onto the bed before walking over to where Chance is sitting. She drops down to her knees in front of him and brushes his hair back from his eyes. He has to have a haircut soon or he's gonna start running into things, she thinks to herself. Feeling her chest tighten as she realizes that someone else will be taking him to get it cut.
"You know that's not true, honey." She smiles as his wide blue eyes meet hers. "I'm sorry, Chance. I want to stay...really I do...." Hannah gasps as he jumps up and throws his arms quickly around her neck, almost knocking the breath out of her.
"Then stay....please.....daddy can protect you....we won't let nobody get you." Luke steps into the room.
"Daddy....tell Hannah not to go." Cash comes flying across the room, wrapping his arms around Luke's legs and clinging to him as tightly as Chance is to Hannah.
"Boys, go downstairs....Luke walks over and picks Rainy up and follows Cash and Lucky out of the room, glancing back as Hannah tries to pull away from Chance. "You to, Chance." Luke says firmly, watching as his boy reluctantly pulls away from Hannah and walks slowly out of the room.
Her legs shaking, Hannah pulls herself to her feet and moves back across the room to finish packing. She's still wondering how she'll slip away from the ranch without Ben seeing her when she hears her door click closed. She glances up quickly, her heart pounding in her ears. She sighs softly as she sees Luke standing there, leaning against the door. She drops down on the edge of the bed, still holding a nightgown clutched In her hands.
"If you want to run away from me, that's fine but don't make up wild stories about somebody chasing you to my kids." Luke's voice is low and even but Hannah's known him long enough to pick up on the slight tremor in his voice that clues everybody in on how angry he really is.
Hannah opens her mouth to answer him but then closes it just as quickly, realizing suddenly that there's nothing she can say to explain without telling him everything. She just drops her head and nods slowly.
"No arguments.....no defending yourself....." Luke laughs softly as he crosses the room to stand in front of her. ".....Come on, Hannah......surely you can find some excuse for using my kids."
Hannah can do nothing but shake her head, afraid that if she even looks up at him, she'll spill her guts about everything and then.....then there'd be no running.
"Damnit, talk to me." Reaching down, he grabs her by the arms and jerks her to her feet. Sliding his hand back to cup the back of her head, he forces her head back. Seeing the unshed tears that she's trying desperately to hide from him, he feels his stomach drop. "Oh god, you weren't lying to them were you?"