Fighting for a New Life Ch. 04-05

I apologize that it took so long for this update to be posted and regret to inform you guys that it may take awhile for future updates; classes begin for me on Thursday and due to previous events, if I do not get straight B's this semester and next semester, I won't have a high enough GPA to graduate and believe me, in my opinion, I've given the University more money and time then I want to. I will try to get in updates as quickly as I can, but my school work and my family take priority over my stories. I thank you all for reading and your comments. I also ask that if anyone thinks something in the time line or chapter does not make sense to please include an email address so that I may get back to you on an individual basis. And feel free to IM me.

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Ashira

CHAPTER FOUR

"I didn't know you had that kind of money," Ariana said in awe as Bobby stacked four huge bank bags in a raggedy looking duffel bag.

"The joys of owning my own business," Bobby told her.

"Where will we go?" she wanted to know.

"I'm not sure. As far away from here as we can," Bobby answered.

"Will we be back in time to have the baby?" Ariana asked.

"I don't know," he admitted, putting the rest of the things and putting them in the back of the car.

"Bobby, I'm tired," Ariana complained hours later.

"We'll stop in about a half hour for dinner and a hotel, I promise," Bobby told her.

By the time they stopped at a Holiday Inn, nearly two hours had passed and Ariana was asleep.

"Aria, wake up," Bobby said, shaking her awake. Ariana straightened and rubbed her eyes.

"So much for a half hour," she said grumpily.

"Sorry, there wasn't anything except fast food and that stuff just isn't healthy," Bobby told her. Ariana wrinkled her nose. "Don't tell me you're a health nut," she teased.

"No, but I know fast food has too much fat and calories and if they aren't good for a non-pregnant person, they won't be good for you," Bobby answered.

"Splurge every once in awhile," she grumbled.

Bobby chuckled. "I'll be back in a few minutes with our room key," he promised. True to his word, Bobby returned a few moments later with a key, climbed back in the car and drove around to the side where the room was located. "Do you want me to order room service or do you want to go out?" Bobby asked as he carried their bags into the room.

Ariana flipped through the dine in menu and pursed her lips. "Lets eat in," she suggested. Bobby nodded.

"Order anything you want. I'm going to make sure we weren't followed," Bobby told her.

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Ariana looked up as Bobby returned to the room just moments after their food was delivered. "I ordered you a burger and fries," she murmured. Bobby smiled and sat down on the bed next to her and reached for the burger. "See anything of concern?" Ariana asked.

"No, but we shouldn't stay here for more than a night or two," Bobby answered. Ariana sighed.

"Are we going to spend the rest of our lives on the run?" Ariana asked.

"I hope not," he murmured, taking a large bite of his burger. "How'd you know what I like on my burgers?" Bobby asked. Ariana rolled her eyes.

"For starters, we've been married for over two months, almost three now and second, your mother gave me a list of your favorite foods and how to prepare them," Ariana said.

Bobby chuckled. "Sounds like mom, I can be a bit stubborn about my food," he admitted. They finished their dinner in silence and Ariana disappeared into the bathroom. When she returned a few moments later, she was wearing a silky light blue night gown. "Is that new?" he asked.

She nodded. "Do you like it?"

"You look amazing in it," Bobby told her. Ariana smiled and blushed a little when she caught sight of the look in his eyes.

A knock at the door caused Bobby's eyes to be torn away from staring at her. Bobby wordlessly walked over to the door and opened it cautiously. "Yes?" Bobby asked.

"The manager asked me to deliver this to your suite," the bellhop told him. Bobby thanked him and took the proffered bottle and closed the door. Bobby turned around and swallowed his panic when he saw Ariana wasn't in the room. He scanned the rest of the suite carefully and sighed with relief when he saw she was on the balcony. "Aria?" he asked, stepping into the doorway.

"I just needed some air," Ariana said. "Who was at the door?" she asked.

"The bell hop. The hotel manager asked him to deliver a bottle of sparkling cider," Bobby answered. "I guess he must have pegged us for newlyweds," he added with a grin. Ariana blushed again and backed up against the railing when she caught sight of the wolfish grin on his face. "We'll drink it later," he decided, unbuttoning his pants and letting them fall to the ground, followed quickly by his boxers.

"Bobby! Someone will see us!" Ariana hissed.

"No they won't, the walls are high and solid," Bobby told her, stepping towards her and pushing the hem of her night gown up over her hips. Before Ariana could protest again, Bobby's lips were covering hers and his fingers pressing up into her moist heat. Ariana moaned and arched against him. Bobby chuckled before replacing his fingers with his cock, thrusting hard, fast and deep. Bobby used his hands to keep Ariana's hips still as she attempted to meet him.

"Bobby!" she wailed softly. Bobby groaned and let go of her hips, closed his eyes as she began to thrust with him. It was over faster than either of them expected, their cries of pleasure mingled and Ariana sagged against him, feeling as if every bone in her legs had melted away.

"Are you okay?" Bobby asked as he helped her back into the room.

"Yeah, but I could use that cider now," Ariana murmured. Bobby chuckled, popped the top off the bottle and poured her a glass.

Ariana took a long sip of her cider before Bobby had a chance to pour his own. He was just about to take a sip when a loud thump caught his attention. "Aria?" he asked, looking up. His eyes widened when he saw Ariana on the floor, a look of pain crossed her face as she struggled to breathe. He swore under his breath as he reached for the phone and called for help.

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"Mr. Glass, I'm Doctor Knight," Bobby looked up as the doctor walked up to him.

"Is Aria okay?" Bobby asked, almost afraid to hear the answer. Doctor Knight smiled.

"She should be just fine, the baby too," he answered before Bobby could ask his next question. "Do you mind telling me what happened?" Doctor Knight wanted to know.

Haltingly, Bobby told the doctor about the events over the past few months and Doctor Knight frowned. "It sounds like you kids need a safe haven," Doctor Knight mused. Bobby nodded. "Let me make some calls. I want to keep Ariana over night for observation and then I want her under a doctor's care for the rest of the pregnancy. With the amount of stress that you are under is not going to do any good for that baby," Doctor Knight told Bobby.

"We can't stay in one place. We've only been in town a few hours and he already managed to get to Aria," Bobby argued.

"Like I said, let me make some calls. I may know of a safe place for you," Doctor Knight reiterated. "She's in room two, go on in," he added before walking away.

Bobby walked into the room and sat down in the chair next to the bed and watched Ariana sleep. He looked up when Doctor Knight returned to the room nearly an hour later. "I have a place for you to go and hide," he began. Bobby listened intently, a smile forming on his face when he realized the doctor's plan just might work.

CHAPTER FIVE

"Bobby, where are we?" Ariana wanted to know.

"We're in a town in Michigan near an Amish settlement. Doctor Knight has a friend that lives here. He and the Amish will protect us," Bobby answered. Ariana looked doubtful.

"I'm not living without electricity," Ariana said.

"We don't have to. We're not living in the Amish community, just near. The "English" community and the Amish community are very close in proximity. Doctor Knight called the doctor here who commonly treats minor injuries and he spoke with the Bishop of the community; if anyone even thinks to come looking for us here that we've been here for a few years," Bobby told Ariana. She still looked unsure. "Relax Aria, we'll be safe here," Bobby said softly.

He pulled into a driveway in front of a small house. "This is where we'll be staying," he added, putting the car in park. Ariana looked around the house with a sigh; despite it's small size, it was quite cute; the walls were a cheerful pale yellow with eggshell trim. "The kitchen isn't as big as the one you designed, but it's functional," Bobby told her as he led her around the inside. After they toured the house, Bobby walked outside and grabbed bags from the back of the car.

"Are you Bobby Glass? I'm Doctor Turner. Pat Knight called and said you'd be coming," a man who looked to be about thirty said, walking up to Bobby.

"Yes, I am. Ariana is inside. She isn't sure about this," Bobby answered.

"That's understandable. I brought the Bishop with me to talk with the both of you, is now a good time?" Doctor Turner asked. Bobby nodded and led them inside.

"Aria, Doctor Turner and the Bishop are here," Bobby called out. Ariana walked into the kitchen where Bobby, the doctor and the Bishop waited.

"Hello," she said politely.

"I understand you both have had quite a journey," the Bishop began. Ariana nodded. "It sounds like your father is not a good man," the Bishop murmured.

"No, he isn't. When my mother died, he kept me locked in the house," Ariana said.

"Then how'd you go on runs?" Bobby asked. Ariana avoided Bobby's gaze.

"I snuck out. And believe me, I paid dearly for that," Ariana answered.

"Your father hit you?" Bobby asked, his eyes darkening. Ariana lowered her eyes to the floor and nodded. "Remind me to kill him when I see him next," Bobby said.

"Violence is not permitted here," the Bishop told Bobby. Bobby nodded. Bobby and Ariana listened closely as the Bishop went over the rules of the community.

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"They're giving us funny looks," Ariana whispered nearly two weeks later.

"They'll get used to us," Bobby told her. Ariana shook her head and went back to looking at the produce from the stand. "These peaches look amazing," he told the woman at the stand.

She gave a slight nod. "We had plenty of sun and rain this year," she agreed. "You're new here," she commented.

"They are the ones the Bishop talked about a few weeks back," another woman said, bagging up some tomatoes for another customer.

"You'll be safe here. Have you stocked your kitchen yet?"

"No, not yet. My name is Ariana," she answered.

"My name is Martha. Would you like for me and some of the other women to bring you some meat, and other foods? Fresh cheese and milk perhaps?" Martha asked Ariana.

"That would be great," Ariana said gratefully.

"We will be there as soon as we close down for the day, around four," Martha said. Ariana smiled and thanked Martha as Bobby paid her for the produce they had chosen.

When Martha and a few of the others from the community appeared at the house a few hours later, Bobby and Ariana were amazed at the amount of food people had brought. "I didn't mean for you to bring so much," Ariana told Martha, her eyes wide with awe.

"You need food, the Bishop said you are expecting your first child; nutrition is important for expectant mothers. Besides, if we want anyone coming and asking questions to believe you are one of us, we need to treat you like you are one of us," Martha answered, stocking the bread box full of loaves of fresh bread. "This is my sister Annie. I take it this is where you want the milk and cheese?" Martha introduced a young woman carrying a large basket full of eggs, cheeses and several glass jugs of milk.

"Just set them on the counter and I will put them away," Ariana said.

Annie looked around the kitchen in surprise.

"Why do you have two ice chests?" Annie wanted to know.

"Aria and I are Jewish, and it is our custom not to put meat and dairy in the same refrigerator," Bobby answered.

"That is a very strange custom," Annie said.

"Annie, don't be rude!" Martha hissed; she looked up as an older woman walked into the kitchen. "Mama, this is Bobby and Ariana Glass. This is my mother Rebecca," Martha said.

"She isn't being rude. It's very simple. Deuteronomy 14:21 states that you shall not boil a kid in its mother's milk. The Rabbi's interpreted that to mean that one shall not eat meat and dairy together," Bobby answered with a smile.

"My husband will be bringing over some meat for you. We have a nice pig we can slaughter," Rebecca said with a welcoming smile.

"Thank you ma'am, but I must ask that just beef and chicken be brought. Pork is considered treif, or un-kosher," Bobby said.

"Of course. We wish to respect your customs and will do so as long as you respect ours," Rebecca said. Bobby nodded. "I will have the men cut the meat down and I will wrap some of it so you may put it in the freezer," she added before saying something softly to her daughters and leaving the house.

"This is unbelievable," Ariana said as she washed dishes later that night.

"I'm with you on that one," Bobby agreed. "How are you feeling?" he asked, seeing dark circles under her eyes.

"I'm a little tired, but other than that, I feel fine," Ariana answered with a small smile as she rinsed the last dish and put it in the drainer.

"Why don't you go to bed," Bobby suggested.

"It's only seven!" Ariana exclaimed.

Bobby grinned. "Well, I didn't say to go to sleep," he reminded her. Ariana blushed but allowed herself to be led into the tiny bedroom.