"Sorry, That Won't Work."

"Sorry, that won't work," Jean says shaking her head at last. "The Government would throw us all in a lab to be studied and we wouldn't do well in captivity. Not only that but I am sure they would separate you and I and I couldn't bear that, it would drive me insane." Jean says, and you nod. If they tried to separate you and Jean you would go completely SPARE, they would probably end up putting you down to keep you from killing people trying to get to her; so going back to civilization is RIGHT OUT.

"Okay, your right, we need a Plan B. We can't go back into town but I'm not just abandoning my car, it's brand new and if someone finds it abandoned they'll start searching for me and like you said, if anyone finds us we have to turn them or kill them, so we can't have people knowing where to look. This park is over forty thousand acres, lots of space to get lost in, but if they get out the dogs and helicopters they will find us eventually, so we have to stash the car somewhere that it won't be found, and if possible we should keep it just in case we have to go back into town for some reason," you think out loud, and Jean nods her head at most of it, her stark white locks bouncing with each nod.

"Yea, all that makes sense, we can stash the car in the old mine where the pack forts up for winter, if we can figure out how to get it up there without leaving an obvious trail... How long did you tell people you would be gone..." and Jean suddenly shakes her head. "I just realized I have never asked you your name." She says, then cracks a wry grin. "Oh my god I have become such a slut since I was turned," she says with a laugh, but turns serious again, "but really, what IS your name? I should know it, being your mate and all..." Jean says caressing your cheek with the furry back of one hand...