Hawkeye shook his head. "No...I don't want to do this..." he said looking into the man's eyes with fear.

Vincent sighs and sits up. He turns his head looking out the window his chin resting on his hand.

Hawkeye grabbed his hat and put it back on as he looked at the man. "What's wrong?" he asked sadly.

"Nothing you need to worry about" he says simply. A slight sigh escapes his lips.

"If...if you don't tell me I worry more..." he said as he found himself sitting closer to him and hugging him from behind. "Is it me? Something I did or said?" he asked.

He looks at him slightly raising an eyebrow. "Why does it matter? Why do you even bother talking to me you are my prisoner remember" he knocks him away.

Hawkeye frowned and bit his tongue wondering if he was mad at him fro not wanting to do what he wanted to do.

He looks over at him he rolls his eyes a bit "your just a kid".

Hawkeye frowned and looked at him. "Okay if you don't want to tell me what's wrong I won't force you...I'm sorry I even asked." he said to him.

He grabs the chain of the cuffs, pulling him close. "You will show me some respect or I will get rough" he smiles and lets his eyes trail down over the males body. "I'm not mad anyway, you just assume" he leans in kissing him again.

Hawkeye's eyes widened and he nodded. "Yes sir...whatever you want..." he said and found himself kissing him back softly.

He laughs a bit now. "Such an obedient little pet good" he lets the chain slip through his fingers a bit and looks into the males eyes. "Now then I suppose they will want to interrogate you, but after that you will come home with-" the car gives a sudden jerk.

Hawkeye nodded and listened to him. "Whatever you want Sir..." said but fell back when the car gave the sudden jerk. "Sir...what's going on?" he asked in fear.

Looking out the window, he noticed that they were being tailled he glares and taps on the window. "Step on it!" he yells. The car speeds up.

Hawkeye wondered what was going on and looked at the man with questioning eyes.

He glared out the window a bit and takes a breath. "Dam f'ing rebels" he says.

Hawkeye kissed his cheek and looked out the window then back at the man. "So where are we going?" he asked him.

Back to thee base, we need to get out of here and-" the car jerked again. It felt like something was hitting them harder and harder.

Hawkeye was now very scared and didn't know what they were going to do. "We need to go faster..." he said quietly.

The car sped up but it seemed like the other just kept coming. They were getting further out in the country, when suddenlt the car jerk and runs off the road.

Hawkeye watched in horror as they ran off of the road. He sighed when it was calm and he looked at the man in the car and wondered if the driver was okay.

Staying quiet Vincent moved out of the car. An explosion of bullets begin to hit the car. He grabs the boys hand as they smash through the window. He saw blood on the windshield the driver was dead. "Dammit" they run.

Hawkeye ran off with him and kept his hand in his as he held his hat and whip with the other hand. They had to get away from this place.

Vincent soon realized that they were lost. "Dammit" he says slightly with a low throatly growl. He takes a deep breath, and looks around. He was unfamiliar with this land they had been running for awhile now and he knew it would get dark soon. He walks over to a cave. "This will have to do" he says and grabs a few sticks from around. Walking deep into the cave so it would not be seen, he lights the fire the warmth relaxing. He glances over at Hawkeye. "Your choice what you do, I set you free but if you go and they find you you will probrably die" he says "or you can stay the night with me, but if you are here in the morning, I will take you prisoner again".

Hawkeye followed him into the cave and listened to what he said. "I'd rather be a prisoner than die..." he said quietly and looked over at the man. "I would guess you want to know my name..." he said and sighed. "My name is Hawkeye Pierce...and I'm fourteen..." he said to the man quietly.