So I sat down at my laptop to write the next chapter for 'Finally Together' and I couldn't get this idea off my mind. So, I thought I would just write it!!

James Mirelli. She met him while she was attending college. He was a member of the local police force. It was love at first sight and when she graduated, they got married. That was ten years ago. She couldn't believe how fast things had changed in her life.

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Eight years ago the abuse started

Her life had been a happy one. They had just celebrated their second wedding anniversary. Everything was perfect, but that didn't last long. Her marriage of happiness and bliss turned into one of pain – physical and emotional pain.

"I can't believe you let him look at you like that," James yelled.

"Honey, what are you talking about?" she asked.

"That man in the store was undressing you with his eyes."

"He was? I honestly didn't realize it, and what does it matter? I don't want him. I want and love my husband." She walked over and placed her hands around him in a hug. She felt his hands roughly pushing her away. "Babe?"

"It matters to me. I do not like it when my wife encourages other men to ogle her body."

"You think I want that attention. What has gotten into you? Ever since your mother's death you have changed. You've become so possessive." She watched as his eyes grew black with anger. She didn't even expect the slap that connected with her cheek. She brought her hand up to her face and looked at him with wide eyes.

"You are never to bring up my mother again! Do you understand me?"

Unable to answer, she nodded as James turned and left the kitchen they were standing in. After a few seconds she released the breath that she was holding as tears finally came to her eyes.

It had been two weeks since her mother-in-law, Anna Mirelli passed away from a fastly progressive battle with cancer, and her husband has seemed to be stuck in the anger phase of the grief process. Time. That was all that he needed. She believed the old expression – "Time heals all wounds". She just hoped that it would heal her husband's quickly.

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Five years ago her marriage ended.

After three years of suffering the physical and emotional abuse she finally had the courage to leave him. She had threatened him several times that she would leave if he didn't get help for his grief and stop with the abuse. He just laughed at her and took that opportunity to slap her again or sometimes he would even force her to take part in her 'wifely duties' as he called them.

When he finished, he would then threaten her that if she ever did leave him, he would hunt her down and kill her. But, what could she do? Go to the police? No. He was Deputy Chief of Police there. No one would ever believe her. She lived in fear for three years until she attended a book reading at the local book store.

F.B.I. agent, David Rossi, was there signing copies of a book he had written. She listened to his talk about his career with the bureau and working at the Behavioral Analysis Unit. She became captivated by the stories he shared.

Thinking more about them, she decided to put her degree to good use and join the F.B.I. It was the perfect escape. She would be protected in the academy. He would not be able to get to her. She decided while she was at the library to print out the application from the public computers. She ran home to fill them out before James returned home.

To say that she was surprised to find him at the house when she got back would be an understatement. "Honey," she stated with surprise. "I thought your shift wasn't over until later this evening."

"I thought I could come home and have my wife make me some lunch. Where were you?"

"At the book store. There was an author, David Rossi, there signing copies of his book and talking about it. He is an F.B.I. agent and wrote about some of the cases from his time in the Behavioral Analysis Unit. It looks like an interesting read." She held up the book with the title 'Deviance' written across it.

He took the book from her hands and she cringed when she remembered that the printed out application was tucked into the book. "What is this?" he asked when he found the papers. "An application for the F.B.I. academy?!"

"It was an interesting talk that Agent Rossi gave. I just printed it out. I was going to talk to you about it tonight. I'd like to fill the application out. It would be a chance to put my degree to good use. Training is only for a few months and I could apply to get placed in the local field office, here."

"Absolutely not," he yelled as he backhanded her across the face. This time he didn't stop there. He continued his abuse. It was the worse one, and the last one she would ever have to endure. In the end, she was left with a black eye, dislocated shoulder and some bruised ribs on her left side. James left her sobbing on their living room floor as he left to return to work. "Dinner better be ready by seven." He slammed the door and walked out.

An hour later she looked up at the clock, 1pm. She had six hours to be gone. She knew that she needed to get to her mother's house. She would be safe there.

So...interested? Let me know. Who do you think "She" is? I will reveal it next chapter, as well if there will be any pairings. Unlike "Finally Together", this will not be an audience participation story.