Far From Over
Chapter 1
Author's Note: This is a sequel to You're Never Alone. Did you really think that I wouldn't do a sequel? This story will be suspenseful like last time.
Chapter 1
Lynn was looking at her husband, who was sleeping. She couldn't believe that it has been a year since they got married. She touched his face. "I love you, Sully."
"I love you, Lynn."
She looked at him with this surprised look on her face. "I didn't know that you were awake."
He smiled at her. "I just woke up,"
He then sat up and leaned over and kissed her. "Do you have to work today?" he asked.
She nodded. "I can't believe that I'm back to work as a reporter." she said, as she stood up. Sully walked up beside her and wrapped his arms around her. "You're a great reporter; I just can't believe that you never told me that you were one."
She turned around and looked at him. "Some things happened when I was a reporter many years ago. But when I got the offer a few months ago, I knew that I needed to take it, especially if we are thinking of starting a family."
Sully smiled at Lynn. "You will be a great mother one day. How about we practice making that baby?"
"What do you have in mind?" Lynn said, with a grin. "I think something like this," he said, as he started to kiss her.
"I won't pick it up." Sully replied. Lynn laughed at Sully. "It could be important. We have all the time to do this."
Sully picked up the phone . "Hello?"'
A few minutes later,
"I'll be right there." Sully said, as he got off the phone. Lynn looked at him. "Is everything okay?" she asked, with this worried look on her face.
"There has been another kidnapping," Sully said, as he started to put his clothes on. She looked at him. "This is the 3rd one this month isn't it?"
He nodded. "I shouldn't be telling you..."
She looked at him. "I've been doing my own investigation, Sully." Lynn said, as she put her clothes on and then walked into the kitchen. He looked at her. "Why would you do that." he said, with this mad look on his face.
Lynn looked at him with this annoyed look on her face. "Don't you dare tell me that it is too dangerous for me? I have been a reporter for years, even that I almost…"
Sully sat down next to her. "What happened to you all those years ago?"
"I can't," Lynn said, as she walked up to Sully and hugged him. "I'll see you tonight,"
He kissed her. "I just want you to be safe, Lynn."
"I know and I will." Lynn replied, as she walked into the bathroom. Sully knew something was bothering Lynn. He was going to find out what it was.
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When Faith got to her apartment, there was a box sitting there. She didn't think anything of it. She opened the door, and walked inside. She took her jacket off and placed it over the chair.
It was a rough day for her. There was another kidnapping. She tried to make out that she was fine, but that was far from the truth. Every time she hears about someone else get kidnapped, she flash back to when Greg had held captive. She thought that she was finally over what happened, but then something happens and it all come back to her.
She then walked over to the table where she had left the box, and started to open it. When she opened the box, she was shocked at what was it. She throws the box across the room.
"He's coming after me." Faith yelled over and over again.
A few hours later,
"Faith," Bosco said, as he walked into the apartment.
The apartment was so quiet . He then heard a quiet voice in the bathroom. He walked into the bathroom, and saw Faith on the floor.
"Faith…" he said, as he saw her holding her gun in her hand. S
he looked at him. "Don't you come anywhere near me. I won't let you take me this time. I will kill you."
"It's me, Bosco."
"You're lying, Greg. Bosco's dead. You killed him."
Bosco kneeled down to Faith. "Give me the gun, Faith."
She shakes her head. "No…"
He touched her face. "Faith, it's me, Bosco. You have to let go of the gun. He can't hurt you, he's in jail."
"He's not in jail..." Faith said, over and over again. Bosco looked at her gently. "Faith, look at me. Look into my eyes. It's me."
She looked at Bosco. "What are you doing here?" she asked.
He looked at her. "Faith, give me the gun."
She glanced at Bosco with this terrified look on her face.. "I need to protect myself. I can't let him kidnapped me again."
He looked at her. "He won't. Just give me the gun."
She handed him the gun, and he placed it on the counter. He then sat down next to her, and wrapped his arms around her. "Faith, what happened?"
She looked at him. "He's coming after me." she said, as she moved closer to him.
He looked at her, "Faith, Greg's in jail. He can't hurt you." Bosco said, in a ressuring tone of voice.
She put her head on his chest. "He's after me." she said, as she started to shake up and down. Bosco tried to comfort Faith, but he didn't know what to do. "Shh, Faith, it's going to be okay." he said, as he held onto her.
He gently took a hold of her and grabbed her to the bedroom. He placed her on the bed, he put a blanket over her.
"Don't go, Bosco." she said, as Bosco started to walk out of the room. He turned around. " 'm not going anywhere" he said, as he walked over to the bed, and climbed next to her. She moved closer to him, and put her on his chest. He watched as she started to fall asleep, he just hopes that she is going to be okay. She was strong, but he knew that she still have nightmares, but nothing like this. He wondered what happened to make her like this. The only time she was like was when she was in the hospital.
He waited until he knew that she was fast asleep before he got out of the bed. As he walked into the living room, he saw a box on the floor. He picked it up and was shocked at what it was.
It was the files of Greg Mitchell that were stolen when Faith had been kidnapped. There was a note on there that said Is it really over?
Now he understands when she was upset, she thought that Greg had escaped. Bosco picked up the phone.
"Hello, this is Officer Boscorelli; I would like to know about one of your prisoners, Greg Mitchell."
A few minutes later, Bosco hung up the phone. Greg was in his jail cell where he has been for the last two years. So who sent this? Who is playing a joke on Faith?" Bosco thought to himself, as he walked over to the bedroom, and looked at Faith sleeping peacefully.
"I won't let anything happen to you." Bosco said, as he walked back to the bed, and climbed next to her, and wrapped his arms around her. "Everything's going to be okay."
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At the jail,
"So he thinks that I'm still safely in my jail cell?" Greg asked the guard, who was tied to the chair.
"Yes, but how did you know that he was going to phone here?"
Greg smiled slightly. "Officer Boscorelli is pretty predictable."
"Now I need to change your clothes and your key to get out of the jail, and then you are going to call and tell him that I've been bad, and I need to go into solitary confinement. Although it's not going to be going there, it is going to be you." Greg said, laughing.
"I can't do this."
"You have to. Or your family will die because of you." Greg replied. "You helped me this far, go all the way."
"I didn't help you, you made me," the guard said, remembering Greg acting up in his jail cell, and then Greg threatened his family if he didn't help him, and that is how they ended up at the office.
"Take the handcuffs off me." Greg demanded. The guard took the handcuffs off Greg's hands.
"And my feet." Greg said. "And give me your uniform."
Greg then started to get undressed and throw the clothes at the guard. "Hurry up; I can't have someone coming in here. We need to do this now." Greg said, as he unties the guard from the chair.
The guard throws his uniform at Greg. "You're going to pay for this."
"No I'm not. You're never going to see me again." Greg replied, as he put the uniform on. He then looked at the guard. "We are forgetting one thing, we need to handcuff the prisoner, we can't have you escaping can't we?"
"You can't do that."
Greg shakes his head. "When are you going to figure out that I'm the one in charge now." he said, as he put the scankles on the guard's feet. "Put your hands in front of you."
The guard did what Greg said, and Greg then handcuffed them together. He then turned to the guard. "Now phone and tell them where you are taking me."
The guard sighed, but did exactly what Greg asked because he knew that was the only thing that would keep his family safe.
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Lynn Thomas reporting from Cable 8 news, there has been another kidnapping.
He looked at her. She looked the same, she did ten years ago. You got away from me. He waited to see her on the news, but she never returned.
That is your big mistake.
You got away from me once; it's not going to happen again. She is reporting my crimes again. Doesn't she remember what happened to her last time that she did that?
I just have to remind her what happened to her last time, and what is going to happen to her next time.
But how exactly is he going to do that?
He then looked at his victim lying on the floor, she will have to wait. Right now he needed to figure out what he was going to do about Lynn.
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Greg couldn't believe how easy it was to get out of the jail. Just like he planned, there was a car waiting for him.
He has been planning this for two years.
When he got into the car, his brother was there. "Greg, I thought you got caught." Greg laughed. "I had to make sure the guard couldn't tell them I had escaped."
"So you want me to take you to her?" the brother asked, as they started to drive out of the jail.
Greg shakes his head. His brother looked at Greg with this confused look on his face. "I thought you loved her."
"I feel nothing for her anymore. She is the reason that I was in jail. I knew that I should have killed her that I did the others. I guess I just fell in love with her, and I thought she could love me and we could be happy, but after the way she talked about me in the court, I know that I could never love her. I hate her."
Greg looked at the window. "I'm going to make her pay for everything that she did to me. She is not going to get away with ruining my life. I spent two years of my life in jail because of her. She will pay. I'm going to make her lose everything in her life. Her job… Bosco, and then when she has nothing left, then..." Greg stopped for a moment.
His brother looked at Greg. "Then what?"
"Then I will kill her."
To be continued.