A/N: Well I had promised myself that I wouldn't do a sequal, but it was requested. sighs Oh well this story is detacated to Raven of Alaska, since she asked for it. Though I don't know about this story. I wil try to update often though since this one isn't on paper I can't and won't promise to update often. As I probably hit writer's block often. Oh there is a reason for the rating since this one will be a tad more gory than the last. DISCLAIMER I own nothing, but the idea. And I will give it to you if you want it badly enough.

So It Begins Again

Trent laughed to himself. He was waiting for the perfect moment before he made his move. The guard walked close to the cell were Trent was, and Trent saw his chance to get free. Before the guard could walk past the cell he found himself with a splitting headache from the blow that Trent had delivered to the back of his head. The guard stumbled a bit trying to get to safety though before he could take another step from the cell another blow crashed upside of his head. The guard fell in front of Trent's cell. Trent reached out, and took the keys from the guard.

Unlocking the door to the cell he walked out. Looking down at the guard he smirked ruthlessly. Taking the guard he pulled him up and into the cell. Stripping the guard of his cloths Trent changed into them, then pulling out a plastic knife he slit the unfortunate man's throat. As the man lay bleeding to death Trent then slowly carved a broken heart just above the man's heart. It looked just like the one he had burned into his daughter's skin five years ago. Trent satisfied with his work then walked out of the prison. For they wouldn't realize he was gone until morning.

He walked to the guards station his hands covered in blood, though he didn't care so long as he didn't raise his hands the other guards wouldn't know that he wasn't the guard that was suppose to be making the nightly rounds on the floor, making sure that all of the inmates were locked up for the night. Trent was smart he kept his head down, and said nothing when the other guards asked him if there were any problems. He simply shook his head and walked away from the guard station. A small grin of hate and triumph worming its way on to Trent's face as he walked out of the prison that he had been put in two years ago. He knew that he wasn't safely out of the prison yet he still had to get to the young man's car and drive away.

He grinned to himself as he got into the murdered man's car and drove off into the night. His mad laughter filled the night air as he thought of the vengeance he would pull on Rachel this time. Oh yes his little Raven would pay, but first he had to have a base of operations. Trent drove to the industrial district of Jump city. Breaking into a couple of chemical storage warehouses he managed to get what he would need to create the chemical solutions that he had once used on Rachel. He laughed to himself as he killed another guard in the same manner that he had killed the first guard earlier, only instead of carving a broken heart on this guard he poured some of the chemicals on the guards legs burning and eating away the flesh of the man's legs.

Trent then drove to the outskirts of town there he found what he was looking for an abandoned mine. It would make a perfect hide out while he finished his revenge against Rachel. Unloading the chemicals into the mine he then went to get the rest of the supplies he would need. It took him a couple of hours, but just before dawn he managed to finish his grim task of getting supplies. Then taking the car to an auto paint place he painted the stolen car from the bright white that it was to a deep green. Then he traded license plates with a deep green car that was like the one he stole and painted that one white. Once that bit of handy work was done he went to find a computer or a phone book to find Rachel's address. He was mildly surprised when he saw that there was now a Rachel and Garfield Logan living in the apartment that use to belong to Rachel. Still it was the only lead that he had to go on. Thus Trent sped off into the night to reach Rachel's home.

Meanwhile a city away a young woman woke up shaking her skin bathed in a cold sweat. She could have swore that she had seen the death of two young men while Trent escaped. Walking into the bathroom she splashed her face with some water to wash away some of the sweat that clung to her still shaking form. Before she could do much more a pair of arms wrapped around her waist, just lending her some much needed comfort. Rachel turned and looked into the eyes of her husband of two years, and the father of her son and daughter. Rachel tried to smile at him though it came out as more of a grimace.

Gar however understood that she was thankful for the comfort that he was lending to her by just standing there and holding her close to him. He knew that Rachel had had another nightmare. Though what he didn't know was that it was about Trent's escape from prison, and not about Rachel's old beatings, though he would have sworn that was what had driven his wife from the blissful realm of sleep. "Shh Rae. Its ok now Trent is locked away he is never going to get out," Gar said softly, "and even if he did he would be crazy to come after you again." Rachel said nothing she just took deep breaths to prevent the lost of what had been last night's supper. Gar saw that she needed some water and he got up and got her a small glass of water. Rachel took the glass of water with a nod of thanks.

Gar watched as Rachel down the glass of water in a few sips. He waited until Rachel gained a little color in her cheeks before gently pulling her up and into his strong arms. Rachel snuggled deeper in to his arms a few tears dripping from her eyes every now and again. "Gar. I-I saw Trent he escaped and killed two men. I know he will be coming here for me soon. And Gar I'm so scared." Rachel told him though her tears what she had seen that woke her up. Gar let a worried frown etch itself into his features. "He could escape, but it doesn't matter let him come and give me a reason to kill him." Gar said to Rachel as he held her close to him. "Because there is no way in heaven or hell that I am going to let him take you from me again. I promise Rae. I promise. Now come on lets get you back in bed and a little sleep into you." he said softly with a light teasing tone. Rachel couldn't help but to smile at him, and follow back to bed.