*stretches* *slumps down in chair * Do I REALLY have to do this? Ah right, sequel to Hurt, which I left on a cliffy. Charge!!!

Two brown heads sat in front of Natalia, noisily munching away at their Cheerios.

"Mommy, someone at school said that Daddy is a bad man and that is why he doesn't live with us."

"Yeah. They said that he must have killed someone and he's now dead." The other one said.

"First, Hallie, Daddy's not a bad man. And Allie, he can't kill a person." Natalia laughed. Ryan killing a person? Well maybe an unsub.

"But then why doesn't he live with us?" Allie pouted.

"You'll understand when you grow up." Natalia said knowing that that was a dead end for stopping them from asking questions.

"But when will we grow up? We wake up everyday and we're still not grown up enough to know where Daddy is!" Hallie shouted, almost starting a tantrum.

Natalia sighed, got up and walked to where her laptop lay. My ankle which she twisted while she was still in Wisconsin ached but is was nothing compared to how her heart ached.

She tried entering her county email which was flooded with emails, some of them checking if she was alive, others just meetings and invitations to RSVP to a Christmas party. She missed her old life. Even if it was snipping Q-tips and collecting human hairs, it was better than moving like crazy.

"Ah, here we go." Natalia said, rather flatly, turning the computer screen to the girls. Allie tapped the DOWN key, just for fun, then she almost fell out of her chair. "But Mommy! That's you!" She exclaimed.

"What's MIA mean?" Hallie asked.

"Yes that is me." Natalia smiled.

"Then why is the name here Natalia and you are Rachel?" Hallie shouted again

"Too many questions! I should have never let you learn how to read!" Natalia smiled, trying to bring the tears back in, while the girls went into the living room. Natalia helplessly flipped though the channels on her rabbit-ear TV.

"-Also known as the Road Kille-" Natalia skipped that channel but quickly returned.

"His trial being held-" the TV cut off suddenly.

"DAMN IT!" Natalia slammed her fist on it, and it popped back to showing the picture. "Lovely." Natalia smiled.

"He was proven guilty of over a 45 cases of murder, from Miami to San Diego. He admitted to murdering to more than we had found, and to stalking over 10 women. He was sentenced to life in prison." The anchor woman said, Natalia's eyes growing as she checked other channels. They showed the exact same thing. Every single one said that he was finally caught and sentenced.

Her eyes ran to the phone, or to any communication system she saw first but withheld herself. She was MIA, or at least her real identity was MIA.
Probably during the 5 years she was MIA, Ryan had found a replacement for her, and there was nothing left for her in Miami.

And probably, he also had children and wasn't interested in her or the girls.

Natalia turned of the TV, faced her mug, sobbing quietly.

P.S.: This meant to be posted the 1st of April. So much for my deadline.