Tru sat up quickly as her day started over as it had so many days before. This time was different. This time she was forced to choose between two people that she cared for dearly. She turned quickly as the phone rang. Davis...okay, time to deal with this head on... She picked up the phone. "Hello?" She cringed as she realized that someone else had gotten an earlier start.

"Hey Tru, I didn't wake you did I?" Jack's voice was full of amusement. "I know. Davis is up for the lottery. He's probably trying to call you now. Too bad you didn't keep that call waiting feature. Now he'll have to leave without you, just like yesterday..." He hung up the phone and went back to getting dressed. This is going to be an easy day.

Tru screamed in frustration and ran to pull her clothes on. "Damn him! What type of lame ass way is that to get me to mess up saving Davis?" She stopped suddenly as she pulled up the zipper on her jeans. "He doesn't know. If he had, he would have used it against me. He doesn't know everything that happened yesterday. Just myself and Davis right before..." She shook her head to clear the image. "No, I can't think about that now. I have all day, unless Jack ups the time of death." She grabbed her keys, stopping only to make a quick call, and headed to the morgue, hoping to stop Davis before he left.

Davis

He sighed as the phone blares the busy signal at him once more. "Tru, you really need call waiting in your line of work." He smiled slightly and sat at his desk. "Since she's not there I guess I'll do some paperwork before heading out." He frowned and looked around. "Yeah, I'm a stud. I sit around dead people and talk to myself." He looked at the computer screen and suddenly got an odd feeling of déjà vu. Generally, his scientific mind would have dismissed the sensation, but there was something different this time. He stood up and walked toward the morgue. "Okay, which one of you asked for Tru's help today?" He rolled his eyes. "Okay, directly talking to the dead people. I'm getting weirder and weirder. I'm just going to go." He went back to the office and grabbed his coat after tossing off his lab coat. He headed out to his car, unaware that he was being watched by a dangerous foe. He barely heard the yell as the stalker struck.

The blow to the back of the head came quickly and Davis fell to the ground. A younger man stood over him. He turned quickly as a female voice screamed at him. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!?!" Tru ran over and shoved her stunned brother. "I told you to stall him, not assault him!" She checked Davis over, relieved to see that he had only a small bump on his head.

Harrison shrugged helplessly. "You told me to make sure that he didn't get into his car. I did that. Anyway, why didn't you just call him here and tell him that you're doing your psychic cosmic thing? He would have stayed put."

"Because I didn't know if Jack would also try and interfere." And I needed to get you here as well, Hari. "Davis is so stubborn that he may have just asked tons of questions and I didn't have time to answer them."

Harrison nodded. "Yeah, okay then. You two have a good day. I have some things to take care of. He's going to be alright, isn't he? I mean, he's not going to mix something weird in my tuna salad next time I stop by for lunch or anything, is he?"

Davis groaned from his spot on the pavement. "I wasn't, but that's a good idea." He let the duo help him up. "What happened?"

Tru quickly explained Harrison's bad judgement call and waited for the shock that Davis would surely experience after finding out that he was supposed to die. It didn't come. "Davis? Aren't you upset or worried or...?"

"Why? You're here. I'll be fine. Jack isn't going to come anywhere near me unless he's deranged. He knows that you know I'm supposed to die. His day won't consist of him trying to keep that scenario playing. His day will be about trying to find someone to take my place."

Tru nodded. "You're right, but I'm not taking chances. Hari, you stay with Davis today, okay?"

Harrison shook his head. "Hey, no offense, morgue man, but I've got some things going on today that I can't miss."

Davis quirked an eyebrow at the 'morgue man' comment and was about to say something when Tru held up her hand. "Hari, this is Davis' life we're talking about. Why are you acting like this?"

Davis placed a hand on Tru's shoulder. "He knows that I'm in good hands. Don't worry about it. Go do what you need to do, Harrison."

Harrison smiled brightly. "Thanks! I owe you one...if, well, you know if you're around...."

Tru lunged at him. "Harrison!" She frowned when Davis grabbed her arm, allowing her brother to get away. "Davis, you don't understand!"

Davis released her and studied her intently. "You think Jack is going to try and kill Harrison?"

She shook her head. "No, it's not that. Right before you were killed, you told me something. You told me that Harrison had been kidnapped."

Davis' eyes widened. "I told you what? How did I know that?"

Tru sighed and wiped the tears that were starting to spill. "Because you were with him. During the abduction, you were hit by a car. You died in my arms, Davis. I can't relive that, but I don't know enough information to save Harrison. It was late at night so I hope I have the time to help him before...."

The older man wrapped his friend in a hug. "...before it's too late. Don't worry, Tru. I'll help you. Nothing will happen to your brother."

From nearby, out of sight, Jack grinned. Oh...this is just too good. Thanks for the tip, Tru. He took off, ready for a whole new mission.