Emily wished she could wake up from this terrible nightmare. But she couldn't. She could hardly bear to look at herself when she took a shower. The ugly scars were there and would be there for life. She had the tattoo that Doyle put on her taken off but it was very painful. It left a scar.

Sometimes she wished that she had died. She should have been dead but by the grace of God lived. What man would find her attractive? Forget about ever wearing a two piece bikini again, not that she wore it very often in her youth. Tears came down her cheeks. It was the end of her life with men. She'd been very unlucky in life with men. They had been few and far between and none of them went anywhere. Doyle hadn't been that great of a partner either, she was afraid of them being killed.

For a couple of years Prentiss had battled severe depression and nightmares about Doyle... She couldn't work and she basically spent nearly all of her time in her apartment. Rarely went out. She started to neglect herself and wasn't eating properly. Taking pills hadn't helped her. A couple of weeks ago she had thrown them out. She was walking across the Golden Gate Bridge in San Francisco. It was 4:00a.m. Tears were streaming down her cheeks. She had nobody. No family, friends. Nothing. She had been thinking about ending it all by jumping across the bridge and this hour seemed to be a good time. No one would notice as it was foggy and it was light traffic on an early Sunday Morning.

No one noticed as she climbed up to the top of the Bridge. She was now on the top tier of the Bridge and could see the water below. She closed her eyes, asked God for forgiveness and jumped. When she hit the water, she blacked out.

Mark Sawley was surprised when he went to San Francisco General that the woman he saved was still alive. She was barely alive when he had gotten her into his boat. By the time the ambulance took her to the hospital, she had a very weak pulse and had flat-lined 3 times before coming back to life.

Mark did volunteer work at the hospital. They saved his life 30 years ago, When he was in his mid 30's, he'd been badly burned in a house fire which took his wife and two small children. Although his face had been spared, he was burned in the torso area. About 70% of his body had second and third degree burns. People stared at him and some of them made fun of him. Some kids screamed when they saw him. Two years after the tragedy Mark considered suicide (her parents were dead and he had no siblings), and had actually walked up and down the bridge considering suicide. As depressed as he was, he couldn't bring himself to jump from the bridge.

He walked by Emily's room. She had just woken up.

Several hours later she was shocked when she woke up in the hospital. She had broken both of her legs and several ribs. She had cuts and bruises. She was very lucky. A man on the bay in a boat had seen her jump into the water and had saved her.

The next chapter she will met him.