The sun cascaded into our window on a simple Monday afternoon.

"Hey sweetie." I said.

"Hi, how was your day?"

"Oh, it was great, I got raised from the basement."

"That's great!" he said. He smiled at me. Austin, he's always been there for me, he's a music producer, and I'm a reporter.

We've been together for fourteen years,since we were kidnapped...

We got married and had a daughter, who is now fourteen, well our baby was at the wedding. I kind of got pregnant at sixteen,gave birth on November 20, and married at eighteen.

We ran through the mail, but something made me shiver.

"What's wrong?"

"We got a letter from the jail, they want us to go to the hearing for Roger."

"We have to go." he implied.

I sat down. "I know, but I still have the nightmares. I mean I lost my virginity against my will at sixteen, because of him."

"You managed to forgive Brian though."

"He put me through less hell, besides I knew he changed after he got out early."

Austin sat next to me and put his arm around me.

"It's going to be okay, just tell them how you feel, it'll somehow work out,Ally." He said.

Oh, I hope so.

The hearing is tomorrow, at nine o' clock, that way Dalia will be in school, and won't have to know about this, at least not so soon.