I looked out the window as the subway got closer to my destination. By now my forehead was sweating and my hands were shaking uncontrollably from the nerves of what I was about to do. I know this is the right decision, but that didn't make it any easier. I just hope that this will put HIM away, and maybe then I could get a good night sleep. I'm so exhausted I could sleep for days, maybe even weeks. And I would, if it wasn't for the night mares making me relive that horrible night every time I close my eyes. That's why I'm doing this, so I can move on. I know as long as he's out there, haunting me day and night, I won't be able to really live my life. I'm so tired of being on edge all the time, wondering when or if he might come after me again. I can't take it anymore, I want to feel safe and be happy again, but I realize that as long as HE is out walking the streets, I will never be anything but tired and afraid.

The subway came to a stop and I realized mine was next. I hugged my purse to my chest and took a deep breath trying to calm my nerves, but no matter how hard I tried I could calm them. Every deep breath made me more fidgety and every second the train got closer to my stop, it made me even more nervous.

So after what seemed like hours, the train finally pulled to another stop, my stop. I hugged my purse even tighter to my chest and slowly stood, my whole body shaking uncontrollably. I walked to the car's door and got out, getting even more nervous with each step I took. I took multiple deep breaths knowing that if I didn't calm down soon I would have a panic attack. I walked up the stairs leading to the city street as I tried to get a hold of myself.

Finally after about a block and a half I was finally starting to calm down. I walked to the building and through the glass doors.

"Hi," said the woman at the front desk. She was short and slim, but still had curves in all the right places. Her light brown hair was wavy, not too much, but enough to make you jealous. Her blouse was white and the neckline showed off her C cupped breasts just so. She was the ype of girl that made you feel bad about yourself when you looked at her. "How can I help you?"

"Um, I'm looking for Officer Eaton," I stuttered, my hands shaking again.

"Sure," she said snottily, looking me up and down. I raised an eyebrow at her wondering why she was acting so rude. She pointed behind her. "His office is straight back there, first door to the left." She said starring daggers at me. I walked past her to his office and nervously knocked on the closed wooden door.

"Come in," said a sexy male voice. I took a deep breath and turned the knob. Just when I stepped through the door I stopped dead in my tracks.

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