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CHAPTER ONE: 10 YEARS LATER...

"Guess who I saw down at the bar tonight?" Krista Coughlin announced as she walked through the door, discovering her brother; Jem sitting there watching television.

"I'm really not in the mood to listen to your gossip, Kris," he spoke through a yawn, not taking his gaze off the late night reruns.

"Did you know your girl Murphey-Lee is back in town? She was at the bar with some rich looking toonie," she smirked knowing it would annoy Jem to find out his ex-girlfriend was with a rich guy when she promised she wouldn't.

Truth was Murphey was at the bar with two other women having what seemed to be a celebration of some sort. She just lied to get under Jem's skin. She never cared for her brother or his past relationship unless it got him out of the damn house.

"How do I know this isn't some lame excuse to get me out of the house so you can fuck my best friend?" Jem frowned at her. He knew his sister and best friend, Doug, were sleeping together. She meant little to Doug, but Krista had been in love with him since they were kids.

"Y'think I'd bring up your whore from high school for that?" she asked him with a sarcastic tone.

"Yeah I do. You only give a fuck about two things... keeping Shyne and fucking Doug."

Shyne was his two year old niece. Krista got knocked up after a one night stand where she was high and drunk. You would have thought she'd stop with the oxy and drinking when Shyne came along but the only thing that changed was that she stopped screwing everyone else and focused on Doug. She even tried to claim Doug was Shyne's father. That was soon blown out of the water when the DNA test came back.

"Shut the fuck up Jem! This has nothing to do with Shyne!" Krista glared at him, hating it when people tried to use her daughter against her.

Jem rolled his eyes and turned off the television. "I'm sorry, I forgot everything is about you." He grabbed his wallet and keys.

"Where are you going?" Krista asked watching him as he walked to the front door.

"Far away from here and your skanky ways," he retorted opening the door and stalked out into the muggy night air.

He decided to walk and clear his head instead of being stuck in his car with a broken air conditioner. His thoughts replayed Krista's words. He didn't want to believe her, but he knew she wouldn't have mentioned Murphey unless she'd actually seen her. She despised Murphey from the moment she joined their little group. Murphey grew close to everyone, especially Doug, they were the siblings neither of them had but Krista didn't get the memo about Murphey being head over heels in love with Jem.

Jem knew of Krista's hate and jealousy towards Murphey. He didn't care though. He loved Murphey and he knew Murphey loved him. He trusted both Murphey and Doug wouldn't do anything. He was glad the girl he saw himself spending the rest of his life with got along with his best friend. If she hadn't, the relationship was bound to fail.

Jem found himself at a bar he'd surprisingly never been to. He walked inside and over to the bar. He ordered himself a beer as he sat down on the empty stool in front of him.

He handed the bar tender the money to pay for his drink when it was handed to him. "Keeps the change," he told him. He knew it was only going to be a few cents and it wasn't like he was going to need it. He took a swig from the bottle as his mind drifted back to Murphey. He had to admit to himself the petite brunette still held onto his heart.

He reminisced about the time he had given her a white gold heart shaped locket that had a few diamonds in the front of it. There were photos of him and her in it and he had gotten J+M engraved into the back of it. He gave it to her for her sixteenth birthday, just before killing that kid at the back of the cemetery. One of his favourite memories of Murphey was her reaction to the locket when she opened the jewellery box. She didn't once question him about how he managed to pay for it. She was grateful that he had gotten her something so special.

Jem was soon pulled from his thoughts when he heard an all too familiar laugh.

Murphey laughed at something stupid her slightly drunk friend had said. She had been back in Charlestown a month. Her friends Caroline and Claire had convinced her to come out and celebrate Claire's work promotion and Caroline's engagement to her high school sweetheart. They were sitting in the third bar they'd stumbled into that evening.

"Alright girls, if you promise me this is our last stop, I'll buy the rest of the rounds for tonight," Murphey told them with a grin.

"I think that is a fair deal," Caroline giggled holding up her now empty wine glass. She was a light weight when it came to the booze, but it made the night entertaining to say the least.

"We promise," Claire was the soberest one of the three. Unlike Caroline, she could handle her alcohol but tonight she wasn't drinking too much. Tomorrow she was starting her new position as bank manager and wanted to make a good impression.

"Alright, I'll go get the next round now," Murphey said getting up from her seat. She walked over to the bar and ordered two beers and another glass of white wine for her non beer drinking friend.

As she waited for the drinks, she heard her name being said. She turned her head to the person next to her. Their eyes connected, both widening in shock as they realized they knew each other. Her breath caught in her throat seeing him sitting next to where she was standing. She could only muster up one word she never thought would grace her red lips again.

"Jem."