AN: Hey everybody! I am so happy I got reviews! Reviews from great authors whose stories I adore! It's so excited and I'm so motivated to write this story more. At first I was going to spend a few days at a time thinking about what I should put next and so on. But I threw up today twelve times so I've been lying around all day thinking. So to the writing. By the way, I've found reviews make me very happy.

Her first instinct was to let him in. But what was she thinking?

"I can't believe I thought about letting a stranger into the house when mom won't be home for another hour." She said thinking out loud. Of course, she knew this man was her father, but nobody had voiced that. She remembered back to third grade, her milestone chart. She'd found one picture up in the attic, her mother and a man. Her mom said he was an old friend.

Without a second thought, Jessica rushed upstairs to a box under her bed. She'd never remembered the picture until now. She dug it up and rushed down the stairs. She got closer to the door and held the picture up comparing the face. He didn't look much different then the man in the picture. A few stray gray hairs on his head and something else. Like a wave of unhappiness from just looking at him. Like she'd just lost the puppy Uncle George had promised her for her birthday.

Slowly her hand reached up to the knob and without a word she moved aside and he walked in looking around and surveying the house. He turned and flashed her a sad smile.

"Derek Shepard" he said extending his hand

"Jessica Grey.' she said reaching out and grasping his hand. It should have been cold from the frigid air and cold rain. But it was warm and calming. Despite the fact that he was a total stranger in the entryway, he made her feel safe.

"What did your mother tell you about strangers Jessica?" Finn said coming up behind her.

She felt a chill run through her blood, she wondered how much it would hurt this time.

"Long time no see Dr. Shepard, what might you be doing back in town?" Finn said with an odd grin.

"Just here for the job, thought I'd visit some old friend's." Derek replied.

Finn walked up behind Jessica and gripped her arm and pulled her away. Just hard enough for her to let go from the handshake that she hadn't left, but not so hard that Derek could see her wince in pain. Derek saw a look of sheer terror overtake Jessica's face. Something wasn't right. But instead of the many things he could have done he just walked out.

"No wonder I've never met him before." Jessica thought bitterly. He'd definitely seen the look of terror on her face. So much for a father, she thought to herself. Then Finn dragged her into the kitchen and smashed her into the wall, leaving her in a crumpled heap against the wall. Finn said nothing, fuming and then, he just left.

Jessica's head began spinning and the kitchen seemed a blur. She let out a groan of pain and then slumped back against the wall. It would be a while before anyone came home and found her there. If only Derek had stayed. Suddenly everything went blank and she collapsed, unconscious onto the kitchen floor.