A/N- Thank you Lovely Chemistry and Lily for your wonderful reviews. I hope you like this chapter as much as the last.

It was quiet out here in the country, peaceful. I could hear the wind whistling threw the trees that surrounded my little house, the small scratching sounds or squirrels or something skittering across the roof, even the woo woo of a barn owl somewhere close by. It was unnerving for someone like me. I'm used to the sounds of traffic and trains big city noises.

My cell phone began to vibrate sending a subtle buzzing around my room. Don't people know that I have to start work in the morning? Its 3 AM and I should be sleeping. I grab my phone RESTRICTED NUMBER flashes across the screen. I decided to answer it who knows it could be important.

"Hello?" my voice is rough with sleep.

"Emily" my heart stops and I have to muffle the gasp that almost leaves my mouth. "Emily Sanders?" Eric's voice is full of emotion. After a moment I formulate a response.

"I'm sorry you have the wrong number" I try to keep my voice even but it trembles slightly.

"Emily" he replies back to me in a sing song voice. "I know it's you love there is no point in denying it. No point at all"

"Eric your drunk again" I know that I can't fool him we spent to long together he would know my voice anywhere just like I know his.

"Oh Emily I've finally found you. Do you know how hard it was to find you? I've been so worried about you. Why did you leave me?" I could hear the slur to his words and I know that he's drunk. "And why move to Tennessee?" My heart almost stops. No one knows I'm in Tennessee except my old employer and a few close friends but there's no way they would have told Eric where I fled to.

"Eric you need to leave me alone. I told you I never wanted to see you again. I told you it was over and I mean it." My voice escapes in a rush.

"Let me in Sunshine" he asks pleasantly.

"What did you just say?" I ask in horror.

"I said let me in…..I'm at your front door. Your new house needs some work but we can make it nice. Just a new coat of blue paint and some new roofing" My stomach falls and I feel like I'm going to be sick. There's no way he could have chosen those exact details unless he was really here at my house. "Please Sunshine I just want to be a family again. I'll never hit you, or hurt you and I've given up drinking. I'll love you for the rest of my life. Until death do us part baby. We said those words to each other and I don't want to let you go." I sat there frozen to my bed scared out of my mind.

"Eric you need to leave. I don't want you here. I don't want you anywhere near me. It's over. It's been over. I left you back in OREGON." I can't control myself I start to get angry and on the other end of the phone so dose he. I hang up but I can hear him pounding on my front door. I can't believe it he is actually here.

I don't know what to do. I'm so scared. I get up and walk quickly to the bathroom and lock the door behind me. The pounding at my front door continues and then I hear a crash. I think he just broke a window and that means he's inside my home. I do the only thing I can think of dialing Mr. Jacobs's number as fast as I can I wait for him to pick up. After about the 5th ring I hear a click.

"Hello" His voice is deep and gravelly.

"Mr. Jacobs" I almost sob into the phone. As Eric yells in the back ground because he is unable to fine me.

"Miss Morrison?" he pauses as if gathering his thoughts "Rebecca what is it….what's wrong?" I can sense the urgency in his voice no doubt he can hear all the yelling in the back ground. I had forgotten that we exchanges first names and he asked me to call him by it.

"My EX I don't know how but he found me. He's here in my house and he's mad. Glenn he was talking about all this, until death do us part, and I think he's drunk. I think he may want to kill me. It wouldn't be the first time he's tried" I barely manager to get that all out before there's pounding on the bathroom door. "Glenn he's found me PLEASE HELP"

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"Rebecca?" There was no response "Rebecca?" I almost yelled into the phone. On the other end I heard what could only be the sounds of a struggle and a muffled scream. Rushing from my house I call 911 and tell them what's going on and then I hop in my truck and gun it. Rebecca only lives 5 miles from me. I'm not sure how that happened but it sure is convenient in this case.

It takes me all of 15 minutes to find her home. She's even more out in the sticks then I am. I get to her house before the police do. The only car there is an old beat up Chevy truck; doing a quick sweep around the front of her house I notice that the front window is broken there's glass everywhere. I walk up to the front door and notice indents the size of fists in the hard wood. I try the door but it's locked. Well if there was one advantage to being a man my size it's that doors like these don't stand a chance against me. Taking a step back and focusing for a second I channel my rage. The good gives away freely at the lock as my boot connects with the wood.

"Rebecca" I call into the deathly quiet of the house. My heart sinks as I hear a moaning noise coming from somewhere down the hall. Running in the direction of the moans I round a corner and see her. She's curled up into a little ball her arms wrapped around her head. I can hear her faintly moaning out in pain. I approach her slowly.

"Rebecca it's me Glenn. I'm here to help you." She's not moving nor does she have any reaction to my words. "The Police are on their way just hang in there." I crouch down beside her afraid to scare her. That's when I realize that she may be unconscious. I than notice that she's in a red and black nightgown and it's not covering much, it looks to be torn away in places. Her arms and legs are covered in cuts and bumps and what looks to be the beginning of dark bruises. I also notice what look to be faded bruises on her back. I am pulled from my inspection by noises by the front door.

"This is the Police" a female voice calls from the front door.

"She's back here" I call franticly. "You may want to call an ambulance she's rather beat up." Two figures in uniform round the corner.

"Sir please back away from her" the First figure asks.

"My name is Glenn Jacobs I'll called the police after a frantic call from Miss Morrison" my voice sounds more confident then I feel. In all reality I feel like someone has torn my guts out and are force feeding them to me. Looking down at her battered body I can't help but feel my eyes becoming teary.

"I'm Officer McNeilson and this is Officer Goodritch we are here to help but can you please exit the premises with Officer Goodritch and answer some questions? The ambulance is on its way." The female officer then rushes into a flood of movement as the other officer leads me out the front door.

"Did you say you're Glenn Jacobs? As in like Kane right? From the WWE?" I notice now how young the second officer is. He can't be more then 21 or 22.

"Yeah that's me." I try to put a smile on my face for this person who seems to be a fan but I can't. All I can do is think about Rebecca in there looking like death warmed over.

"That's so cool" the officer draws me from my dark thoughts and for the next 20 minutes I answer the kids questions. How do I know Miss. Morrison? When I got there what did the scene look like? Was the front door locked or unlocked? Did I break the window? The questions went on and on as I did the best to answer them. The adrenaline that had been keeping me going slowly starts to leave my system. The ambulance finally arrives and after a few more minutes the load Rebecca into it.

"Did you want to ride to the Hospital with us Mr. Jacobs?" One of the paramedics asks me.

"No I'll take my truck Thanks" I reply. "Which hospital?"

"Fort Sanders Regional Medical Center it's the closest one" The paramedic responds heading to the ambulance.

"Thank you" I call after him. "Am I Free to go? I ask officer McNeilson when she exits the house"

"Yes but I'm sure we will be in contact. One last question though. Do you know of anyone that would want to do this to Miss. Morrison?" Her tone is soft but I can hear the tension in it.

"Miss. Morrison just moved here a few days ago. As far as I understand it was to get away from something. I think that person may have fallowed her here. She said something about her EX over the phone when she called me. But I don't know his name or anything" the loathing in my voice is evident. If I ever get my hands on him I don't think I would be able to stop. I like to keep my emotions separate from who I play on TV but if I ever find the person who did this to Rebecca, Kane WILL come out to play.

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Agony, pain, and the blissful blackness of unconsciousness have been my close friends for the last few years. Shifting my body slightly sends a shooting twinge threw my chest. This marks the 6th time that I've woken up to the sterile feeling of a hospital room. I attempt to open my eyes a little only to discover that one is swollen shut and the other is very blurry.

"She's awake" I hear a rough voice calling from the left side of the bed. I can tell that someone is there but I have no idea who it is. "Rebecca can you hear me?" the voice is softer now. I feel the bed slightly shift as a face comes into view and the blurriness leaves my vision.

"Glenn?" I croak out. My throat shoots daggers of pain down threw my chest and I grimace in pain.

"Don't try to speak Rebecca. Just rest I'm sure someone will be right in" I notice the concerned look in his eyes and am taken aback slightly. "She's awake" Glenn calls out again towards the door and my head throbs. I then notice someone by the end of my bed staring down at me. Like Glenn he's a giant of a man; all muscle and height.

"Glenn?" I ask again staring at the figure at the end of my bed a worried look in my eye. I nod my head in his direction as another dagger of pain shoots threw me.

"Don't worry Rebecca that's just Mark he's a friend of mine that has been sitting with you when I had to be away." A look of confusion crosses my face. How long have I been out? As if reading my mind Glenn frowns. "You've been unconscious for three days Rebecca"

THREE DAYS? I want to scream at the top of my lungs but I hold back. Eric has never done so much damage that I've been out for more than a few hours maybe a day at the most. When Eric's name pops in my head I tremble in fear. He was here somewhere here in Knoxville and he wanted me dead. Would I never get away from him?

"Rebecca you don't have to answer me now but who's Emily Sanders?" Glenn asks in a small voice. I close my eyes as tears start to form in my eyes. "Rest now Rebecca we will talk about it later" Glenn's voice is calm and it sooths me back into a state of unconsciousness.

I wake us sometime later to voices talking in the room. There both deep and I know that one is Glenn's but the other is someone I don't know maybe Mark the other guy in the room when I woke up? There's no way of knowing how long I was out for this time.

"The Bastard broke two of her ribs, gave her a concussion, and strangled her unconscious. Not to mention kicked the shit out of her. She has a split lip, a black eye and the doctor says it look like pieces of glass where used like a knife to cut her open. She has 76 stitches and for some reason the word Sunshine is carved across her stomach. I'm telling you Mark who ever her EX is he's one sick son of a Bitch." Glenn's voice is thick with emotion and I'm not sure why.

"Glenn it's awfully nice of you to be here for this young woman but you don't owe anything to her you know that right?" Marks voice is firm and he has a slight southern drawl.

"You don't understand Mark. Piper told me some of what this young woman went through. I had no idea she changed her name to get away from something back in Oregon but Piper did tell me she went through hell. I hired her on Monday to be my personal Accountant/ Assistant but as we sat there talking for an hour I felt like we could become good friends, now this happened. Plus she aint got no one else. I'm the only person she knows in Knoxville so far and no one can seem to contact her family." Glenn's voice is strained and I feel the feeling in it.

"I don't have any family left" my voice is soft and it doesn't hurt as much to talk as before. It's quiet for a few moments.

"She's awake again Glenn" it's Mark that breaks the silence. I open my eyes and I notice that I am now able to open them both at least partly. Both men are standing at the foot of my bed facing me.

"Rebecca what do you mean you don't have any family left?" Glenn asks kindly. Tears start to form in my eyes and my throat becomes thick with emotion.

"My parent died when I was 16. I lived with my Grandfather until I married Eric. About six years ago my Grandfather passed too. I don't have anyone I consider family left so there's no one to call. I used to have Eric but since he was always the one to put me in places like this he never really cared until her sobered up." I hold back the tears long enough to finish my statement and then the sobbing starts. Big full body sobs that make my entire being scream out in pain. I feel the bed compress next to me and someone strokes the top of my head softly.

"It's going to be ok Rebecca. You'll be ok." Glenn's voice is soft again I can hear a tenderness to it I don't expect.