Hi folks! Well here's the next chapter of 'Walking after you'. I would have uploaded it sooner, but the stupid website wouldn't let me log in ):, but its here now so…

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"And then you add the sauce" came the voice from the television.

Lizzie Woods nodded at the chef on the screen before copying his exact actions and added the Bolognese sauce to the meat. She gave it a stir and left it to simmer before getting the dried spaghetti from the cupboard. She broke it up and placed it in a saucepan of boiling water and allowed it to cook.

She let out a deep sigh.

"And now we wait" she said to herself. She lifted her hand to play with the star shaped pendant that hung around her neck. It was something she did when she was nervous and since she had never taken the necklace off in four years, she had had plenty of time to perfect the habit.

She was nervous because she had received a phone call earlier in the day…

"Hello?"

"Hey baby, its me"

"Hey Joe, you ok?"

"Yeah, I'm fine. Listen, I'm coming straight home tonight."

"I thought you had to go see your mom tonight?"

"I'll go another time, its just…we need to talk."

Lizzie's eyes widened. Those were four words a girl never wanted to hear in her life, especially from her boyfriend of two years.

"Oh ok, I'll make us something nice."

"Great. See you at 7 sweetheart."

"I love you."

"Love you too."

The line went dead.

So to say she was nervous was an understatement. Those four words could only mean one thing. He was breaking up with her. She didn't know why he was or what she had done to illicit such an action but what else could those words mean?

It would break her heart.

She had only ever had her heart broken once before in her life. It was four years ago. She was 18 and he was 17 and they were madly in love. He was her soul mate and best friend. They had been inseparable. But they were from two different times and were ripped apart never to see each other again. She hadn't been right since that day. She had been inconsolable and refused to look at boys for years. Sure, she had plenty offers but she always said no.

Then she met Joe. He was different, kind and loving. She hoped he would fix her broken heart. He didn't entirely fix it but he sure helped pick up the pieces. She loved him and was the best thing in her life at the moment. However, now he was going to break up with her and she didn't know why.

The dinner would not be cooked for a while yet, so Lizzie did what she always did when she was upset. She ran up stairs and entered the bedroom, closing the door behind her. She ran straight over to the wardrobe, opened it and began digging through it for the item of clothing she was after, her most favourite piece of clothing in the whole world.

A smile appeared on her face as soon as she found it. She took it off the hanger and pulled it on over her dress. The mustard yellow of the jumper totally clashed with the purple of her dress but she didn't care. Wearing it made her feel better. And even though his scent had long gone, she would still smell it and try to remember him, his laugh, his voice, his warm arms, his soft touch. The jumper, combined with the necklace around her neck calmed her down almost immediately. It gave her some new found confidence and she knew that what ever did happen tonight, she would recover from it and come out ok.

She let out a deep sigh before pulling it back off and putting it back on its hanger and returning it to it's spot in the wardrobe. She smoothed down her crumpled dress and sorted out her slightly messed up hair before walking back down to the kitchen to continue cooking the dinner.

Lizzie looked up at the clock and noticed the time. 7pm. She smoothed her dress one more time, hoping she looked ok. As if on cue, she heard a key enter the lock and open the door. Joe closed the door behind him. She heard the muffled noises of him taking his coat off as she pulled out two plates and began setting the food onto it, keeping her breathing as even as possible. Joe walked into the kitchen and wrapped his arms around her from behind and began kissing across her cheek.

"Hey sweetheart. You ok?" he said between kisses.

"Hi Joe. I'm good. You ok?" She continued to dish out the food.

"I'm much better now I've seen you."

Lizzie rolled her eyes at the cheesy line as she finally had all the food on the plate, ready to be eaten. Joe took a whiff of the air around him.

"Mmmm…Spaghetti Bolognese. My favourite."

Lizzie knew the best way to a man was through his stomach and so she hoped that cooking his favourite meal would make the blow of the break up a little less harsh.

He let her go as she picked up the plates and set them on the table. They each took a seat and began to tuck into the food.

"Geez Lizzie, this is amazing" Joe said taking in a mouthful of the food.

"Thank you!" she said with a large smile. She loved how every time he had this meal, he acted as if it was the first time he had ever tasted it and would always over react to how good it was. It always reminded her of the first time she had cooked for someone else. She had made him cottage pie, her signature meal and the little Russian had loved it.

"Not the time to think about that!" she inwardly scolded herself. Now was the time to mentally prepare herself for what was to come.

They finally finished eating as Joe set his knife and fork upon his empty plate.

"Best meal ever" he said leaning back in his chair.

"Why thank you" Lizzie said with a smile, moving to pick up the plates. She felt a hand upon her own.

"No, I'll do that" Joe stopped her. "You go in the living room and I'll be in there in a sec. I need to talk to you."

"Erm…ok" Lizzie replied quietly, getting up and making her way into the living room. She flopped down into the sofa and let out a deep breath.

"I've got about 2 minutes" she thought to herself. "And then my heart will be broken for the second time." She couldn't believe it. She was only 22! She began to mentally prepare herself.

She didn't notice Joe had come in until she felt the sofa dip a little under his weight. She looked over and saw that he was sitting next to her. He took her hand into his and looked deep into her eyes.

"Listen Lizzie. I have something important I need to discuss."

"Oh?" Lizzie asked, putting on her best confused face.

"Yeah" he moved closer to her. "I mean, we've been together what? Two years now?"

"Yes" Lizzie replied eagerly. "And I've loved those two years." Her breathing began to quicken and her heart was pounding. She wasn't ready for this.

"Me too, more than anything. Its just…"

This was it. Lizzie closed her eyes and braced herself for the words she did not want to hear. Its just, I'm breaking up with you. Its over.

It seemed like minutes had gone by even though it was a matter of seconds, but no words came. She opened her eyes in confusion but when she saw the sight in front of her, it turned to shock. Joe still had hold of her hand but instead of being seated on the sofa next to her, he was directly in front of her…down on one knee.

"Joe?"

"Its just…I want us to be together forever. I love you Lizzie and was wondering if you would do the honour of marrying me?" He fished in his pocket and pulled out a small velvet red box. He opened it to reveal a diamond engagement ring.

Lizzie just stared at it in shock. This was the last thing she was expecting. Instead of the four words she was expecting, she got four totally different ones. He wasn't breaking up with her at all. He was…

A large smile spread across her lips as she looked Joe straight in the eyes.

"Yes" she squealed. "YES!"

Joe smiled the biggest grin he could muster before putting the ring on her finger and moving up to her lips. They kissed with all the passion they could show, only breaking away for breath.

"I love you so much" he whispered against her lips.

"I love you too" she replied before moving to kiss him again. She wrapped her arms around his neck and moved her fingers over the ring. However, a pang of guilt fell through her stomach at the touch of it and she couldn't understand why.

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The streets were full as Lizzie made her way home from work the next day. It seemed everybody had finished work at the same time. She had had a long day and was tired, so she couldn't wait to get home. Sure she loved her teaching job. Nothing better than teaching engineering to a bunch of eager teenagers, even if she was the only female engineering teacher in San Francisco, but it really tired her out.

Her phone began to ring.

"Hello?" she answered as she turned to walk through the park.

"Hey sweetheart its me. How's my beautiful fiancé doing?"

"She's very well. How about my gorgeous fiancé?" she asked with a huge smile, acting like a teenage girl. She cast a glance down at the ring on her finger.

"He's feeling amazing. Listen I was thinking we could go to my parent's house tonight, you know? Tell them the good news."

"Sounds fantastic."

"Great! Well I don't get off work till 6pm because of this stupid meeting."

"Oh the exciting life of an accountant" Lizzie said in a mocking tone, laughing at the end of it.

"HA HA very funny! Well what time is it now?"

Lizzie looked down at her watch. "3.15pm."

"Damn, three more hours" he replied laughing.

"I'll be waiting for you."

"I know you will baby. See you later. I love you."

"I love you too." And with that, they both put their phones down.

Lizzie let out a deep sigh as she began to smile again. This really was happening. She really was engaged. She couldn't help but put a little skip in her step as she walked home.

The park was fairly empty, apart from a few kids on the climbing frames and a few people asleep, grazing on the grass. The sun was high in the sky and Lizzie felt the happiest she had in four years.

"Excuse me Miss?" a voice called.

Lizzie stopped walking a looked around the park to see who the voice belonged to.

"Yes?" she called, her eyebrows furrowed. She quickly turned to her left in time to see a figure walk out from behind a tree. He was a tall man. Bald. He looked relatively normal. That was until he walked closer and Lizzie got a better look at him. He wore a long black cloak complete with black tattoos all over his face. Not to mention the slight dark tint of his skin.

Lizzie knew something was wrong with this man. The closer he got to her, the more she tried to back away.

"Can I help you?" she asked in a loud strong voice even though on the inside, she was panicking.

"Yes. Your name is Elizabeth Woods. Am I right?"

"Erm…yes it is. How can I help you." She was still slowly backing away.

A huge sinister smile spread across his face "Perfect" he said.

In that moment, Lizzie knew exactly what he was. Chekov had once told her all about the attack on the Enterprise during its first mission all those years ago and he told her what had attacked them.

"You're a…" but before she could finish her sentence, he grabbed her, holding his hand to her mouth so she could not speak. His strength was far greater than hers, so he had little trouble moving her. He took only a few steps before the park suddenly disappeared, just like it had all those years ago. Around them suddenly appeared what looked like a factory. It was dirty, grotty and looked very industrial.

She struggled as much as she could in the arms of the Romulan, but all to no avail. He carried her until he reached another figure. Chekov had described this creature to her too. She recognised it as a Klingon.

"I have the girl you requested sir" spoke the Romulan.

"Ah perfect" he replied, grabbing Lizzie's chin and moving it side to side so as to get a better look at her face.

"This is her, yes?"

"Indeed. Very well done."

Lizzie's breathing grew fast in pace as this conversation wore on. What the hell was going on? And why had she been kidnapped by Romulans and Klingons.

The Klingon finally looked at her with a smile. "Hello Miss Woods. The current star date is 2262. Welcome to my ship."

Lizzie looked at him with wide eyes, letting all this register in her mind before she fell limp in the Romulan's arms and let the blackness take over.

A/N: Due to the fact that I am going on holiday, the next update will not be until the weekend. don't forget to read and review!