Okay, I'm sorry i haven't updated this story in about 3 years. but i'm back. i hope any of you still reading enjoy what i wrote, Life got to me. but i'm back and i intend on finishing it, if i can think of a plot. Enjoy.

Nancy stared at the rose and note for a moment before pulling out her phone and calling Bess.

"Hey Nance, you miss us already?" Bess grinned as she answered.

"Hey Bess, did you or George leave a note and a red rose for me after you left and picked up the dress?" Nancy asked, knowing the answer would most likely be no but still hoped.

"No. Sorry Nance, I why? Another one show up?"

"Yeah, but it's not like the last one and on my doorstep, this one was lying on the table." Nancy heard a low voice on the other end. "Oh shoot, you're on your date, I'm sorry. Go back to your date, I'm sorry."

"Quit apologizing Nan, and if you're sure, but I expect full details tomorrow." Bess ordered jokingly.

"Sure thing." Nancy said absent mindedly as she stared at the note, still untouched. "Bye."

Nancy put her phone back in her pocked before turning to go into the kitchen and get out a pair of latex gloves she kept in one of her drawers and a plastic baggie. "Let's see what you have to say." Nancy said to the note as she carefully opened the envelope after putting on the gloves.

'Roses are Red,

Your eyes are Blue,

Your hair is as golden,

As the ring I hope to give to you.

True Love.'

Nancy froze as she read it before folding it back up and placing both the envelope and the letter in the baggie and set it on the table next to the rose. Her apartment was eerily quiet. She couldn't quiet shake the feeling of someone watching her. All of a sudden the shrill of her phone went off. Nancy jumped slightly before pulling out her phone again, she glanced at the caller id to see that it was a blocked number.

"Hello?" Nancy tried to sound calm but it came out more of a squeak.

"Hello my dear. I see you got my letter and rose, I hope you like them." A voice said.

"Who is this?" Nancy asked, sounding more pissed than scared.

"Your true love my love." The voice was definitely male, cocky Nancy thought to herself.

"Sorry, I already have a love and he's not you."

"He's not your TRUE love, if you're talking about that Hardy boy love, he's not for you." The voice smirked. "I love that blue on you."

"Who are you?" Nancy asked again.

"I told you, True Love."

"No." Nancy snapped. "Your real name."

"My love, you'll find that out soon enough." Click

Nancy stared at her phone as she saw the call had ended. Her anger had faded and her fear grew. Something felt wrong. She couldn't shake the feeling of someone watching her, as if she were in a fishbowl. Nancy's phone went off again. Nancy glanced at the number and saw Frank's name on her screen. She sighed and hit accept.

"Hi Frank, how are your parents?" she asked, trying to hide her uneasiness.

"They're good, what's up?" Frank asked. "You sound like something's bothering you."

"I'm fine." She lied, hoping Frank wouldn't notice.

"You're a horrible liar Drew." Frank half smiled.

"Only to you Hardy. How was your mom's birthday? Did Joe eat all the cake?" she half joked, hoping to change the topic.

"He tried to." Frank laughed softly. "Now stop trying to change the subject. What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, I'll tell you when you get back. Just some guy apparently has a crush on me and keeps sending me notes attached to a rose. It's nothing I can't handle."

"Some creep has been sending you roses and love notes?" Frank tried to hide his temper. He knew Nancy could take care of herself, but he knew her too well, there was something she wasn't telling him, something that worried her. "What else, Nan? You're not the one to get shook up over a few roses and some random love notes. What are you hiding?"

"Well, I may have gotten a phone call. It's probably nothing. It's late and you're driving back tomorrow, go get some rest, I promise I'll tell you everything tomorrow when you get here, and don't wake up Joe and drive here now, you two had a long day, get some rest."

"I don't like the idea that someone is there and sending you love letters while I'm out here." Frank muttered.

"I know, but you know I only want you." Nancy tried to soothe Frank. "I have the notes saved in baggies and I'll dust them for prints tomorrow when I head back to the office."

"Wait, you got these at home? At the apartment? And you're still there?" Frank exclaimed.

"Frank, calm down, please, just stay on the phone with me, I promise I'm safe here, and it's been a long day. Bess and George came by the office earlier." Nancy tried to change the topic.

"Oh?" Frank tried to sound calm for Nancy. He knew if he heard any more he would grab Joe, who was sound asleep in his old room across the hall from him, and throw him in the car and speed back to Nancy. Sleep be damned.

"Yeah, Bess had called this morning asking to borrow a dress when I was looking through my jewelry and I had found a certain ring and had slipped it on without noticing I had. When the girls showed up at the office with lunch I got the third degree from them."

"Which ring?" Frank mused, though he had a clue.

"Oh, this engagement ring that I got on a trip to Cairo with a few friends." Nancy smiled. "Apparently Bess hadn't told George of that trip and went into shock." Frank laughed. "Bess did too at first, thinking we had gotten married and I hadn't told them."

"Really?" Frank laughed. "That would have been a sight worth seeing." The conversation carried on as Nancy changed out of her work clothes and got ready for bed. Both had seemed to have forgotten about the notes and roses. Nancy yawned inadvertently.

"Tired?" Frank asked, stifling his own yawn.

"No." Nancy yawned again as she laid down in bed, the phone still next to ear. "You?"

Frank smiled as he let out a yawn. "Not one bit."

"What time to you think you'll get here tomorrow?" she asked sleepily, knowing they both knew the other was tired.

"Around noon. Miss us?" he smiled.

"Maybe, maybe not." She grinned. "You miss me?"'

"Maybe, Maybe not."

"Get some sleep Drew. I'll stay on the line if you want."

"You need the sleep more Hardy." Nancy yawned and closed her eyes.

"Joe sleeps enough for all of us. You know he'll be sleeping on the way back too." Frank joked as he leaned back in his chair at the desk in his old room.

"that may be true but one of you needs to be awake to be driving back here, I don't fancy another trip to the hospital, we've had too many of those in the past." Nancy mumbled sleepily. "So off the chair I know you're sitting in at the desk and into bed with you Hardy." Frank just laughed.

"Really Nan? How do you know that's where I am? For all you know I could be in the car driving back now."

"If you were in the car Frank I would be hearing Joe complaining or snoring."

"Such a know it all Drew."

"That's why you love me." She smiled sleepily at the phone before she heard someone knocking at her door. "Someone's at the door." Nancy said sitting upright.

"Nancy?"

"Hold on, I'm going to see who it is."

"Nancy. Stay on the phone with me." Frank said, his voice drenched in worry. "Nancy?"

Nancy was already walking towards the door, her phone in one hand, a baseball bat in the other.

"Frank?" she asked quietly as she looked through the peep hole.

"Nancy? What is going on?"

"No one is outside. If they are I can't see them." She whispered. "I'm going to open the door to check."

"Nancy don't."

But Nancy didn't hear him.

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