Disclaimer : I own nothing except the plot.

A/N: I suddenly know where I want to go with this story. I had a bit of a writer's block with this story because I wasn't writing it the way I wanted it to be, but now I have another idea :D !

I didn't know what to feel or what to think. I didn't know what to say or what to do. I just stood there, looking at the two fingerprints that were the same. It couldn't be could it? This was just a mistake right? But I knew that it couldn't be a mistake. I knew what I would have to do, but I didn't want to. I don't want to arrest her and never see her again, I want to be with her, I love her! But I knew I couldn't.. it could put me behind bars for not arresting her.

I heard her knocking on the door. "Are you OK?" she asked. Now I realized I had been standing here for about 10 minutes. I quickly put away my gear and opened the door coming face to face with a worried 'Valerie'. Now I knew it was Gabriella. "Yes, I'm fine," I lied. I wasn't fine, I was shocked! I just found out my girlfriend killed her family!

Maybe this was just all a bad dream. Yeah, maybe I'd wake up in the morning and realize this was all just a bad dream! But I knew this was real, I knew I had to talk to her. I would have to eventually, if I liked it or not.

"Gab- Valerie?" I almost said her real name! I looked at the expression on her face. She obviously knew something was wrong, but didn't show it. "Yes?" she asked nervously. I was just as nervous as she was. "I'm going to ask you a question and you just have to say yes or no, OK? And please say the truth.." I told her. She nodded and I opened my mouth to ask the question: "I-is your r-real name maybe Gabriella Montez?"

I saw her look up at me in shock, fear in her eyes. I didn't want this to happen, I really didn't. "I didn't mean for it to happen I, I didn't- It- I..," she answered, the fear now able to hear in her voice and then she ran into her bedroom and closed the lock on her door. She was breathing heavily and started to cry.

I leaned against the door of her bedroom and tried to open the door oblivious to the fact that it was, of course, locked. I knocked on her door and talked to her: "I'll talk to you as a boyfriend and as a police officer, OK?" I didn't hear a respond so I just started to talk: "OK, as a police officer I have to say that what you did was a crime and that I would have to arrest you and that you'd probably be behind bars for your whole life, but as a boyfriend I say that I love you and I know we haven't said that to each other yet, but I mean it and I won't judge you, because I don't know what went on with your family and I don't know your past."

I heard her unlock the door, but she didn't come out. "Can I come in?" I asked her carefully. "Y-yes," I heard her answer quietly. I opened the door and saw her sitting against the wall next to the door with her chin on her knees and she was still crying. I sat down next to her and put my arm around her and pulled her close to me. I put my other arm around her too and she leaned into me. Trusting me.

"Gabriella, can I call you that?" I asked her to make her feel more comfortable. "Yes..," she said and buried her face in my chest, scared of what would come. "Gabriella, let's just take one thing at a time OK?" I asked her softly to let her know I wasn't mad at her. "Don't arrest me, please," she whimpered. "Gabriella, this is hard for me too, OK?" She nodded and answered: "I'm so sorry Troy, but please, don't arrest me." "Gabriella, why.. why did you do it?" I asked her.

She looked up at me and then back down while playing with her fingers. "I.. they were so.. controlling and they never let me do anything. I could never have friends over or just have a boyfriend. I couldn't take it anymore," she explained to me. "Gabriella.. that.. doesn't make any sense to me," I said. "You don't believe me do you?" she asked me. "Tell me the real reason, I'm a police officer Gabriella, I know when people lie," I told her. She sighed and stood up, going over to her bed and sitting down on it. I stood up and went to sit next to her, putting my arm around her again. "For other people, we always looked like the happy family, but we weren't. My dad he.. he was alcoholic, my mom suffered under that, my brother and sister did and I did. After a while, my brother got involved in drugs, my dad's alcohol addiction got too far, we tried to send him and my brother to rehab, but they didn't want to. They said we betrayed them. Then my mom got into a depression, she just laid in her bed all day. My sister didn't know what to do anymore. I thought I'd help them out, but I don't know why I didn't kill myself..," she explained to me. "Don't talk like that Gabriella, there was no reason to kill yourself," I said. "But there was no reason to kill them either!" she screamed at me and stood up. She sat back down on the ground in front of the bed and put her face in her hands. She started crying. I wasn't good at this, at all. I had no idea if I should arrest her, understand her, tell her I love her.. I sat down next to her once again and pulled her against me. I kissed her head and laid my chin on top of her head. "We'll get through this, together," I said. "Do you promise?" she asked me quietly still crying. "I promise baby, I promise," I reassured her.