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Chapter 4

Sitting in an interrogation room with cuffs securely around her wrists was the last place Jenna wanted to be. In fact, she had done everything she could think of to avoid the situation all together but it wasn't enough. Shane had made sure to make his presence known, reinforcing his hatred toward her. Jenna hadn't said a word as he went on about how she had really fucked up this time. He threatened her with a life sentence and that he was going to do everything in his power to find enough evidence to get her on death row. Her face stayed impassive as his words cut through her skin, shredding any hope she had of ever walking out of there a free woman again.

Shane had left with an evil glint in his eyes and an almost giddy pep in his step, leaving her all alone. She wouldn't cry though, couldn't let her guard down, because she knew he'd be watching her like a hawk for the tiniest of slip ups. She had heard from Rick just how ruthless Shane could be when he wanted to prove a suspect was guilty but she never imagined she would be one of them. If he dug deep enough the murder of Lou would seem like child's play compared to the skeletons in her closet. The only problem was they weren't just her skeletons.

The red light blinked on the camera in the corner as if taunting her. Every time it flashed, every second that clicked by had the dread growing in the pit of her stomach. She wasn't going to get out of this one. She would be wearing prison orange for the rest of her life. She had imagined if she had ever been in this position that she would have thought about all the things she would be missing once behind bars, the things she would never get to do again, but all she could see in her mind was Lou's body.

Garrett, although dead, died because of his own actions. She hadn't been the one that killed him she was only the one that hid the truth. Jenna had come to terms with being a liar, it was second nature by now, but murderer? That was a whole other level she never expected to hit and was unable to deal with. To take away someone else's life, to watch them take their last breath, to see the light go out in their eyes was something she would never forget as long as she lived.

Shane returned after she sat in that room for what felt like hours only to lock her up in the cell at the station as she awaited to be transported for remand before the trial. She couldn't help but stare at the metal bars, it was only going to be the beginning of the end.

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She hadn't expected sleep to come and thin, barely there mattress did little to help matters along. She was exhausted but to close her eyes meant seeing Lou and that was one thing she couldn't deal with right now. Not on top of everything else. There was some soft chatter at the end of the hallway and then the sound of the metal door being opened. Jenna sat up, curious as to what was going on to see Rick standing in her cell in plain clothes.

He took a deep breath and just stared at her not saying a single word. His silence was louder than his words had ever been and she shifted on the cot under his glare. "Hey." He just blinked in response and she fought the urge to roll her eyes. He was a grown ass man acting like a child. "Should I be charging you or something for the show?"

Rick knew they were alone, he had talked to Hunter who was on duty to give them a few minutes, but he couldn't be too careful and glanced around to double check. "I need you to be straight with me. Why did you kill Lou?"

"I got bored of all the B and E and drunk and disorderly in my file and wanted to go for something high up the food chain. Get a real good grade."

Rick ran a hand over his face and pinched the bridge of his nose. "Jenna…you're impossible, you know that? Can't you be serious just for one second in your life?"

"I killed him Rick, is that what you want to hear? I killed him. Your fucked up little Jenna messed up again. Big shocker there. Shane was right, you should stay away from me. Lord knows I wouldn't want you to get mixed up in any of this."

She expected him to agree with her or just leave without any words at all. He didn't. Rick motioned to the open door, "Come on, we don't have much time before Hunter gets back and I still have to get you out the back door without being seen."

Jenna's eyes locked on him immediately, "What?"

"Unless you want to go to jail."

If it had been anyone else she would have thought he was messing with her but Rick wouldn't be that cruel. She saw it in those baby blues that he was honestly and truly going to break her out right now. She wanted to protest and not be so selfish as to destroy the only career he had ever talked about but the sound of someone coming down the hallway had Rick grabbing her hand and pulling her out of the cell.

They snuck out of the station as if two kids skipping curfew and it more exhilarating than she thought were possible. Excitement flowed through her, adrenalin coursing through her veins as they left town in a car she had never seen before and would never as Rick where he got it from.

"Why are you doing this?" She couldn't help but ask. She almost had to do a double take to make sure that it was Rick behind the wheel and not Merle. He never did anything that could get him in trouble, he was as straight as they came, but she wouldn't deny that the thought of him breaking the rules sparked something in her.

He kept his eyes on the road, never once looking over to her, "I don't know."

"I'm going to need a little more than that. I knocked you out with a phone."

"When's the last time you ate?"

"I hit you too hard, didn't I? Should you even be driving?"

Rick chuckled, ignoring the question altogether and asking one that had been plaguing his mind. "Why did you come to me that first night, Jen? You could have gone to about a dozen different people yet you showed up at my door."

"You were the closest," she shrugged indifferently.

"No. I wasn't."

Jenna hadn't really sat and thought about it before but now that the question was right out there in front of her she realized that it was because she trusted him. Cop or not, ex or not, she knew deep down that Rick would always do what was best for her because he cared. "We're not going to like drive off the Grand Canyon now or anything, right?"

He shook his head with a small smile playing on his lips, "You watch too many movies."

"Rick, if you're doing this…it's for good. There's no going back, there's no deciding it was all a mistake. Your career will be gone. You'll never be able to be a cop again."

He was quiet for a moment and she thought that he might reconsider it, turn the car around and have her back in the cell before anyone knew she was missing, but instead he reached for her hand and intertwined their fingers. "It wasn't a mistake and I'd do it all again. I have everything I need right here."