A/N: Ok because I was in a good mood I typed up the fourth chapter for your entertianment. However this is probly also because my grandma is sick right now as well. So I figure if I give you guys two chapters this weekend I can take next weekend off and take care of grandma. So if there isn't another chapter next weekend it is because my grandma is in the hospital. I still own nothing...damn it I will win the rights though! XD

Court

Rachel had spent a week with her grandparents. She was still quiet and withdrawn only speaking when she was asked something out right. Her new friends tried to get her to open up again. Though not one of them had success yet. Gar was worried that something had happened to her, but Rachel would not tell him what had happened. Gar tried everything he could think of to get Rachel to laugh like she use too. However Rachel seemed not to notice that her friends were worried about her at all.

Rachel lost herself in a mix of fear of all human contact, and anger that she had done nothing to protect herself. Feeling that she shouldn't have been the one to attack Trent even though he had attacked her first. Guilt and loneliness began to take over all of her thoughts and feelings. Rachel bowed her head not realizing where she was, and not caring that the war of emotions was visible on her face, and in her eyes.

Gar who was sitting next to her, in science class, watched the play of anger, pain, remorse, and loneliness cross her face in rapid fire bursts. Gar felt a fierce longing too help the pain filled beauty next to himself. Wishing that she would tell him to hold her and protect her from that which had made her so with drawn from him. He longed too know what had taken her from him, but knew that unless she told him what happened he wouldn't be able fix that which had carelessly broke her.

As the class progressed he found himself paying less and less attention to the teacher and more and more attention to Rachel. The teachers who usually had long discussions with Rachel about the subjects in more depth and detail than any other student in the school. They all feared that the friendly, out going, and happy girl that they had gotten to know over the years was forever gone. They saw the friend s that Rachel had made were desperately trying to get her to tell them what was wrong, and they hoped that the youths would be able to bring back Rachel. Thus they forgave them for not paying attention too them.

Gar heard the bell ring for the end of the day. He leaped up and quickly walk to Rachel. "Hey would you like for me to carry your books?" Gar asked with a warm smile. Rachel looked up at Gar for a moment with a look just realizing what he had asked of her. "Uh…sure I guess." Rachel said softly her voice gravely from where Trent had crushed her windpipe. Gar's heart was breaking for her, because he could hear the change in her voice. Though Rachel didn't seem to notice, or care that her voice had been permanently changed from the life threatening encounter she had had with Trent. Rachel walked to her locker and then to her grandmother's room. Walking into the room with Gar following her Rachel went to a table and had Gar to set her books down.

While Rachel may not have noticed Gar's crush everyone else could tell that he had one on her. Even Rachel's grandmother could tell that Gar wanted Rachel to open up to him and show him the scars that Trent had given her so that he could help her to truly heal from what Trent had done to her. Though Rachel seemed to refuse any and all help. It hurt Gar more than anything else Rachel could have done to him, to refuse his help to heal her wounds. However he seemed to understand that because the wounds were so fresh she was wary of having anyone close to her at all. He hoped that Rachel would come to him for help of any kind when she was ready to ask for help.

When Rachel walked out of the door with a nod of thanks to Gar for carrying her books for her for a while. Gar took some hope that she was slowly coming back to them, and could not help the grin that took over his face.

As Rachel entered the parking lot she was greeted with the sight of Arella leaning up against her car. Rachel walked over to Arella trying to figure out what was going on. Arella hugged Rachel tightly. Rachel still confused as to what was going just hugged Arella back, as Arella began begging Rachel for forgiveness. Rachel saw the raw pain and longing in Arella's for Rachel's forgiveness. Hoping that she was doing the right thing she said. "There is nothing to forgive between the two of us." Arella shook her head and said. "I have to tell you this." Arella sighed and continued, "I am getting a divorce from Trent." Upon hearing this some of the light that had left Rachel's eyes returned. Rachel gave Arella a fierce hug and whispered. "Thank you."

The first day of the trails for the divorce began almost four weeks after Rachel was told of the trail. When Rachel walked into the waiting room of the court house she was greeted with the sight of an enraged Trent. With a roar of pure hate and anger Trent launched himself at Rachel in the hopes of harming Rachel, and preventing her from testifying against him. Though he was stopped by two armed police officers, Rachel still shank away from him at first. Though when she thought of what she was doing she angrily stiffened her back.

The court watched in awe as Rachel took the stand, and faced her attacker for the first time since the fateful fight in the kitchen almost five weeks ago. The jury and judge watched Trent's face contort in both guilt and anger. Though what convinced them of Trent Roth's guilt was how he jumped up in the middle of Rachel's testimony and said. "How dare you lie! Bitch! You will pay for this when I get a hold of you." Rachel closed her eyes as though what he said had no effect on her, however a lone tear that rolled down her cheek gave away how much that statement hurt her.

When the judge ruled that Trent was no longer the husband of Arella Roth, Rachel almost leaped ten feet in the air with joy. The light finally fully returning to her eyes. The happiness that everyone felt due to the ruling was euphoric and uplifting. Though the celebrations' didn't last long when Trent came storming up to Arella screaming. "I will have my revenge on you! You won't get away with this!" Rachel, having let go of the fear she had been harboring of Trent, stood in front of her mother saying. "If you want to hurt her you will have to go through me first." Trent snorted in amusement. "Like you will be a challenge." Rachel let herself go for a moment saying. "Like you could beat me in a fair fight. Coward you have no idea how well I can fight. The only reason I didn't beat you last time was because you were family. Now that your not I have no qualms about where your place really is." Trent laughed at Rachel and faked a lunge at Arella. Before anyone could react Trent was stopped by Rachel standing in front of Arella, her first in his gut. Rachel let out a low growl of a laugh saying. "Remember your place Trent for this is only a taste of what you will receive the next time you attack one of my family." Letting Trent slide off of her fist and on to the floor Rachel heard him say. "Then you will be my first victim." Rachel only walked away leaving the broken, lonely, and dangerous man on the ground.

The next day at the school Rachel began to give her time and attention to Gar. Gar loved the change. He finally seemed to get some where with the girl that he secretly loved, though he would never admit it to anyone. Rachel felt that for once everything was going right with her life. Trent was gone, she had a guy that liked her for herself, and soon she would be graduating from high school.

three years later….

Rachel was working her job at the Walmart hoping that Gar would becoming in soon from school. She couldn't wait until Gar came in, because in a few days was her twenty-second birthday, and Gar said that he had a big surprise for her on her birthday. Kori Anders, one of her best friends from high school and her floor boss, walked over and told Rachel that her shift was up. Rachel nodded and shut down her line for the night. Once she turned in her till she went and got in her car and went home for the night.

Rachel sighed once she walked into her one room apartment that she rented from her grandparents. Changing clothes Rachel got ready for the hike that she had planned to take with a buddy from work over at the national state park. The park was only a few miles from her mothers home. Rachel planned on getting to the park an hour early to walk a mile before she met her friend.

Rachel got out of her car unaware that she was being followed. About ten feet behind her walked Trent. Rachel kept walking down the trail for the people use to hiking along the trails. Trent kept pace with Rachel well, and when they were out of sight of everyone Trent attacked. The last words Rachel heard before the world blurred out of focus were. "Sweet dreams bitch. Ah revenge is sweet."

Trent then drug the unconscious Rachel to a near by cave and proceeded to make his dreams of revenge a reality for himself.

Meanwhile Rachel's buddy from work pulled up next to Rachel's car to wait for Rachel herself to show her the great trail that she said would be great for a first time hiker. She couldn't wait for Rachel to return and walk around the park with someone who knew what to expect from the trails. An hour passed and Rachel hadn't showed up yet at first her friend was miffed that Rachel hadn't showed up, but then she saw something strange laying on the ground a few feet up a trail. Curious as to what it was she walked up the trail. Once she was in sight of the object on the ground she found it to be Rachel's shirt. The shirt was ripped. Scared she called the police.