Chapter Three
I'm going to make your life Hell, Grace, I promise you that.

Disclaimer: Neil, Grace, and any other characters are not my creation. I do not own the Bill. It would be so awesome if I did though =D
Pairings: Grace/Neil
Special thanks to: Anyone who reads.
Big giant special thanks to: Anyone who reviews!

Part One - Grace

Facebook. It was the one thing in the world Grace hated the most. What was the point of messaging and commenting on your friend's blogs or walls or whatever when you could call them, heart-to-heart. Well, Grace wasn't exactly a "heart-to-heart" person, but nevertheless, she despised social networking in general.
But what if it brought her closer to finding out who M was?
She had a computer in her apartment. And old, basic one… it was mostly for doing paperwork, though it had a good internet connection.
welcome to facebook. The front screen read. God, that annoyed Grace, when people didn't capitalize. However, this time, she would manage.
The form was easy enough to complete. First name? Grace. Last name? Dasari. E-mail? Grace thought for a moment. Hmm... it took her a moment to remember it, but once she had, she completed it. Birthday? Wow, she must be getting old. Sex? Female, der.
Once it had been finished and she selected "submit", she felt tingles. She didn't really WANT to do it… but the thought of M knowing everything about her made her blood run cold and she shivered.
She set up a few little things. A profile picture… huh. She wasn't too fond of the idea of M ogling her pictures, but then again, M could be anyone, not necessarily HIM… him.
He'd raped her.
Well, Grace would show him. If he WAS M, she wouldn't let him destroy her.
She submitted her first wall post. It was something about the weather being too cold. That was the kind of thing on the advertisements.
Then, she searched for M.
But he'd beaten her too it.

New Friend Request From: M

She clicked the link.

Look behind you Grace. Quickly now!

She took him seriously and gasped, spinning around, expecting to see him there. But all she could see was her living room window wide open, curtain blowing back in a cold breeze.
And she was sure it hadn't been open a moment ago.

Part Two – M

I'll show you, Grace Dasari, I really will. What you did all those years ago? I'll never forget it. And now you've gone off with this precious Neil guy? Gorgeous, Grace, just gorgeous. I'm going to make your life Hell, Grace, I promise you that.
You're pregnant now, Grace. Who's baby's that, now exactly? Could be HIS, could be a result of a little 'accident' a few weeks ago. It doesn't matter if it was because you 'got busy' with Neil or because you got raped, this pregnancy isn't going to be easy.
Your best friend,
M