AN: Thanks for the reviews. Here's Chapter 4!

Unexpected

I was thinking about too much now. Would Johnny really kill just to get my attention? Was I doing something wrong? I'm sure I did everything correctly. I wrote back to his 2nd letter. I really don't know what else I should've done. I know I'm not going to run around New York like a crazy person just to try and find my family. New York is a big city. They could be on the other side of the state or down the street, but their whereabouts, I wasn't even sure yet. In my dream, it looked like a garage to me. That would be too obvious though. Besides, my dream could be wrong. It sort of was this morning. No one turned on me and yelled at me. But why would I even have a dream with anyone being murdered in it, especially a girl like Marlee?

My palm was now sweaty from holding the bottle in my hand. I knew what was inside; a letter of course, unless he switched it up. Mac, Flack and I were in the break room. I seen Adam walk in and he smiled at us. We all smiled back. I saw him grab an apple out of the fridge and he grabbed a chair near us.

"Did he write you back?" Adam asked calmly; his eyes were cautiously looking at my hand that was clenched down on the bottle. "Whoa, Stella, don't break it with your hands. It might get messy if you do that."

I laughed, "Thank you for your concern, Adam. I appreciate it," I said and Adam smiled back at me. "I'm just worried that Johnny had to with Marlee's death."

Adam's face grew shocked.

"Marlee…you mean the girl that was at your wedding…she's dead?" Adam asked with a confused tone. He set his apple down on the table and closed his eyes.

"She was found dead this morning in an alleyway. This bottle was in her pocket." Flack said while pointing to the bottle which I now set on the table. I rubbed the sweat off on my pants.

"Oh. That's terrible. She was such a cool chick," Adam said while shaking his head. "You sure Johnny had something to do with it?"

I grabbed 4 waters out of the fridge and handed them to everyone with a smile. Everyone thanked me and I started to explain.

"Well, I'm not sure but why would there be the exact same kind a bottle that I've been receiving that reads 'Look Inside', be in Marlee's pocket. Don't forget she was at our wedding as well and Johnny saw the wedding too, which could mean that he saw Marlee." I explained and took a big breath and gulped a quarter of the water down.

"I think it's time that you open the bottle now, Stell. We have to see what it says." Mac said while rubbing my left hand.

"Okay, if you say so," I said as I grabbed an opener. I opened it up, dumped the sand on the paper and pulled out the letter. "And if you guys don't mind, I'm going to read it first, by myself."

All the guys nodded and I opened up the piece of paper. It was from Johnny. That was what I expected; the letter from Johnny, but the rest of the letter, not so much.

Dear Stella,

Hey, it's Johnny Mala. Did you miss me? Of course you did. Your family is fine, just in case you were wondering. They've been begging me to let them go; especially your parents. I don't plan on letting them go just yet, maybe not ever. That is if you find me. Maybe your mind is giving you signs. Bad dreams can come true, you know? I saw Marlee behind the crime scene tape today. What a shame? And she had so much to offer to the world; not really. She was hiding secrets from your whole team but most importantly; you Stella. Yes, she knew about me. She was my insider. That's how I knew everything. Well, not all of it. Early in the morning I got a phone call from her and she said she couldn't do this anymore. She wasn't going to keep the secrets. I obviously couldn't let her tell you so I killed her. Marlee also knew where I was keeping your parents and I definitely didn't want her to tell you that. I was going to drop off the bottle outside the door this morning but I thought by leaving it in her pocket, I'd get you stressed. Indeed I did, didn't I?

What I've noticed is that your sister, Calista, has a very big mouth. She never shuts up! She blabs on all day long about how gorgeous Robert Pattinson is. Uh, he played a vampire, what's so great about that? Then she makes fun of my favorite show, The Hills. She said that she and Joel McHale (the guy from The Soup) agree that Spencer has a creepy, flesh-colored beard. Wow, is all I can say. She even mentioned that she may want to become a CSI. Well, I guess it runs in the family, right?

I'm getting really bored waiting here, Stella. Just listen to yourself and you'll know where to find me. Oh, I'm kind of getting sick to my stomach of writing letters, even though I have great handwriting. I think we should take this to the internet. I have AIM here's my name; JohnnyRox197. So, if you ever want to talk, I'll be waiting.

Johnny

This sent chills down my spine. He knows how to write one heck of a creepy letter that's for sure. I guess we're now taking our chats to the internet, so there's no need to reply to it. I didn't say a word. I just passed the letter across the table so Adam, Danny and Mac could read it. I stood up from the table and I ran out of the lab. I saw their shocked faces. I only knew 2 computers in the whole lab that had AIM installed. I had to go on my computer or Mac's computer. It's kind of funny because we used to chat during our breaks about what was going on in our lives. I looked forward to our chats every day. I ran into Mac's office and sat behind his computer. It was password protected. It's a 6 letter word. Oh for crying out loud. I typed in Stella and I got access to his computer. I soon saw Mac running toward me now with the letter. He looked really mad. He caught to me and tried to catch his breath.

"Stell, what are you doing?" Mac said slowly and pulled up a chair beside me.

"What do you think I'm doing? I'm going onto AIM and I'm going to give him a piece of my mind." I said with force and typed in my screen name. I soon started to search for JohnnyRox197. I kind of didn't want to talk to him but at the same time, I wanted answers.

"Stell, just be careful. You don't know what tricks he has up his sleeve." Mac said and scooted closer next to me and he put his hand on my thigh. It was really comforting. While it was searching, I grabbed his hand and squeezed it tightly. I pulled him in for a kiss and I heard a ding sound that meant the search was over. That's when our kiss ended.

This was it. This was my chance to set everything straight and get some answers. Here I go.

StellaRules28: Hello?

JohnnyRox197: Hey.

StellaRules28: So, I got your letter. That was very creepy.

JohnnyRox197: Ha, thank you very much. Did I mention I went to college for writing?

StellaRules28: No, actually you didn't. All you really did was torture me from the inside out.

It was going to get intense now I could feel it inside. My kept his hand on my thigh and rubbed back and forth to comfort me. It wasn't helping. Maybe I shouldn't have talked to him after all. I might have got stuck in something I couldn't get out of now and it was my entire fault.

It's not like I want to torture you, I'm doing that so you would listen to me. I know how you cops are.

Oh really? How do you know? Maybe because you stalked me for weeks on end?

Yes! How did you guess?!

Cut the shit, Johnny. Why are you doing this to me?

I thought you already knew. Well, I want you to pay for Frankie's death…

Before he could finish, I cut him off.

I think I paid for a lot. Did you see all the bruises and scratches that he put on me? I had to cut my way out of rope with a razor in the bath tub. I guy that loves you doesn't do that to you. You have NO idea what happened that night!

Whoa, Stella, take an easy. Don't lose yourself now. Frankie told me that you'd been ignoring him.

Well, you know about the sex tape. He had no right to put that on the internet. I didn't even know about it.

I did.

You are one sick kid, you know that?

I'm perfectly fine. What about you?

What are you talking about?

Oh, you'll find out sooner or later. I promise. I didn't do that this time. Someone else did.

Tell me what you're talking about now.

I'm sorry I can't do that.

Where are you Johnny? I can't find you unless you tell me where you are.

You'll find out soon enough. Like I said, dreams can come true you know, maybe even nightmares.

Do you know about my dreams or something?

Why, of course not, why would I know?

'Cause it seems like you think I'm having bad dreams.

I saw you dreaming this morning. I saw Mac shaking you. Don't tell me you were having a pleasant dream.

No, of course I wasn't. I had a dream where Marlee was dead. Then a crime scene where she was actually dead.

Ha. I'm sure she was dead before you had your dream. I can promise you that.

Why did you kill her? She was such a nice person.

She was going to spill all the secrets you know that.

Well, now you already confessed about murdering her so you have one charge against you. I wouldn't want anymore if I were you. It's already 15 years to life now.

I'm not going to stop unless I get what I want and that's you, Stella. You have a week to find me if not…it's not going to be pretty.

If you lay one hand on them…

He cut me off this time.

I promise I won't hurt them. All I want is you. Okay, today is Sunday, May 17th so…you have until May 24th to find me. And if you don't come alone, I will hurt them and you of course!

Before I could reply, he logged off. The last message got to me and I started to cry.

"Everything's going to be alright, Stella." Mac said once again.

"Mac, you know it's not going to be alright. He wants me to pay, Mac. He wants me to die." I said with a frown while I hugged him tightly.

"You're not going to die. You will win this fight and get your family out alive. That's my promise." Mac said that and I smiled.

"Okay. I think it's time to head home now. Maybe we should start packing some of my things so I can move in soon." I said with a smile and Mac nodded.

I grabbed my purse and we walked out hand in hand.

Danny and Lindsay overheard our conversation and they offered to help us. I love them so much. They are the best friends we could ever have. This was great. I didn't want to think about Johnny so I had something to take my mind off this subject.