Sorry it's been a bit since the last chapter…school and such; also, my brother came home yesterday and dominated the computer.

Well, Muffy went mad in our last chapter, slicing Celia's hand and Jack starting to uncover Muffy's lies. Will Jack save Celia? Let's find out!

…Wait, I already know! Ok, YOU guys find out!


Chapter 7: Tragic Step.

Celia's eyes widened as Muffy held the knife, suddenly, Muffy lunged and Celia sidestepped, just in time for the knife to miss, making a dent into the fridge. Celia ran out in fear and tried the door, but she couldn't open it.

Muffy stepped out, a wide grin on her face. She walked out and held the knife to Celia.

"I always knew that jamming the door could be handy…" She giggled.

Celia stepped back and was cornered into the bed.

"Say your prayers!"

The door suddenly burst open as Muffy rounded onto the intruder; Celia took this time to immediately run back into the kitchen.

"Oh…Jack…" Muffy spoke.

Jack stood there, his fishing rod in hand, with Muffy's blood strained dress.

"What the hell are you doing?" His eyes zoomed to where Celia had been, to the knife in Muffy's hand and to her face, which was now full of life and colour.

"Jack…" Muffy walked over and put both her hands on his cheeks. Jack brushed them away and held out the dress.

"This is yours, isn't it? I wonder…I also heard Griffin and Rock died from poison stolen from Daryl's lab."

"You know then…It's not what it seems…"

"I think I can."

"You killed Rock, Griffin, Ruby and Flora!"

Muffy turned away, unable to meet Jack's eyes.

"And now, you tried to kill Celia! Why…"

"…Tee hee…"

Muffy suddenly brushed her hair and flicked it, her face hiding any sort of joy.

"Oh come on. Are you really that dim? I did it for you, Jack."

"For me…"

"Do you know something? Ever since Celia and you loved each other, I've despised her. Her pathetic happy and kind personality, when all along she was a pitiful man stealer!"

"Muffy…I understand if you were hurt, but you can't try to break us up for your own desires…"

"Of course I can. Ruby and Flora found out, now they're in the great sky. Griffin might have told, so I did the same…and Rock saw me throw the dress into the sea. I had no choice…it was fun, though."

"F-Fun?! You think killing people is fun?!"

"I have a sort of passion for it now…but I'll stop for you…Jackie."

"All I need to do is kill Celia…I'll do it with my own two hands!"

"No! I won't let you!"

Jack suddenly found himself pushed onto the bed, Muffy standing over him, knife braced.

"You're dominant, aren't you…fine, if I can't have you, NO ONE WILL!"

Jack braced himself for the stab, instead, there was a smash and several glass pieces fell down as Muffy collapsed.

"I always knew Vesta's fruit bowl would come in handy…" Celia spoke, trying not to look too proud.

"She's just unconscious…and I heard everything."

"I'm sorry…Celia…all of this is my fault…I should have been more gentle on Muffy…or at least suspected her of trying to gain our trust."

"It's ok…I've called the police. Jack, you could never have done anything to stop this."

"Celia…"

They kissed as sirens sounded throughout the valley and the door burst open, Harris with two policemen.

"Alright, lads. Grab her up." He spoke, indicating Muffy.

Muffy was now awake and started kicking and screaming as she was apprehended.

"You scumbags! Stop harassing me!" She turned to Celia.

"You'll…YOU'LL PAY FOR THIS, CELIA AND JACK!"

"Muffy…I wished it could have been different." Celia said.

Jack walked to the kitchen as Celia looked at Muffy being put into a police car. There was also an ambulance to treat her head injury.

Celia walked into the kitchen, not bearing to see her old friend taken away…her eyes suddenly had a look of shock as Jack laid on the floor.

"Jack…?"

Her eyes looked to a glass of orange juice that was on the table, it was half empty. Muffy had filled it...

"NO!"

She immediately ran out to the ambulance, which were luckily still there. Muffy turned to look at Celia as the police car drove away, smiling.

"Please…JACK'S BEEN POISONED!" Her screams echoed throughout the valley…

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The hospital doors burst open as hospital staff brought in Jack on a stretcher, Celia right beside him.

"Jack…" She spoke at his lifeless face.

"We have one Jack Harvest, thought to be poisoned; he collapsed after drinking a glass of orange juice." She turned to Celia as Jack was rushed into rehab.

"I need you to stay out. He's in a critical condition."

"But…" Celia's eyes watered as the nurse looked at her in concern.

"Do everything you can."

Celia watched as the staff quickly doing the usual things to Jack, she couldn't understand any of it…all she understood was that Jack had to survive.

She was sat in the waiting room as a nurse came out.

"I…have good news and bad news."

"Good news?" Celia asked, her eyes filled with hope.

"Jack managed to fight and is stable…he's not dead."

Celia put her hands into her head, crying tears of joy.

"But…"

Celia looked up, her happiness gone.

"I'm sorry…but Jack slipped into a coma. That poison did a real number on him…he may never wake up."

"No…"

Celia ran past the nurse into the room where Jack was, quiet and seemingly peaceful.

"Jack…wake up….wake up….wake up!"

Jack failed to respond as tears fell onto his face.

"JAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK!!!!"


To be continued…

Nope, I still have a few good ideas to spin out before this story is over, it's pretty much two chapters left. Relax, Read and Review! Thank you!