Thank you all very much for your reviews for the last chapter. I hope you will like this one and I like to think that this story is slowly getting there and that it is easy to follow.

Today was the day of the memorial for Hattie who had now been missing for over 2 weeks and still no sign of finding her or knowing she was alive or dead.

Hattie was still held against her will with this horrible man who she knew all too well and who clearly wasn't going to let her go. Hattie laid on her bed staring at the same dull ceiling she had been looking at for 2 weeks hoping and praying that she would finally making it home to her family. There it was that banging noise of someone opening the door to the basement then slowly stomping down the stairs and stopping right in front of her.

"You're awake good, today is the big day for you Hattie because today is the day that your parents and siblings are saying goodbye to you and finally forgetting about you"

"Just shut up" Hattie screamed placing her hands over her ears and closing her eyes. He just laughed at Hattie's reaction knowing that his words were affecting her.

He pulled Hattie's hands away from her ears and Hattie flinched when his hands touched her delicate pale skin.

"Don't touch me, you ... Pervert" Hattie shouted and she dug her nails on the top of his hand which began to bleed profusely which made him scream and he struck Hattie who got up of her bed and moved as far as she could knowing that her ankle chain would restrict her so, she cowered into the corner and slid down the wall curled up to protect herself against him.

"you stupid Bitch" he scream walking over to Hattie still cradling his bad hand when he grabbed a fist full of her long blonde hair and pulled her by her hair and flung her back on to the bed. Hattie noticed on the floor as he dragged her along that there was a large metal object which she would try to prise her ankle chain once he was gone.

"I will come back for you later, I think maybe it is time that I dispose of you now they know that you're already dead" he laughed as he walked up the stairs cradling his hand and then shut the door. Hattie walked quietly up the stairs and listen to him lock the door and heard the usual noise of him placing the key on the ledge outside the door.

Mean while Jeff, Dixie, Brooke and Jack arrived at their family church and made the long walk to the church from the car park passing all the graves of those who had lost their lives spanning from decade to decade. Brooke felt uneasy passing all these graves hoping that they wouldn't have to think about that for her sister because she knew she was alive. They walked into the church and took the walk down the aisle to see a large photo of Hattie smiling in a posh gold frame and flowers covered the altar area and hundreds more flowing on the floor. Dixie let out a sob seeing the picture of Hattie staring back at them full of life. Jeff moved closer to Dixie and placed his arm round his wife and held her close. Jack stood quietly looking at Hattie's picture haunting him and he shifted uneasily. Brooke looked at Hattie's picture and smiled seeing that they chose the right picture of her to use today. After a while people began to arrive and glance at Hattie's picture laying flowers, teddies, cards and candles in memory of Hattie and then take their seats. The church was packed with friends', family, neighbours and school teachers and pupils and of course police. The service began with the vicar reading several verses from the bible. They sang some of Hattie's favourite religious songs and then it was Brooke's turn to get up and speak in front of them all about her sister. Brooke took a deep breath as she stood up and walked to the 3 steps and stood looking round the room.

"Hattie was..." the door of the church opened as Steve entered the church which made Brooke stop and the whole church turned to see why Brooke stopped but they soon turned round back to Brooke who watched Steve sit next to one of their neighbours.

"Hattie was just the best sister you could ask for, she was not just my sister she was my best friend. She was as you know a lover of everything green and would do anything to help any helpless animal and very much into save the rainforest. She would often take me into the woods trying to make me see the outdoors in the way she did but, me being me I just wasn't interested but I just loved spending time with her even if it mean me having to go to the latest protest with her or just walk into the woods were we would chat but, she would always say to me that we are being watched Brooke and I just ignored it but, I just didn't realise how right she was" Brooke finally broke down in tears. Jack got up and placed his arms round Brooke and guided her back gently to her seat.

Once the service was over the colliers waited outside as people cued to give them their deepest sympathy. Jeff kept his arm round Dixie the whole time and Dixie just stayed in Jeff's arms. Jack stood next to his mother with Brooke next to him as people took their turns to give them their deepest sympathy.

Steve walked over to Jeff and Dixie and gave them his sympathy as he held out his hand for Jeff to shake. Steve held out his right hand only to pull it away seeing it was the hand that got hurt this morning. This change of hand didn't go unnoticed by Brooke and Jeff who eyed Steve suspiciously. Steve walked slowly down the path watched by Brooke who knew Steve had her sister but just need to prove it. Jeff did one better, he let go of Dixie and walked over to the police and told them his suspicions of his brother. The police man nodded and walked down the path and followed Steve until he caught up with him. Jeff walked back over to Dixie and placed his arm round her and the family walked down the path slowly.

"Thank you, for what you did in there Jack" Brooke said walking with him smiling.