Jessi's POV

'Um... Miss Emerson... We have a problem...'

A million different possibilities of problems erupted in my head,'what is it?'

'Um...' Danny stuttered.

'What is it?'

'Um... Grace... Grace Kingsley... She's saying you have a...'

'I have a what?' I was getting nervous and impatient. I started tapping my fingers against the table.

'You have a...a husband...' He sighed. But my eyes opened in shock. How on earth did Grace Kingsley know about Johnny?

'What about it?' I needed to know how and why.

'You do? Oh... Um she said you ran away from your husband and he wants you back...' Danny was getting uncomfortable. I could see it in his eyes and he had a nervous twitch in his left foot.

'Danny... My husband... Or my soon-to-be ex-husband was a mean gambler who forced me to marry him... And when I was too young... I was only 17...' I could him looking at me with concern,' I ran away from him because he forced me to do things I didn't want.'

'Miss Emerson... I didn't know... Non of us knew... We all thought you were a strong lady...' He came forward and placed something on my desk,' this came for you this morning...'

'Danny, thank you... But I didn't used to be strong... I had my heart broken... And I was emotionally damaged... It's fine...'

He smiled then scurried out of the room. I reached forward and grabbed the parcel. It was small and dainty. I weighed it and measured it height. I came to the conclusion, there was nothing harmful inside. I carefully opened it and found a note pinned to a small box

The note read:

Dear Miss Emerson,

You married me! And I searched three years for you. If had known you were going to be this complicated I would have never gone through the trouble of finding you. But you are mine, and something of mine never gets too far away.

When I had looked everywhere, I came across a woman who offered me some information. Her name was Grace Kingsley. She told me all about you. How you were made, how you were related to her son, where you went and where you were. She even had the kindness to give me your apartment key.

So now, if you don't want anybody finding out your secrets and if you don't want anything to happen to that pretty boy who saved you yesterday then you'll come with me.

I'll give you a day, meet me at the pier at ten tomorrow or your secrets get exposed.

From Johnny, YOUR HUSBAND!

P.S Grace also told me about something called 781229. I'll let you think about it...

I looked at the box, the note came with. It was square and made out of cardboard, nothing harmful was in it. So I opened the lid. Inside was a photograph: it was of a pod with fluid in it, inside I saw a baby. I stared at the picture for what seemed like hours. Before I turned my attention back to the note... 781229... I wonder...

I jumped when my phone rang in my office. I picked it up.

'Hello? This is Miss Emerson speaking...'

'Hi? Jessi? It's Lori!' I was amazed.

'Lori? What are you...'

'Mark told me the direct number to your office... Please don't kick him out...' I was thinking of the possibility.

'Lori... Did you forget what I said yesterday... You can't...'

'You can't come in contact with me... Yes I remember but it's just... I felt I had to talk to you...'

'Lori...'

'Can I come and talk to you there?'

'Lori... I just have a big problem on my hands... And I could use...'

'A friend...' She loved to interrupt people.

'What?'

'When I have a problem I go talk to Hillary... It makes me feel better... You should try it...'

'I don't need a friend Lori, I need to get my work done... And...'

'And nothing! I'm coming over there.'

'Lori! No...' But she had gone. Lori was still the fresh perky person I remember. I missed the Tragers. I missed their undeniable loyalty to each other. Many moments of our time together flashed through my head and I felt a strange feeling run through me. I felt like I able to speak my mind and not have any regrets.

When Lori arrived, Danny showed her to my office and she looked around in wonder,' wow! This place is so awesome...'

'Its an office...' I said blandly.

'Yeah but its a cool office...' Lori leant a hand on my desk and looked at my box.

'No actually its 25 degrees in here so not at all cool.' I looked at her and she looked back.

'No... Oh never mind... I've missed you Jessi...' She smiled her Lori smile.

'Me too...' I looked towards the window and admired the rain.

'So... What's this problem?'

I glanced at the note and box in front of me but then I quickly went back to the window. She saw my gesture and reached for the note. I turned to her as she read it. Her face changes from considerate, to shocked in a matter of a few words.

When she had finished she looked at me,' when did this happen?'

'In the four months I was in New York. I was emotionally unstable and he took advantage of that.'

'Oh, but I always saw you as a strong person. I never expected for this to happen. What are you gonna do?'

'I don't know... I need to divorce him... But he'll never allow that.'

'Why don't you do that cool mission impossible thing? Sneak into his apartment, get the signature sort of thing.'

'No, he's part of an underground gambling joint and he will have security everywhere.'

'How did you even meet this guy? It's not like you to join a gambling troop.'

'Well, I'll tell you the whole story,'

I'll start when I first got to New York. I had a great time at first. I explored like I had never done before I felt free. But when I had to get to finding an inventing job, it was like being trapped inside a prison cell. I went to company after company looking for a job but nobody even bothered with me.

Nortworks was the fifth company I went to:

'Hello, you must be Jessi?' The man stood and offered me his hand but stood looking confused at him,' ok then... I wanted to discuss your file. You have no school records or qualifications?'

'Yes,'

'And you think you're the right person for the job?'

'Yes,'

'I'm sorry but we need people with qualifications and people who have actually had schooling. And not some kid off the streets.' The man laughed, it made me feel weird.

'But...'

'No... Sorry I have another candidate to see,'

That happened every where. I was stuck with no chance of getting a job without the right qualifications. So I decided I would create them. I spent the next few days on the America database making my identity so I was 19 and I had perfect qualifications. Then I built myself up from there.

I worked at a place called AirTrack. I created more designs than anybody else and quickly excelled. I met new people there and to celebrate me earning a lot of money they took me out. It was a great night and I had my first dose of alcohol. I kept drinking and drinking and I totally forgot about my life here.

I left around two in the morning and found myself lost down an alley. While down there I stumbled upon a well camouflaged door. It was starting to rain so I broke inside. That was where I found a secret gambling troop. The leader saw me walk in and noticed I was completely wasted. He took advantage of that and convinced me that I was the perfect person to try out a new drug he was issuing at his buildings.

It was a cheating drug. It made me more open to suggestion and I took that suggestion. Johnny was infatuated with me and wanted me more than anything and according to Johnny he always gets what he wants. So using the drug he suggested we get married. So we got married. I then had a relationship with him but when I had to go he told me I wasn't allowed, that I was his property. He hit me and thrashed me but I stood my ground and ran away using my powers.

He's been searching for me everywhere.

'That's harsh. I didn't know you went through that much...' Lori placed her hand on mine.

'It's ok... I got used to it...' I stood from my chair ad looked at her,' thanks Lori...'

'Told you it would work... So what you decided?'

'I dunno... I tried everything I could to keep you safe but that won't happen if Johnny speaks...'

'I'm here for you! Don't forget it...' Lori hugged me then moved towards the door,' I better get going give you time to think,'

'Thanks...'

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A/N I hope it's getting better! Love my loyal readers!

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PeppyXY