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The next afternoon, John was able to take Jenna home. The ride from the hospital to the house was relatively quiet, them making small talk here and there. As John opened the front door and stepped inside, Jenna was hesitant to walk inside.

"Babe, what's wrong?"

"Are you sure no one is in here?" she asked nervously. "There may be someone waiting in a closet or something."

"I promise there is no one in this house besides us. Do you want to come with me and we can check?"

"Umm...I guess." Jenna then took John's hand and they walked around upstairs and downstairs. A few minutes later, they returned to the living room.

"What did I tell you. Its just us."

"Sorry," she whispered.

"Its ok," he replied, rubbing her shoulders. "I have an idea. How about you get comfortable on the couch and rest while I put your stuff away. I can even make a late lunch."

"O...Ok, I guess that will be alright. Can you make lunch first? I would rather you be downstairs with me."

"Sure," he said as he heard the doorbell ring. Jenna's eyes got big.

"John, who is that?"

John peered through the front window and saw JoAnn standing on the porch, waiting for the door to be opened. He then turned toward Jenna. "Its your mom. I'll let her in."

Jenna wrapped herself in a blanket and waited for her mom to come through the door. A few seconds later, her mom carefully quietly walked into the living room to see her daughter. Obviously John had told her Jenna was very jumpy, and JoAnn didn't want to frighten her. "Hi Jenna."

She turned toward her mom, who was standing by the end of the couch with a bouquet of flowers in her hand. "Hi," she said quietly.

"Listen, I'll let you ladies talk. I'm going to start on lunch."

John placed a kiss on the top of Jenna's head, and left the room. JoAnn then turned toward her daughter again. "So...how are you feeling?"

"Sore, but I'll live. I just don't understand why I'm so jumpy and afraid of anything. I used to live by myself for close to two years, and now I get nervous when John isn't in my sight. What's wrong with me?"

"Well, I talked to David's brother, who is a therapist. He said this sort of behavior is very common in victims that have been attacked. Your afraid that it will happen again, and clinging to those close to you."

"It feels like I won't ever feel normal again."

"You will, I promise. By the way, how was your talk with your dad last night?"

Jenna shrugged her shoulders. "It was fine. I called him dad for the first time last night, and I could tell he was happy."

"Why did you ask to talk to him first after you saw John?"

"I really wanted to call him dad. Now that I'm thinking about it, why weren't you up at the hospital last night?"

"I was hurt that you didn't want to talk to me. I left after he went to see you."

A look of disbelief came across Jenna's face. "Oh my God, are you jealous of my dad?! By the way, I did want to talk to you too. Did it really matter who I talked to first?"

"Of course it did. I figured you wanted to talk to me first because I have been in your life longer."

"Only by a couple of weeks!" Jenna said, her voice slightly raising. "I can't believe you are jealous of dad!"

John could hear the fighting from the kitchen, and swiftly walked into the living room. "What's going on?"

Jenna then turned to face her husband. "Nothing. Mom was just leaving. Did you hear that? I called you mom! Should dad be jealous of you now?"

Only shaking her head, JoAnn left the room and quickly left the house. John then turned toward Jenna again. "What was that about?"

"She is jealous of dad. I knew it!" she said through tears.

Later on in the night, John and Jenna were laying in bed, both attempting to fall asleep. Jenna kept tossing and turning, and John knew that she was dreaming. As he was about to fall asleep, he heard her cry out.

"No! Stop, please!" she cried. "Stop!"

"Baby, baby its me. Wake up, your having a dream," John said trying to wake Jenna.

Jenna sat straight up in a cold sweat. "John it was awful!" she said through sobs. "I replayed the attack in my mind, and I couldn't get him off me..."

John immediately wrapped her in a tight hug, trying to make her feel comfortable. "Its ok, it was just a dream. Your ok. You are safe."

Jenna then broke the hug and looked around the room, realizing something she hadn't before.

"Jenn...what's wrong?" John asked nervously.

"John, that dream helped me realize something. I know who attacked me," she said calmly.