We pulled up in front of a quaint little cabin in the woods. I got out of the car and hobbled over to her door and lifted her out as helped her to the door.

"I just hope he's home." I knocked on the door as I balanced her weight on one of my shoulders. From inside the house came a voice,

"Who is it?" A masculine voice asked.

"David, it's Anna. Open the door." A few seconds later the door opened and a smiling David Hayward appeared. But the smile quickly disappeared, as he looked the two of us up and down.

"What happened?" He asked as he stepped back from the doorway to let us in.

"Chris Stamp." I said abruptly, assuming the only reason Anna brought us here was that her suspicions on Chris were shared with David. David still looked confused as I slid Anna onto one of his chairs.

"The asshole was about to kill Bianca, so I kind of came to her rescue. If you could call it a rescue." She explained to him.

"Hey, I'm not dead am I? I'd chalk that up to a rescue." I reassured her when I backed into another chair nearby to let David do his job. He lifted up her shirt to examine the wound. He let out a sigh of relief and turned to face me.

"Bianca, do you think you could go to the bathroom and get me a wet washcloth? I need to wipe away some of this excess blood." I nodded and propped myself up and started to hobble towards the bathroom.

"I think you'll be fine. It looks like the bullet just grazed you." He told her as I reached the bathroom door. I looked in a couple of drawers before finding a couple of washcloths. I went over to the sink and wet them. I looked up into the medicine cabinet mirror and gasped at the sight of myself. David must have had a heart attack when he answered the door. My face was covered with a mixture of blood, dirt and ash. Not wanting to take the time washing it off, I took the washcloths back to David, who had set up a first aid kit next to Anna.

"Thanks Bianca." He told me taking the washcloths from me, keeping his eyes on Anna. He wiped away the blood and he was right; it looked like the bullet just grazed her stomach. He bandaged her up and gave her a couple of aspirin.

"Now for my next patient." He turned to me and smiled.

"So why was he going to shoot you?" Anna leaned over David's shoulder as he assessed the best way to access my wound.

"I remembered what happened the night my friend was murdered." David took out a pocketknife and started to cut away the jean material from my leg.

"You remembered what happened to Frankie?" David questioned, though Anna looked confused.

"His cousin. Yea, Chris shot her and was going to shoot me next but someone scared him off that night." David looked over my exposed leg.

"Looks like the bullet went right though but didn't hit anything major." He said to nobody in particular.

"Why did Chris kill Frankie?" Anna continued, ignoring David's comment.

"Well, from what I remember, she worked for him and her 'assignment' was to keep me busy while Chris went after my mother. When we had a fight and she slept with JR, he told her she had failed him and she was going to have to kill me to redeem herself. She told him that wasn't going to happen and that's about when he realized I was listening from the bathroom. He was going to kill me himself, but Frankie stopped him by sacrificing her own life. Then he heard something as he was coming for me so he left me to deal with later." I told her. David wrapped my leg with a bandage and some tape.

"I guess that'll have to do for now. You two are really lucky that you weren't hurt worse." He closed his first aid kit and stood up.

"Ha, I was right." Anna exclaimed. David and I looked over to her.

"Chris has got to be Proteus; Frankie's must have been one of his drug runners that was sent to 'occupy' Bianca while Chris moved in on Erica. And." She took a deep breath.

"He started to use Enchantment to ship his drugs and 'employed' Roger and Mateo to do random jobs for him. But I suspect Mateo and Hayley must be playing him; trying to take him down too. That has to be it." She finished.

"So what do you propose we do with all this information Anna?" David asked her.

"Well, I was thinking maybe you could 'observe' Chris and see what his doing or saying about the two of us; and maybe Bianca could; since she'll have to be in hiding for her own protection, could discreetly follow Mateo, see where he's meeting Hayley and suggest that we join forces. While I see if I can collect any more information on Chris from Ryan."

"Wow, did you just plan that off the top of your head?" I asked her, amazed by her tenacity.

"Yea, sort of."

"I don't think Bianca should play a part in this very risky plan of yours, Anna." David interjected.

"Why not?" Anna and I said simultaneously.

"She's sort of young and with Chris trying to kill her, well, I just don't think it'll be safe."

"I am fine. I want to do my part and I can avoid Chris. It won't be that hard. He'll still be 'occupied' with my mother."

"Yes, I agree. You'll be perfect." Anna told me, while receiving dirty looks from David.

"But I think I might need some different clothes." I told them, looking down to the dirt and blood covered rags I had been left with.

"Yes, something a bit less conspicuous, perhaps." Anna concluded.