A/N: Sorry this took so long. I just had no idea where to go with this story. Hopefully I have an idea now!

~Crane Mansion~

Julian: What are you talking about? (Calling up the stairs from the main entrance.)

Sam: (Coming back down the stairs to the main entrance.) Why is there blood on the windowsill and the door knocked off its hinges?

Julian: Where would this be?

Sam: In your wife's room.

Julian: I'm sorry but where is her room again?

Sam: What?

Julian: I'm afraid it's been so long since I've been to her room I've just forgotten where it is.

Sam: Follow me. (Leads Julian straight to Ivy's room where the door is on its hinges and there is no blood on the windowsill.) But… There was blood here I swear it. And… The door was on the ground.

Julian: You must be working way to hard. Why don't you go home early and see the kids. Now that's what I call maid service. Wait a minute! How did he find Ivy's room so fast when it took me twenty minutes? He must have been there before.

Sam: I guess I will. Sorry about that Julian. (Leaves the mansion.)

Julian: I wonder if there's something more going on between them. I need a brandy. (Walks into his office and goes toward the bar when the phone rings.) Julian Crane.

Alistair: Julian! I had to clean up yet another one of your messes!

Julian: That was you?

Alistair: Who else did you think it was fool?

Julian: Well I scared Ivy off for good. So I guess we don't have to go after her now. (Gets up and gets a brandy.)

Alistair: On the contrary we need to get rid of her for good now more than ever.

Julian: What do you mean?

Alistair: Let's just say she's going to regret the day she first heard of the Cranes.

~Outside the Crane Mansion~

Sam: Ivy! What are you doing here?

Ivy: This is my house is it not?

Sam: Your husband has no idea where you are and dressed like that what are people going to think.

Ivy: I don't care what people think they can think whatever they like. Besides it doesn't matter any more.

Sam: What do you mean it doesn't matter any more?

Ivy: I'm leaving Harmony for good. I just wanted to say I'm sorry for all of the times I tried to seduce you. I see that you really do love your wife with all your heart. I was hoping we could still be friends.

Sam: Friends! Friends! You want to be friends! I gave you a chance to be friends but it's to late now.

Ivy: Well then I guess this is good-bye. (Holding back tears as she starts to walk towards the road.

Sam: Don't you have a car?

Ivy: No. I was going to hitchhike.

Sam: Come on I'll drive you to the airport.

Ivy: Oh no. I got your message earlier. I don't want a ride from you.

Sam: You can't hitchhike in clothes like that.

Ivy: Why not?

Sam: (Sam looked her up and down her short mini skirt and tight shirt.) Wow! She does look good. Snap out of it Sammy. That's what got you into all of this trouble the first time.

Ivy: Is there a problem with my outfit Chief Bennett? (With the raise of an eyebrow.)

Sam: No problem. Good-bye Ivy. (Gets into his police cruiser and drives away.)

Ivy: (Starts to walk towards the road.) I wonder what his problem is? (That is the last thought she had before a car hit her from behind. The only sounds that could be heard was the sickening crash of metal and skin and the thump of the body when it hit the ground.)

A/N: Sorry its so short. I'll write more later. I promise. Please review the more reviews I get the sooner I'll update.