John carried Monica all the way back into the sitting room.

Lay her down on the sofa, Dana instructed and John did as she said. He took out his pocket knife and cut away the ropes which bound her wrists and ankles. Dana looked her over and turned to Amanda. Have you got a first aid kit? Amanda nodded and went to get it from the equipment room. A minute later she came back and handed the kit to Dana. Dana cleaned up the wounds and wrapped up Monica's wrists and ankles. They had been red raw, it was obvious Monica had tried with all her effort to escape from the harsh ropes.

John was knelt down next to Monica's face. Running his hand gently along her cheek. Being careful to avoid the cuts present there. Come on Monica. Wake up. He needed to see her conscious. To know that she would be okay. She suddenly moaned out as she slowly opened her eyes. At first her sight wouldn't focus and she panicked, not knowing where she was, but once her vision cleared the first thing she saw was John looking down at her with a worried look on his face. She went to sit up to quickly so she could hug him, but a pain across her stomach from the scratches stopped her as she yelled out in pain. Lay back down, John instructed as he helped ease her back down.

We should get her to a hospital, Dana told him. Can you phone for an ambulance? She directed the question to Amanda.

Amanda walked to the phone and picked it up. She placed the receiver against her ear. Everyone noticed her frown as she pressed some numbers. A second later she hung up the phone. The phone is dead.

I have my cellphone. Nearly everyone said and reached for their cellphones in their pockets, but when everyone looked at them there was no signal and a second later, even though some of them had full batteries, the cellphones switched off.

We have to get out of here, Monica breathed out as she tried to ignore the pain she was in.

We will Monica. John once again lifted Monica up into his arms and started carrying her into the large entrance way. Monica buried her face into Johns neck as he carried her. Everyone stopped walking as they heard a moan coming from upstairs. John didn't stop for long as he walked to the open front door. But just as he reached it the door was slammed shut. What the hell? Mulder and Follmer came up to the door and tried to push it open. It wouldn't move. Take her. John handed a now unconscious Monica to Mulder, who held her in his arms the same way John had been. John took out his gun and shot 3 bullets into the door lock and then tried to kick it open. Nothing. The door wouldn't move.

It wont budge, Amanda told him.

Lets all go back into the living room, Nick suggested and everyone followed

Mulder lade Monica on the sofa, John instantly went to sit down on the floor next to her. She opened her eyes at the sensation of him running his fingers gently through her hair. When she looked up at his he gave her the best smile he could and she returned it.

So what are we going to do now? Carly asked.

I don't know. The janitor arrives to open the gate on Monday, Amanda told everyone.

So you mean we're stuck here till then?! Brad exclaimed.

It looks that way, Amanda stated, not seeming to upset, in fact she had a small smile on her face.

Well don't panic or anything Amanda, Edward commented as he saw her smile.

Well we were here investigation the ghosts and searching for paranormal activity. Looks like we found it. In fact, I need to go and check my machines. She gets up from her seta and hurriedly goes into the other room where the equipment was.

Hours was spent trying to open the doors, smash the windows and find some sort of escape route. But nothing worked. The doors and windows wouldn't move and the windows would brake. They were stuck.

When they all decided it was time for bed John insisted carrying Monica to his room, despite her protests that she wasn't hurt badly and that she was a lot better than she was earlier. He laid her down gently on the bed.

John really I'm fine now, just some scratches and bruises which will heal, Monica pointed out as she started undressing and putting on one of Johns T-shorts to sleep in. John also stripped off his clothes down to his boxers and slid into bed next to Monica under the warm covers.

You were pretty out of it earlier, kept passing out. John slid his body towards hers and drew her into his arms.

I know. Dana said I was just in shock. I'm fine now though. John looked at her, he placed his hand on her bruised cheek. I'm fine. She emphasised the word fine' to try and reassure him.

He leans forward and captures her lips with his. She responds immediately by opening her mouth up to him and feeling his hot tongue slide into her mouth. Their tongues meet and she lets out a moan has his hands travel over her body.

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she whispered before she was overcome with sleep. John planted a final kiss to her cheek and then snuggled up next to her warm frame. Falling asleep, surrounded by her beautiful sent.