A/N: Sorry about the wait!! Algebra really gets to you! Ha Ha! Well, here's ch.4! Its kind of confusing, I know, but everything eventually comes into place! R/R please!

PART 2- 7 years later

Jimmy and Libby carefully kept an eye on Cindy as the pallbearers brought the two brown caskets carrying Cindy's parents. Cindy just looked from Jimmy to Libby, whom were seated on each side of her, then back at the preacher as he delivered the eulogy. She was tearless, but distant, as if mesmerized.

"Mom, Dad, I promise I'll be more careful at home alone," Cindy whispered.

"Cindy," Libby whispered.

Cindy looked up at her with unseeing eyes, then turned and studied the crowded church, "So many people." Her voice sounded weak and young.

Through the grief, Cindy suddenly felt terror, "He's here! He's here," she whispered, not even loudly enough for Libby and Jimmy to hear her.

She began to shake and fell to the floor screaming the entire time, "No! No! Don't hurt them, please!"

He came back to kill Jimmy and Libby and Sheen and Carl! He's coming closer, closer! She has to save them! But as she gets closer, they move away. All her fault. All her fault.

Cindy woke from her horrible dream and looked around, sweating. She was in her bedroom. It was dark. What had happened?

She remembered. The church! He was at the church!

"Jimmy! Libby!" she cried, "Jimmy, Libby, where are you?"

He decided to stay at the Holiday Inn on West 10th street, "It's classy for a Holiday Inn," he told his wife, Amana.

He'd told her he needed to stop in Retroville for the funeral of his aunt and uncle. He hated lying to her, but he had to see Cindy, just one time. She was the only child he'd kept for a long amount of time. He'd spotted her once in some small eating-place, with a brown-headed boy, eating an ice cream, and ever since had become obsessed with her. When he'd left Retroville for a job in Miami, he had stopped by her house just one last time, hoping to get a glimpse of her. However, she wasn't home; nor where her parents. He guessed they'd all gone out together, so he parked his car on the corner and waited. He watched as she walked down the street with that same boy from the restaurant, and walked inside, alone. He'd snuck carefully inside, knocked her over the head, and took her with him.

"I love that girl," Toby said to himself.

Libby and Jimmy mutually decided to hire a psychiatrist to see Cindy weekly after the funeral. Sheen had told them about a Dr. Devon Jordan that his uncle had seen after his aunt's death, so they called him and asked for an immediate appointment.

"She blames herself for her parents' deaths," Libby said into the receiver.

"Why would she blame herself for that?"

"Because they were bringing her a new car to Retroville University where she's working as a teaching assistant. And she feels that's her fault," Libby said, frightfully, "She's also having a recurring nightmare that involves deaths, though she won't tell me much more."

Dr. Jordan remembered Cindy's disappearance, and his fascination that she completely lost her memory of those two years. One of his colleagues had tried to talk to Cindy, but she refused to talk to anyone, but two of her friends, a boy and the girl he was talking to now.

"Libby, I need to see Cindy. But I think it'll be wise if I talk to you and some of Cindy's friends first."

"Are you free this afternoon, Doctor?"

Libby and Jimmy drove up to Dr. Jordan's office, while Sheen and Carl sat with Cindy. As Jimmy turned into the parking lot of Dr. Jordan's office, he turned toward Libby who was sitting in the passenger seat, silently staring out her window. She hadn't spoken the entire trip and when they stopped she didn't budge.

"Libby?"

"I'm ok. Let's go," she said, shaking off her terrified feeling and smiling weakly.

Jimmy answered most of Dr. Jordan's questions, "Yes, Cindy was very different when she came back. I could tell she'd been abused, but Mr. And Mrs. Vortex had enough on their hands, I could tell."

"Was she examined when she was returned?"

"Yes, at one of the hospitals in Miami."

"And what about the dream?"

"She keeps having it and waking up screaming for Libby or me. She shakes horribly and cries out loudly. She's also very uncomfortable around strangers."

Libby took a deep breath, "Mostly guys. She never went back to school for the fear she felt around them. Mr. and Mrs. Vortex home schooled her. The only ones she feels comfortable around are Sheen, Jimmy, and Carl. She never wanted to date or go out like she did before she was kidnapped."

Jimmy smiled slightly, noticing Libby used Sheen's name first, just like Cindy had said.

"I'd like to meet with Cindy tomorrow around ten if that's ok."

I know it was a little longer than most of my chapters, and a REALLY bad cliffhanger but I got a little over-excited writing it! Ha Ha! R/R! THANKS!