A/N: Wow! Thank you onec again to AnGeL BaBii, reyrey's girl, CeNaZLiLDiVa, REM 4488 and shady-angel821 for reviewing. But I warn you, I think you're in for the long haul here!

Her shift lasted long past the time it was suppose to, and by the time she was going home it was beginning to get dark. She was faced with tomorrow being her first full day with nothing to do but think about everything that was going on, which she hated doing. Emma waved bye to Angela, stepped outside and ran straight into Shawn. She jumped back slightly.

"I'm not scared of you anymore." she told him.

It was a lie, but it had been easier to pretend inside the diner when there where more people.

"I don't want you to be scared of me."

She didn't believe him.

"You where never happy with him where you"

Emma groaned and began to walk.

"Of course I was."

"How could you be? You only went on a handful of proper dates with him. You couldn't of been happy seeing him every so often and getting one phone call a week if your where lucky. Where was he when you where sick? When you woke up in the middle of the night screaming? Where was he when you needed him? Working. Off round the country while you cleaned up after people in this dump and fell deeper into depression. Did you think he ever thought about you? No."

Emma was quiet. She was staring at Shawn letting his words sink in. Was he playing with her mind or was he right?

"There's only one person in the world who can make you as happy as you deserve to be sweetheart, and that's me."

"Do you really think I believe a damn word your saying? I hate you more then anyone in the world."

"Then why are you listening?" Shawn asked with a smile. "Why didn't you walk away earlier?"

"I'm going to walk away now."

Emma turned on her heel prepared to storm off in the opposite direction, but Shawn called after her "You made a mistake leaving me."

She stopped. "Are you forgetting I had to leave you? It was the best thing I ever did."

"It was the worst mistake you ever made."

That sounded like a threat. Emma pulled her bag futhur up her shoulder and ran off.

Once the movie had finished John looked at the clock and reailsed it had been twenty four hours since it had all ended. It felt like an eternity. It still felt unfinished somehow. Maybe it had something to do with not buying her excuse. He felt like there was still so much unanswered and so many things left unsaid. But how did you start a conversation about things like that? He had to see her, he had to see her now. John got up and grabbed his car keys.

Emma arrived home to find the front room full of boxes. She had almost forgot Gretchen was leaving. Gretchen herself was nowhere to be seen, there was a note explaining she had something to do and would be back soon. She didn't care, she couldn't face the barrage of questions, especially not with Shawn now weighing on her mind. God she hated him. He had ruined her life, he was the reason she was who she was and why she couldn't be with John. She sat down. She hated where she was and who she was. Ever since she had moved from Florida her life had gone downhill, everything had been crap with the exception of John and look how that had ended up. What was she still doing there? Emma threw her bag across the room in frustration. It knocked into the mantle piece and sent her ring box crashing to the floor, she didn't bother picking it up, there was someone at the door.

John could tell the front door was open before he had even stopped the car. There was someone outside, someone tall with dark hair and wearing a grey jacket. A man. His first thought was 'that was quick. Maybe he's why she said no.' He briefly thought about turning back. Then he saw Emma, she looked borderline hysterical so he got out. The slam of the car door caused both people to turn around. Emma's expression didn't change, Shawn smiled.

"John! What a nice surprise!"

"What are you doing here?" John snarled, feeling his blood begin to boil at the sight of Shawn.

"I came to see Emma. Is that a crime?"

John stood in front of Emma, blocking her from Shawn's view. "Why don't you just go?"

"I have more of a reason to be here then you do."

"That's laughable."

"Leave it." Emma said, suddenly worrying about what Shawn might say. She grabbed John's arm. "Just close the door."

"You don't really hate me." Shawn said to John.

"Don't I?"

"No. You're just jealous."

"Don't make me laugh." John replied, pushing Emma back into the house and attempting to close the door.

"But I don't blame you, you have everything to be jealous of. I mean she was mine long before he was ever yours. "

Emma saw John ball up his fist and put her hand over it. "Don't." she whispered.

"Shawn, you put the fear of god into her and made her life hell. That doesn't count."

"You think you have her all figured out don't you? But there's so much you don't know. Why don't you ask her all the questions she never really answered John? I don't think you'll like the answer."

Then Shawn was gone.