-3 months have passed. Adam Scaife was sent to jail, thanks to the help of Jack Meadows. Phil kept making numerous 'passes' at Nicole, but this stopped when Nicole went out with Gary for a few weeks. Nicole stopped seeing Gary when she felt it could go no further. Phil still after this made no 'passes' towards her. Gary still wants to be with Nicole but has told no one, secretly Phil does to. Will all this change-


21:00. Wind is howling. Rain is pouring. A car sped up outside Phil's house and screeched to a halt. Someone grabbed a bag and jumped out of the car, and raced up to the door. Numerous bangs, one after the other repeatedly, is what Phil heard while in the shower. "What the hell is that!" Phil asked himself. He turned of the shower and wrapped a towel around his waist.

Bang. Bang. Bang.

It went again continuously. He went and stood at the top of the stairs. Was someone banging on his door? "PHIL!" he heard someone yell from outside the door. Phil gingerly climbed down his stairs. Not but two feet away from his door.

Bang. Bang. Bang. "PHIL! Open up!" someone cried again. He reached for the door handle. But he stopped himself. He had learnt from his mistakes. He looked out the little peep hole, thought to himself for a second then opened the door. "Nicole?" he asked a sodden blonde woman, stood at his door; clutching a large bag on her shoulder. "What are you doing here?"

"He's back" she cried.

"What? Who is?" he asked holding his towel round his waist tighter.

"Adam Scaife" she looked at him, tears welled up in her eyes. She tried to hold them back. "Please can I stay with you for a while?" Phil looked down at her, tired and exhausted. Sodden and clearly upset. He took pity on her, as a colleague and as a friend.

"Err yeah, sure come in" Nicole stepped in the house, and entered the living as directed by Phil.

"So are you gonna tell me what's been going on?" he asked as she sat down and put her bag on her lap.

Nicole sniffed and looked up at him as he stood next to a chair. "He's back"

"Well you can't know this for sure"

"Yeah well I do" she sniffed. "It started last week. I got these phone calls; when I answered no one ever spoke on the other line. I just ignored it, figured it a wrong number."

"Is that it? It was probably a wrong number" Phil said

"I'm not finished. The other day I come home from work to find my doors unlocked, I thought I'd been burgled but everything was still there. Or so I thought." Nicole said glumly looking at Phil, who was listening rather intently. For him anyway. "I noticed that some of my stuff was missing. Not valuable, things like pictures of me, my underwear. Even my toothbrush went." She looked down and fiddled with her hands.

"…Oh…right well…." Phil said not sure what to say in this situation.

"I didn't even know he had escaped…." Nicole added still looking down fiddling with her hands.

"Well I didn't know either." Phil crossed his arms. Nicole unzipped part of her bag and pulled out a large brown envelope. She put it on the coffee table in front of her. "And there's these" she said quietly tears welling up again. Phil looked at her slightly puzzled. "They came through the letterbox while I was at work" Phil looked at the envelope and reached across.

Nicole watched him. She looked at him. She noticed he was wet, and half naked. She'd been babbling on for 10 minutes and she had only just noticed. Why have I never noticed his abs before? And his arms? Those are good arms to have….. Nicole thought as she watched him pick up the envelope. Oh my god what is wrong with me! I've just found out my crazy stalker is back and I'm on about some guys abs…oh dear lord help me! But saying that there good arms! NO! Stop it! He is your friend! Fr-ie-nd! Phil looked up at Nicole after looking at what was contained in the envelope. His face was in shock.

"It was after I opened them I came round to you. I mean I would have gone to Gary or someone but I don't know. I just didn't feel fully safe with them."


-Half an hour has passed. Nicolas still in the living room talking to Phil, (Who I may add is still in his towel) about the pictures of Nicole that were posted through her door. They were pictures of her getting in and out of the shower, getting dressed even eating breakfast. Phil has agreed to let her stay with him for a few days-

"I just feel so violated and well let's call a spade a spade I'm just scared. He's been in my house…taking pictures….." she put her hand over her mouth, and tears welled up in her eyes. Phil feeling incredibly uncomfortable with a woman about to start crying in front of him, plus he was still only wearing a towel. Nicole noticed this. "I'm….I'm sorry…here's me getting all…and your…wearing a towel….Why?"

"I just got out of the shower"

"…Oh…well you don't have to sit here with me when your all you know. Go get changed" she said smiling weakly. "Go on" she encouraged. Phil slowly got up clutching his towel "I won't be long" Nicole smiled weakly again at him. Phil just made his way out of the room when Nicolas phone rang. Her head spun round and stared at the phone on the coffee table. Breathing getting heavier. Beginning to get slightly hysterical. Phil stopped in his tracks and turned to look at Nicole. He followed her eye line to the phone.

It read

Private number