A.N.: This chapter is dedicated to flonshoe for being the first reviewer to my last chapter. I wasn't going to update until I got 100 reviews, so I didn't. I would also like give a special thanks toKatieKat19 for being my 100th reviewer. I would also like to say that nobody has reviewed to every chapter for this story. Which just happens to make me sad. Thanks. Now, on to the replies:

(Chapter 7)

flonshoe: You truly are the first person to say my story was the best story out of all the 1-800 fics. Thanks for saying it. I know, calling people baby does seem a little like what dumb jocks would do, but whatever. Ditto about Ruth. Now, I wouldn't want to kill one of my favorite reviewers now would I? Haha, my name's Catty, therefore my name on fanfic is CattyCat. Get it? Haha. And you should know that your reviews always make me laugh. You are so funny.

HiThereI'mKrazi: Another new reviewer. YAY! Thanks so much for the positive review.

Anywien: Yes, yes you do. Haha. Thanks for the review.

nikki007: Everything with Doug will be explained either in this chapter or the next, I haven't decided yet. Thanks so much for the review.

Phelpsepoe: Thank you so much for your review.

nick: Another new reviewer. YAY again! I'm talented? Thanks so much. Yes, it is hard to finish someone else's books. I hate it when people say that I'm not portraying the characters right. But yeah, I love Rob too. He's awesome.

moovalous3: Everything will be explained in this chapter, although Doug may or may not depending on how I feel at the end of the chapter. And it is not good. I'm writing this before I know if I'm updating soon or not, so I'll tell you that I only updated when I got one hundred reviews. I don't know how long that's going to take considering I have 97 right now as I'm writing this.

sparklinqt87: What's that sound that turkeys do? Oh yeah, gobble, gobble. I'm a turkey. Haha. Thanks for the review.

Uh.yeah Oh come on! I want to know what your idea is. This story is going to be about 15 chapters so I'm sure I could convince you at some point. Hmmm. I'll have to ponder this. Thank you so much for the review.

KatieKat19: I know that people hate cliffies, but I love them. And congrats on being lucky 100.

(Chapter 1)

Phelpsepoe: I love this series to. This story is actually the third time I'm doing it. The first two times fanfic deleted them though. So, I pushed this section and started this story over again. Although, this time I'm putting more details in it and everything.

(Chapter 2)

Phelpsepoe: Slow? What do you mean by slow? The whole story isn't in two chapters; this story is going to be about fifteen by the time I'm done. That actually confused and offended me at the same time. I mean, this story isn't in two chapters, which is why I'm on chapter 8. :(

Chapter 8

"Listen, Jessica. I got your message about the threatening phone call and I have Special Agents Johnson and Smith stationed outside your house for your protection. You may not go outside for any reason. I repeat, you are not going outside for any reason whatsoever. I'm on my way to Indiana right now and I should be near your house by morning. I will call you at that time to tell you that I will be coming over to explain more of the situation."

"Right Dr. K. I don't mind the whole you coming over here thing, but I can't even go outside to say hello to Jill and Allan so I can feel like I'm secure enough. I mean, they are my special friends. And it is Christmas after all. I would think that they would want some food or something."

"Special Agents Johnson and Smith will be outside and under no circumstance are you to step out of your house. Understand?"

"Yes, sir." I even did one of those salutes that I always see in the movies. But I could tell I was making him really annoyed.

"Promise me Jessica that you won't go outside."

I sighed. My game was officially over. Oh well, it was fun while it lasted. "I Promise Dr. K."

"Good. I will call you later with the time I will be arriving." He hung up with that. He didn't even say goodbye the little twerp. But, I have bigger things to worry about than him not saying goodbye on the phone.

I went back out into the dining room where everyone had started desert and sat down in my seat. I guess I was too quiet because Rob leaned over and asked me, "What's wrong?"

But I didn't have a chance to answer because my mom had just noticed that I was back in my seat, "Jess, who was that on the phone?"

"Um…it was just a random telemarketer." I had to think of the lie pretty fast, so I think that anyone could see through it, but my mom and Mrs. Lippman and Mrs. Abramowitz started a discussion about telemarketers interrupting people's holiday. But I could see three people who saw through my little white lie. Those three people happened to be Rob, Ruth, and Doug.

Rob leaned towards me and whispered near my ear so that it tickled, "Who was it really?"

I just muttered, "Dr. Krantz. He told me that I have to stay inside and that Jill and Allan are outside to make sure that guy that threatened me doesn't off me while I'm sleeping."

He didn't like that, but when dinner was over we went up to my room and were having a serious make out session on my bed. Let's just say that we were getting pretty close to Third Base. But all of a sudden I stopped, which shocked Rob, and said, "I'm going to go to Mike's room while you go do an errand for me."

"And when did you decide that?"

"Just now." I batted my eyelashes at him and said, "But you love me right? You can't resist."

He just grumbled and started buttoning up his shirt.

I squealed and started bouncing my downstairs. He was still following me glumly. I don't know if it was because he wanted to continue what we were doing or if he just didn't want to do what I wanted him to.

I helped him put on his jacket and said, "Now, you are going to go and talk to Jill and Allan to find out what they know. I'll be in Mike's room so look there when you get back in."

I didn't even wait for him to start arguing like I knew he would do. I just bounced right back upstairs and knocked on Mike's closed door. You would think that I would give them their privacy, but I didn't.

I bounced in and sat down in Mike's computer chair so I could see them and said, "What's up you guys?"

Mike looked slightly annoyed. Evidently he was trying to get some tonight. "What are you doing here Jess?"

"Oh, Rob is running a little errand for me so I came here."

Claire looked a little surprised. She knew as well I knew that everything was closed on any major holiday here. "Where did he go? As far as I know there's nothing open today."

"He didn't go to a store." I said in a clipped tone.

Mike was already getting annoyed. Evidently, he was a little involved with Claire before I came in. "Why are you here Jess?" I was right. His teeth were so clenched he had a muscle sticking out of his neck.

I evaded the question by asking, "So, did you figure out what's wrong with Doug?"

Mike and Claire both looked shocked, "What do you mean?"

I locked at him like he was stupid. "You haven't noticed anything different with him at all?"

They both shook their heads and Claire asked, "I have no idea what you're talking about."

I was just about to stand up and get into a huge argument, but we heard a knock at the door and Rob step through.

I hope I'm not interrupting anything." He had one of his eyebrows raised and had one of his famous half-amused, half-disgusted looks on his face.

We all shook are heads and I said, "So what did they say about it?"

He opened his mouth as if to answer, but Mike interrupted him, "Wait a damn minute, who are they and what is it." He sounded annoyed. Too bad I inconvenienced them.

I rolled my eyes (I seem to do that a lot lately) and said, "The they is the Feds and the it is the person that's threatening my life. So what the hell did they say?"

That sparked some interest. "Those Special Agents didn't say much of anything. The only useful piece of info that they could give is that there's no leads as of yet."

Claire asked, "What do you mean?"

"Someone wants to kill me." I answered indignantly. I just wanted to find out what Jill and Allan said already.

"Oh, and they said that they're questioning Mark Leskowski about what he might know about that phone call."

That's about the time that Claire passed out. Seriously. If it wasn't such a serious time and conversation it would have been totally funny. I mean, she practically hit her head on the floor when she fell backwards. It's a good thing Mike noticed soon enough to catch her. I did feel bad though, I mean, the guy had practically killed her in the trunk of his car.

She ended up waking up soon enough. We talked about it a bit more before she woke up. By that time though, it was time for Rob to go home. I think that he wanted to check up on his mom before she went to sleep. It was getting close to ten.

I walked him to the door and we pretty much started making out on the wall in the foyer. Rob pulled away first and said, "I'll call you in the morning. Don't go or do anything till I get you. Understand?"

I grumbled, "Fine."

He gave me a soft kiss and said, "Baby, I just don't want to see you get hurt."

"I know."

"Don't do anything rash, please, for me?" He was begging me. You know, it hurt. He really didn't trust me at all.

"I won't, I promise." I didn't like it, but what could I do?

He left and I went back upstairs to look at the picture of Adam Cline. It's too bad I hadn't thought about Doug before I went to sleep. If I had none of what happens next would have ever happened.

A.N.: I know, I didn't update for a while. I do want reviews though. And I put a new category on the books. It's for China Garden, you know, the book. Awesome book. I started a story for it. It's not that great, but whatever. That would be category number two that I started though.

I'm thinking about getting a beta reader for this story as well as Someday. My grammar is pretty good; it's just that I really need someone who is good at catchy phrases. I'm not good at those. If you want just email me and because fanfiction won't let me put my email address on here, just go up to my name and click on it. Then click on the little email button and it will tell you my email. Some of you already know it. If you do email me can you put a link to a story that you've already written? Only so I can if you would be the kind of person for the job.