Kay walked through the park on a cold winter's night towards Nicholas's house with a big smile on her face. She was going there to surprise him, since he didn't know she had come home yet. Her father was called back on police business, so they got to come home earlier then planned.

Tonight looked a little gloomy, like it was about to rain a lot. The clouds were almost black colour. You could hear the thunder crack. Kay jumped at the sound of it cracking. As she strolled down the path, she saw a familiar face, could it be him.

It was Saturday night, just after 9 o'clock, and Nicholas was waiting for him to arrive at the park, just like he had ask him to, but he was late. Fox paced back and forth, probably leaving indents in the ground. From afar, he saw someone coming closer, but it wasn't who he thought it was, it was someone even better. A smile came upon his face.

As Kay approached him she called out his name, "Nick, what are you doing out here?" curious to know why he would be out here in the park by himself.

"I should ask you the same thing."

"My dad was called back for work. I was just heading to your house to surprise you," she said closing the gap in between them.

Nicholas stood there with his arm around her waist and his fingers laced together. "Why don't you go to the coffee house, and I'll meet you there. I just have to meet with someone here first."

"Alright," she leaned in, standing on her tiptoes for a quick kiss, before she left.

"I love you."

I love you too," she said as she began to leave, wondering whom he would be meeting at this time of night.

Fox stood there when the stalker finally showed up wearing nothing but black. All of a sudden it began to rain like there was no tomorrow, drenching them both.

"It's about time, I've been waiting here for like 20mins," Fox yelled so he could hear him, the thunder was loud so it was hard to hear other wise.

"Sorry, I had a few things I had to finish. You're the one who wants to know, I don't really have to tell you."

"Now what did you want, I have other places to go?" he said anxiously.

Coming a little closer to him, getting right in his face, "Leave Kay alone, she's mine!" he snared as the thunder began to get louder.

"Why should I she's my girlfriend?" looking at him with fury.

"She will never be with you with her full heart and soul; it will always belong to me."

"Oh that's why she was with me last week, giving her whole self to me," he roared just wanting to make him angry, but he didn't know that wasn't the best thing to say to him.

Hearing those words brought rage through his head. Those pictures on them kept trickling through his head, every move, every touch, every last kiss. His eyes grew with fire in them, and just looking at Fox enraged him even more then he was already. He clenched his teeth, and looked at Fox with vehemence.

Fox didn't like the way he was staring at him. It made him feel uneasy; he started to back away from him because he didn't want a fight. He still had the black eye from the last fight he had been it, he didn't need another one, and his grandfather wouldn't be impressed. However, it all happened so fast that he didn't see it coming.

Kay had an uneasy feeling in her stomach again and she didn't like it. She decided to go back to Nicholas, so that he could make her feel safe. It seemed like she couldn't get rid of this feeling. As she grew closer to where she last seen Nicholas, the feeling only grew stronger, and she couldn't figure out why, so she started to run. That's when she seen it.

Pulling out a knife from his sweater pocket, he clenched it with his fist, "Well she's no longer going to be yours!" He stabbed Fox first in his lower left side; pushing the knife in as far as it would go. He wanted to make him bleed to death so that he would feel the pain, the pain he felt when he saw them having sex or even seeing them together. It was payback time. As he did this lightning stuck a tree near by, making a big branch fall to the ground right besides them, just missing them both.

When Fox touched his side with his hand, and saw the blood dripping down his finger tips, dropping to the ground, he soon fell to the ground with a cry of pain into a little puddle, the stalkers eyes grew with delight and a smile came upon his face, letting out a little laugh. He got onto his knees, "Good bye Fox, you should have just left her alone. We could have avoided this all," he whispered in his ear, and then stabbed him in the middle of his back. The blood was gushing from him into the little pool of water he laid on. All of a sudden, the stalker heard a scream from behind him, a scream that sounded familiar. He turned around to see Kay standing there. Oh, no he thought, what she is doing here.

When Kay saw him turn towards her, her eyes grew wider, she couldn't believe whom it was, she began to shake. She would have never thought that he would be capable of killing someone, let alone hurting someone. Rain just drenched her body, making her cloths cling to her. She saw him drawing closer, she had to run, she had to tell someone, get help for her Nicholas. She picked up her feet and ran down the path towards the pier, which led to the cops shop.

Fox saw her standing there, and began to worry, he pushed down on his hand trying to help him get up but it was useless he just didn't have enough energy, he fell back down. He didn't care what happen to him as long as she was okay. He tried to yell but all that came was a weak, yell of help. He could barely hear it himself, so defiantly no one else heard it. He prayed that she would get away, as he glanced the way she ran, his eyelids got heavy, and he was having a hard time concentrating anymore. He felt more weak them ever, he soon passed out from the pain he was feeling.

She looked back and saw that his pace was gaining. She tried to call for help, but she couldn't seem to scream, it was as if someone had taken her voice away, just like in her many dreams. She couldn't be caught, she just couldn't. All of a sudden, she slipped on the wet pier, falling to her knees, but before she was able to get up to run; he was standing right in front of her, towering over her. She began to tremble, tears were gushing down her cheeks. You wouldn't be able to tell though with the rain that drenched them both.

"You were never part of my plan; you weren't supposed to be here. It wasn't supposed to be this way. I'm sorry I have to do this to you," he said with tears, so hesitant to hurt her, but it was the only way.

Kay started to backing up trying to move away from him away from his terror. She was now under a little bit off cover, as she tried to move farther away from him behind one of the crates, her jacket was caught on a nail.

He now stood before her, looking down on to her. He clunked her over the head with a rock he picked up. Then he looked around to see if anyone was coming down the pier, when he saw that no one was in sight he picked her up over his shoulder, but not before throwing the bloody knife into the roaring ocean. He wasn't sure where he was going to take her, but as soon as he could they would be getting out of town now that she knew he killed Fox, he couldn't let her rat him out or anything.

Luis approached the filing room late that night to see how Miguel was doing with the organizing; he was on the midst of turning the handle when there was a call coming through his radio.

"We need all units as the Harmony Park right now; there was a possible attempted murder on our hands."

"This Officer Lopez-Fitzgerald, we're on our way," he said back to the dispatcher. I guess I'll have to talk to Miguel later he thought.

As Luis headed out of the station, Miguel came out of the bathroom quietly, heading back into the filing room that was just across the hall from it. He was ready to head to bed. He had been at since yesterday. This job was really boring he thought to himself. Who knows how much he still had to do.

Miguel decided that he needed another break. He headed to the coffee machine to grab a cup of coffee. He looked at the front desk, and it seemed like tonight was defiantly a hectic night. Everyone was rushing everywhere around the office, maybe he could find out what was happening.