Tru watched as Jack's face morphed from confusion, to disbelief, finally settling on anger. She was pretty sure his expression mirrored her own. Had it not been for the threat of being shot up with another dose of Imenena Tru would have run out of there in search of Matt. She mentally pictured running him over in her jeep, nah too messy, maybe a clean shot to the head.

She was jerked back into reality by Jack's deep voice. "I'll get him don't worry Tru, I'll get him"

"We you mean right?" Tru cracked her neck, gearing up for a fight.

"I mean what I say, and I say what I mean" Jack replied calmly, too smart to walk into her trap.

"Well I mean what I say, and I say I'm going to hunt that bastard down to the end of the earth if I have to."

"Well I say your not going anywhere near this whack job, even if I have to gag you, tie you up, and hide you in a closet." Jack's jaw began to tic again.

"Sure that's a great idea, why don't you serve me to Matt on a silver platter. Keep me nice and immobile so he can have his way with me."

"Damn it Tru, for once listen to me just tried to kill you. I want to know that your safe while I take care of him. The last thing I want is you running around like a red flag taunting the bull."

"I can take care of myself Jack, I've been doing that since you walked into my life." Tru snapped out.

"I never wanted to rape and murder you, I just want you to stop meddling with fate." Gone was the stoic man who never show emotion, replaced by a newer angrier Jack.

"Screw you Jack, as soon as the doctors give me the all clear I'm going after him, and there is nothing you can do to stop me." Not legally anyway she thought.

"Watch me." He growled, and with that he stalked out of the room slamming the door behind him.

A few minutes later her wish was granted and her doctor step in to examine her once more before her release into the real world. Once she was given the all clear she exchanged her hospital gown for the clothes Jack had been nice enough to bring to her and bolted looking for the nearest pay phone. Her fingers shook as she dialed the numbers. The phone rang, and she waited.

"Hey Harry it's me, call me when you get this message." She hung up feeling happy that she didn't have to pretend things were fine. Now her next problem , she didn't have a ride home. And since calling Jack wasn't an option, that left hitchhiking, or a cab. She opted for a cab. After a nearly a half an hour of sitting on a bench warding off passes from a man old enough to be her father her cab pulled up to the curb.

"Thanks, I'm staying in cabin 22." She said nearly breathless with anticipation of getting home and getting Matt.

"Sure thing little lady." The cabbie drawled. Luckily this man was too busy singing "Walk this Way" to throw any passes her way. Which was just fine with her. Tru stared out the window thinking about all that had happened in the past week. Some of her memory from the lake was still gone, she hoped maybe she would remember something still seem off. She felt like she had forgotten a very vital piece of that day. Then she thought about how to get Matt, and decided that for now it would be best to play dumb. If he knew she knew it was him that attacked her, he might get the hell out of dodge, and Tru wanted him to rot in a prison cell for the rest of his natural life, for what he had done to her. Going to the police was not an option right now, considering the fact that they were just a bunch of hicks who wouldn't know what to do in a life and death situation if someone shouted it into their ear. No this she would handle on her own. The cab jerked to a stop in front of her cabin, and Tru hastily paid the cabbie and let herself into her cabin. As the door shut images of the night before flew through her head. The terror was raw and basic, and Tru still felt it. She checked out every crack in the cabin making sure no homicidal maniac was crouching in the closet waiting for her, and then stepped into the bathroom wanting nothing more than to clean her skin of the filth she had endured the night before. She stepped under the steamy spray feeling the scalding water beating down on her, but refusing to make the water colder. No now she wanted to wash away the feeling of those dirty hands groping her, burning her flesh. Finally she allowed the tears to come. She didn't hold back. She was safe right now, no one would think of her as weak, she would never let them see how much this had effected her, especially not Jack. The fiery water slowly turned to freezing and Tru shut it off. Shivering slightly she shut it off and step out of the shower. She wrapped a large towel around herself and walked out into her room deciding to call Harrison back to see how his case was going. She made it as far as the bed when she was suddenly whipped around. Tru reacted instantly kicking, and screaming before the familiar voice even registered.

"Damn it Jack what are you doing?" Her heart was pounding so fast she thought it was going to rip out of her chest.

"What are you doing, better yet what are you planning to do?" Anger was radiating from his body.

"I asked you first. What the hell are you trying to do give me a heart attack, geezh I think I've had enough of men grabbing me from behind to last me a life time."

His gaze instantly softened. "I just wanted to make sure you were okay."

"I'm fine" Tru yanked her arm from his grasp and took a step back.

She instantly regretted it since it only gave Jack a better view of her lack of clothing. Being next to naked in a bedroom with her arch-nemises who was fully clothed was the stuff nightmares were made of. Tru took another step back and would have ended up with her backside planted squarely on the floor if it hadn't been for Jack's fast reflexes.

"Thanks." She said huskily. Jack's warm grip tightened and he pulled her closer. For some unknown reason Tru found herself not resisting his gently tug, and moving closer until their bodies were pressed together.

"You have to understand, I just don't want you hurt." He whispered softly in her ear his breathe sending tingles down her body.

"And you have to understand that I want to nail Matt to the wall for what he did to me, and God knows how many other women." She whispered into his ear. He ran his hand up her back and it came to rest on her neck which sent little shock waves into her system. Nearly dizzy with want, Tru leaned tighter against him.

"Fine, but if you want in, we do things my way. No going in guns blazing Calamity Jane style, we watch his moves. He's slick if he's gotten away with this before so we just watch for now, understand?" He pulled back far enough to look into her eyes.

"No Jack I want-"

His lips suddenly crashed into her smothering her protest. Before her mind had fully registered what was happening her body was responding, pulling him closer yet. Jack slipped his tongue inside her mouth, and her nerve endings began to fire. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him back, loving the taste of his mouth. He slipped a knee between her thigh and she arched against him. The bed hit the back of her knees and he slid her down onto it. He moved over her pressing him self against her intimately, she gasped. Suddenly he stiffened and pulled back. It took a few minutes for the lust haze to clear so that she could see him. An unidentifiable expression was etched into his face.

"What's wrong." She asked still breathless from his kisses.

"I can't do this…I've got to go." He turned and walked off before Tru even realized what had taken place. She lay on the bed still warm from Jacks kisses and passion as she watched the door slam behind him. A few seconds later she heard her front door shut. She was all alone now.