First Comes Love…

Disclaimer: I don't own Passions etc.

Chapter 8

Theresa's had been released from the hospital as soon as the doctors had made a few last checks on her condition. They said that she was fine and would be able to return home but would have to go back in a few days for a follow up.

As Theresa got out of Fox's car she stopped and took a deep breath. It was like stepping into a dream. The fresh air washed over her swiftly as Fox walked up beside her and wrapped his arm around her waist, leading her into their home.

Once inside he led her to the sofa, gently kicking the door closed behind him. Theresa sat and looked up at Fox. "I'm so sorry." "For what? You didn't do anything Theresa." He said taking a hold of her shoulders. "Listen to me, it isn't your fault, you were in the wrong place at the wrong time, do you understand me?"

He said as he lovingly held Theresa's face between his hands. He lightly stroked her cheeks with his thumbs. He drew in a slow shaky breath when he remembered what it had felt to have lost her for a second time.

"Oh Theresa… what would I ever do without you?" Theresa leaned into his arms. All Fox could do at that moment was hold her, tighter, closer, wanting to lock her away into his embrace and never, ever, let her go.

"Fox?" Came Theresa's voice. "Yes?" "Did you get a chance to feed the cat?" Fox pulled away and looked into her eyes. "The cat? No I was worried about you." Theresa got up and glanced around the room. "Theresa what are you doing?"

"Looking for the cat." "Theresa sit down I want you to rest, you need to rest." He said as he stood. "I'll look for the cat if it makes you feel better but first I'm taking you to bed."

After having tucked Theresa in. Fox was wandering around their home looking for Theresa's cat that didn't seem to want to be found. "Here kitty, kitty." Fox called. He hoped for two things at that moment. One that he'd find the cat and two he wouldn't find any.. surprises left by the cat.

He walked towards the kitchen. Opening the door he jumped back, startled by the cat that had jumped into his arms. Fox sighed and gave a small smile scratching him behind the ears. "What have you been up to?" He said glancing up. Fox's small smile was quickly lost as he noticed the back door slightly ajar.

He put the cat down and walked towards the door, cautiously closing it. He glanced around listening for any signs from an intruder. He quickly grabbed a knife from the counter and started back toward the stairs. He had to go back to Theresa. If there was an intruder, Theresa wouldn't be safe alone.

Just as he stepped onto the stairs he heard a noise coming from the small closet attached to the stairs. Fox cautiously walked towards the closet. Leaning against the wall he opened the door. Fox was suddenly pushed back by what appeared to be a man in all black.

Fox quickly got up from his position on the floor and chased the intruder to the door where he escaped through the front door. Fox had chased the thief half way down the block before he stopped and realized that he had left Theresa alone and there could still be a chance that someone was still in the house.

He turned back swiftly and ran back towards the house. As he drew near his home, a hundred scenarios played in his head. He hoped that Theresa was safe. As he got back into his house he shut the door and quickly locked it behind him. Fox quickly ran up the stairs and into the room that he shared with Theresa.

Theresa was sound asleep in bed. Her chest moving up and down with each breath she took. Fox exhaled calming down. Theresa began to stir before she opened her eyes and looked in the darkness towards Fox. She immediately realized that it was him since he wasn't in the bed next to her.

"Fox, honey? What's wrong?" She asked, her voice thick with sleep. Fox didn't want to worry her in her condition so he lied. "Nothing Theresa I just got up to get a drink of water." He said moving towards their bed. "Oh.." She said. He moved in next to her before planting a kiss on her forehead.

"What was that for?" "Because I love you." He replied. Theresa closed her eyes and rested her head against his chest and a few moments later she was asleep. Fox's eyes stared towards the open door his head pressed against the headboard. He realized that he wasn't going to get any sleep that night.

He tuned his ears to the sounds around him. Listening for any intruders. He could hear the creaking of the pipes which seemed louder and more ominous then any night before.

A/N: Hey it's been awhile since I last updated and I'm really sorry. I've been extremely busy with school and then when I got the chance to write I couldn't think of anything. This was the biggest writer's block I've ever had. Anyway I hope you liked the chapter. Please review and let me know what you think.