Hey everyone. Well I'm finally back. It's been a long time, but I'm not one of those people that just leave a good story lying there, when there's so much I could do with it. I'm happy to say that now I have been attending The University of Hawaii at Hilo for about 4 months now and am only a week away from the end of my first semester at college. I'll try and be quick to update, but I am definitely not setting times for each update to be out, especially if you want semi long chapters. School will come first. But pleasure definitely will not be forgotten. Anyways, It's been along time and I was kind of out of touch with my own story. I went back and read all the chapters, and hopefully my style hasn't changed too much for you.

Now as you may know, I set myself up to create villains, and in this chapter, you will get a quick view on them Hopefully they will suite the story. They are the first villains I've ever tried to create so please don't judge me to harshly. All right well now I'm going to let you get to the story. Please enjoy.

One more thing. Thank-you to everyone who sent me wonderfully supportive reviews. I Love you all.

"Speed, where are you Speed?" The wind blew cold as the aircraft hovered above the ground. Sudden hissing was heard from the engine, and the small figure inside cried out as flames engulfed her lonely form. The burning sensation overtook her mind as she desperately clung to the small amount of hope in the back of her heart. "Speed you'll come for me, I know you will" The feeling of falling brought her out of the safety of her thoughts. "Oh God no, not again please not again." The frozen ground came nearer and nearer, and soon she could feel no more.

The bed bounced as the frightened shaking figure launched herself up, crying out in alarm as her body came in contact with the cold ground. Bawling silently she stayed plastered to the ground until she felt harsh unfamiliar hands lift her back into the bed. The rushed medical checks the nurses did on her, didn't calm her nerves any. A small prick in her arm made her jump.

"What was that?" Trixies alarmed voice rung in the busy room as she jerked her arm to her side protectively. She could practically feel the hard eyes of everyone on her burning into her soul just like those flames. With a shudder she felt the tears leave her covered eyes, folding over she allowed the sobs to escalate into full panic, the memory of the crash, and the nightmare, plagued her and hurt her.

"Trixie, calm down, you need to get a hold of your self, this isn't helping anybody" the voice slowly registered in her clouded mind, silently she looked towards the voice as a hand reached up the her face patting a soft cloth over her tears.

"Ms. Kay" her voice trembled and croaked immediately sufficing in keeping her quiet after that. Embarrassed at her own show of weakness, Trixie tried her best to sit straight and not mind the descending feeling of self-consciousness.

Ms. Kay watched the girl silently, knowing that what had brought on that show of fear had to have been thoughts of the accident. She'd seen it many times before; fear was often times the thing that kept her clients from reaching their full potential. Studying the overwhelmed child she slowly went down to her knees beside the now silent young women. "Trixie look at me"

A small choke emitted from Trixie's throat as she grudgingly spat out her next comment. " I can't, or have you forgotten, I'm blind" she then turned her head in the opposite direction of where Ms. Kay's voice had been.

Glaring silently to the child, yet allowing a small grateful smile to grace her lips. 'She still has spunk'. Deciding it was time to prove to Trixie that she was fully capable of doing things people with sight could do, Ms. Kay stood straight above the white bed and pointed her glare to the nurses, " You will all leave immediately after checks are done. The nurses acknowledged this and slowly started leaving the room.

"Trixie, I'm going to have the camera in here be the main way to check on you, no one will come in to see you until you press the button right beside you on the right side. It will be up to you when you get food."

Ms. Kay watched the silent girl, sighing; she started to head out the door. "Speed will come" was the silent yet strong statement that stopped her. Turning her head slightly to the girl staring straight ahead she didn't have to give any thought to what she said next.

"I'm sure he will, and he'll get as far as the waiting room, until you press that button." Smiling slightly seeing that she just found perhaps a better initiative than food, Ms. Kay continued. "The Racers, and yourself all agreed not to question my authority, it's in the contract you signed." With that the stern women walked steadily out of the dark room closing the thick door behind her.

The small black camera in the top left corner of the room zoomed in on the small outline of the trembling figure. "No, please come back, don't leave me alone, please, Speed, Speed please, come back." The racking sobs of the distressed girl echoed off the walls as she cried herself to sleep.

"What do you mean I can't see her?" The angry blue eyes of the second Racer son burned with anger as the tall brunet older women gave him a glance with her cool green eyes.

"Trixie will press the button when she needs anything at all." Flipping through files the women continued her work without allowing her emotions to show through.

"She's blind, how is she going to press the damn button if she can't see it? She needs me, you can't just choose who can see her or not" Speed's angry voice rang through the small white office causing passing doctors and nurses to jump and quicken their pace.

"Mr. Racer, if you are going to treat my employee with such disrespect and continue to dwell on doubt about her disability you will not be allowed near her presence." The women's green eyes now bore into the young racer, anger clearly surfaced into her emotions as she stepped closer to the now seething boy.

"What?" unlike his previous tone this one held fury, and an unnatural calm. Slowly and quietly spoken it would have caused anyone to run in fear, except for the strong willed women before him.

"You heard me quit clearly Mr. Racer, now if you will excuse me I have work to do." Sitting back down the lady looked back at the angry young man. Almost as an afterthought she added slowly so that he would understand her full meaning. "It is very clear to me that Trixie values your opinion more than anything else, she needs you to believe in her because right now she is incapable of believing in anything other than the simple fact that you will always be there for her." Taking a deep breath the professional glanced up at the now quiet boy. "She needs you Speed, and if you can't be what she needs I don't think you should be anything to her at all." With that she turned her head back to her work.

Speed stood there dumbfounded, this didn't seem real. That woman was threatening to keep him from the love of his life if he didn't start acting different? Who was she to act so high and mighty? Trixie was his girlfriend and he knew what she needed. He always had, or so he thought. Speed then turned to leave glaring at the air, his hands reached for the door and as he stepped out he was welcomed by the eyes of his caring and loving mother.

"Oh, hello Speed, I was just about to deliver Trixie her meal when I heard we weren't allowed in." Peaking past her son's broad shoulders Mom Racer smiled to the hard workingwomen. " Good-morning Charlotte, I brought you a little something too, I do hope you enjoy sausage and eggs. And how do you feel about rye toast, I wasn't sure, so I made some wheat as well." The women's happy mood wasn't wavered by her son's hard eyes rudely glaring at her.

Pushing past his friendly mother Speed continued down the hallway brooding about his matriarchs kindness towards his new "enemy". "Mr. Racer, do you have a moment?" Speed turned towards the voice finding it to be the man who had called himself Dr. Marshall. The wrinkled face of the gray haired man turned up into a smile. "I understand that this must be difficult for you, but I assure you, Ms. Kay does know what she is doing. She will be of great help to the young miss. However, if you would like I can allow you to watch the monitor, you can watch Trixie from there." Leaning forward as if he were to tell Speed a secret. "Only because I'm a fan Mr. Racer." Winking the doctor led Speed to the surveillance room.

Speed wasn't sure what to make of it, of coarse he wouldn't turn the man down, but what did he want? An autograph perhaps, Shaking his head slightly Speed supposed he should be thankful, this would be one time when his fame would be well appreciated.

As the doctor led Speed into a cramped room surrounded in small TV's a few nurses and security guards looked up but then returned to their friendly talking and business. Speed turned his head from left to right, glancing at all the screens; many of the subjects there were eating breakfast or sleeping. Finally after what seemed like an eternity his eyes focused on an old small black monitor on his left side in the very farthest corner. His heart cried out as he moved closer silently praying that he was mistaken and that the small fragile figure visibly trembling in the bed as she wrapped the small woolen yellow blanket around her tighter was not his beloved navigator.

Reaching out and softly touching the screen, Speed caressed her figure as a slow tear glided down his features. "Trix, please baby, stop it, stop cryin' I need you to be strong for me baby, please." Speeds pleads fell on depth ears as he observed the silent figure on the monitor. "I love you baby, please be alright" closing his eyes, the depressed famous racer beckoned whatever Gods could here him to help his love.

"So she's still in the hospital?" A high toned voice rang as clear as a bell in the dark room illuminated only by the small lamp desk sitting next to the elder man wearing a sleek black suit leaning back in his fancy vibrating chair lighting a cigar.

"Yes, darlin' she's still there, you don't have to worry about her anymore, Speed won't be staying with her much longer, a blind women is worthless in every aspect that a man like Speed may need her." A sly grin crossed the man's face; "it still surprises me you went to all this trouble, when you could have just stolen him right from under that bitches nose. Leaning forward his dark eyes shone with lust. "And that wouldn't have been illegal."

Glaring sharply the girl's obviously fake blue eyes glistened with hate. " That crash should have killed her, Speed should be at her grave saying his last good-byes, not at the hospital swooning over her" Slamming her fist on the hard cherry wood desk the young women's eyes snapped to the gun silently taunting her from it's perch on the left side of the desk. "You messed up, now you have to fix it" The girl passed one final glare towards the man before turning and swaying towards the door.

"What's my pay?" stopping before the door the women's hair flowed around her as she turned her head.

"If she's dead by the end of the month, you can have me for 2 months straight, but only at nights." Thinking happily, a smile graced her face "Speed will be occupying my days" and with that she opened the door. With one foot out of the door, a thought crossed the women's mind. "Oh and Poppy" smiling tenderly at the obviously amused man. " I didn't do anything illegal… you did." And with that she left the cold room with a slam of the door.

His dark perverted smile fell off his face, his eyes narrowing slightly. " She doesn't know who she's dealing with… bitch."

Her eyes stung ferociously as she continued to rub the white bandage covering her face, small hiccups escaped her fragile lips as she continued to rock herself back and forth. "Why am I so weak? Why? What's wrong with me? Please, someone, anyone help me please" Trixie's broken whispers filled the room as her sore stomach made loud and painful complaints. "I'm hungry and I have to go to the bathroom." She gasped as another painful jab was made inside of her abdomen, the pressure grinding into her muscles. "I hate this, I wish…" pondering for a moment the petite girl let out a sad chuckle overflowing with the horrid sound of irony, "I wish I would just die."

Well that was kind of a depressing ending but I think It suits the story, I'm not quite sure as to what's going to happen next, but lets all hope for some happy news eh? Anyways, sorry that it's not the longest thing ever, but I've been really very busy and it's a little hard to get back into the writing knack of things. I hope you enjoyed and I will try to update sometime soon.

I love you all

Kieri Norou