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Chapter Two

Evan tossed and turned, but just couldn't get to sleep. Worries plagued him, and he could only hope that Ginny didn't recognize him. He had left that life behind, and started a new one. Catch the criminal, then get the hell outta there, he thought to himself. Well, his brain said that, and his body agreeded to it, but his heart just wouldn't listen...

Finally, he fell into a troubled sleep.

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BEEP!

Five more minutes, Mom...

BEEP!

Dammit, shut up!

BEEP!

"ALIGHT! I'M UP, I'M UP ALREADY!"

And thats how his day started. Badly. And thats how the rest of the day would go, as well. Evan grumbled angrily at the clock, saying things like, "Who the hell invented that thing?" and "If I ever get my hands on the guy who made these.." But he felt slightly better after he went downstairs and drank his morning cup of coffee. He skimmed through his newspaper, eye stopping for a second by the article of Pettigrew's capture. Other than that, nothing much was interesting.

He drove to the station, where someone was already waiting for him with his boss. The head of the station, Dean Thomas, told him to get in the car. They were going to meet with Ginny. Evan gulped. He had forgotten all about it, in his grumpyness (is that even a word?) that morning.

About half an hour later, Dean, Evan, and the friver got out of the car. The driver said, "I'll be waiting for you here, Sir." Dean nodded and gestured for Evan to follow him. He obliged quietly, silently cursing at his bad luck. It seemed to follow him everywhere. Evan waited anxiously while Dean rang the doorbell.

The door opened, and a woman about Evan's age, maybe a bit younger, opened the door. She had long, flowing red hair, and was exactly like Evan remembered her, except to him, she had seemed to have gotten even more beautiful, if possible. "Yes?" she asked, before she saw them. "Oh, you must be the police officers. Come in, quickly," she added the quickly part hastily.

She led them to one of the larger rooms in her house. What was strange to Dean, but not Evan, was that she lived in a normal house. She didn't act rich or anything, like she was jsut a normal person. Evan, however, wasn't surprised. He knew this woman, and what she was like. He was sure she wasn't spoiled or anything.

They sat down in Ginny's living room. Evan still wasn't quite sure he could do this, but Ginny's voice snapped him out of his thoughts. "...you already know me, of course..." Dean, taking a hint, answered, "Oh, yes, I'm Dean Thomas, the head of the station, and this is Evan Black, he's the one who's going to guard you. Ginny nodded politely. "Nice to meet you both," she greeted gently. Both relief and sadness flooded him at the same time. She didn't recognize him...

Evan nodded back. "Pleasure's all mine." Dean stood up. "Well, I'll leave you two to get aquainted." he old them, as he stood up. He went back otu the door and left. Ginny followed and waved him good-bye at the door while Evan waited nervously. Ginny came back., sort of waiting for Evan to say something. For two whole minutes, they just sat there awkwardly.

Those were the longest two minutes of Evan's life.

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