Disclaimer: yeppers so I've pretty much established the fact that I don't own charmed or anything to do with charmed the only thing that is mine is Sara and Neil mayhaps a few others when I think of them. Happy travels!
Authors Note: So I guess that I lied about only having chapters from two points of view. I think that this is the only time that i'm going to do that but you never know.
Warning: Sorry about my potty mouth. I blame Niel.
Kira
Chapter Three: Neil
He paced his cell. It was too small, to small by a long shot.
He had been in His prison for five years, five unbearable years. Living on prison food. Sleeping in a prison. LIVING in a prison. He would probably die in prison.
Homicide and sexual assault could do that to a person.
He felt no guilt in killing his best friend Bill just a blinding rage. anger towards the stupid bitch that made him do it. Sara Cunningham had ruined his life. It was her fault that he had stabbed Bill. His best friend was dead and she was the cause of it. She had insisted that she had no feelings for Bill but Neil had seen the looks that had passed between them. It shamed him that they could flirt so openly, especially in front of him.
Damn it! She always was a slut. A whore. An easy ten-cent whore! He had always known that she would betray him like that. But he had underestimated her cunning. When she had walked into the apartment that day, when he was most venerable, she had planned on seeing him with another woman. She had set the whole thing up, of that he was sure. Why pick that time of all times to stroll in. and then she had the nerve to blame him; To start yelling that she had been a fool to think that he wouldn't cheat on him. Stupid bitch. He had been with other women throughout their relationship. She had to have known that. If she hadn't then she was truly one of the stupidest women he had come across.
The only good thing about the whole affair was that he had gotten Sara pregnant. While he was in jail he had gotten a visit from a good buddy of his. That buddy had also pretended to be Sara's friend. He had told him of Sara's pregnancy and of the subsequent birth of his little girl. He had told Neil that Sara had named the girl Jill. That was one of the few things that she had done right. He had had no correspondence with his contact since the birth. That had been Neil's idea. He didn't want Sara to suspect a thing.
His baby girl would be around five now. He had to see her. He just had to. He would take her away from her mother and raise her as his own. He didn't want her to be poisoned by her mothers' low morals. He would raise her to be a good Christian child. She would be his saving grace.
Neil kept pacing the cell. It was about twelve midnight. It was in the middle of his pacing that he first saw it. Black smoke had suddenly appeared in his cell. It coalesced into a person, a man. Neil was taken aback for a moment. People did not just appear in your cell on an every day basis.
The man was taller than Neil and Neil stood a good 6"5'. Dressed all in black he was.
"Hello Neil, how are you tonight?"
What a stupid question. What a stupid asinine question.
"How am I? i'm stuck in a prison how the fuck do you think I am?"
The stranger just smiled.
"Who the hell are you and what the fuck are you doing in my cell?"
The stranger smiled even more at that outburst.
"Me Neil? Why i'm the person who's going to get you out of this hell whole. That's who I am."
I'm the person who's going to get you out. Those words repeated over and over in Neil's mind. Get you out. Get you out.