A/N: FINAL CHAPTER! Damn… this was longer – or it took longer than expected. Anyhow, hope you all enjoy this!

Part 10: Storm, Sun, and Shine

Sunday – 2nd of April 2006

JG Penthouse - 11:45am

Jessie had taken a week or so off from work to rehabilitate from the trauma she had been through. Whenever she was alone, she would opt to stay home... or somewhere safer than out in the streets.

Just as Jessie finished her breakfast for the day, she swore she heard a noise come from outside her front door. This unexpected noise caused Jessie to jump, and nearly drop her plates; luckily they only fell back onto the table, so not much damage done there.

Shrugging it off, thinking that she was probably just excessively paranoid, she continued to clean the table and wash the dishes.

A little later, Jessie got changed into comfortable sweatpants and a large college sweater, walked downstairs and planned to take the garbage out. She packed the bag, tied the knot, and opened her front door.

Just as she was about to step out, someone attacked her by the neck, quickly and roughly. He was practically choking her to death by pushing her back to the floor by her small neck. It was the man with a balaclava from Thursday night. Jessie was so shocked, surprised, terrified that she couldn't even speak. It was as though she had lost her voice and ability to speak the moment the man knocked her down onto the floor.

Jessie found it extremely difficult to breathe, she struggled to take in a breath, but the pressure to her neck was stopping her. Fortunately, the man didn't have a firm enough grip on her yet, due to the large garbage bag in between their two bodies. From natural reaction, Jessie kicked him, who cares where, because she kicked him hard and firm. Hard enough for him to release his grip, groan and recoil in pain just near the door frame.

Jessie saw this moment of chance and with one strong movement, shoved him out of the house, using the garbage bag as a momentum booster. Hastily, she slammed the front door shut, and fell back against it as she tried hard to catch her breath.

After stabilizing herself a little in the shortest period of time possible, she locked all the locks on the front door; the handle, the door itself, and the extra lock they got installed when she and Grace moved in. Her face was pale as she sprinted her way up the stairs, skipping every second step, Jessie closed her bedroom door, grabbed her home phone and dialed the first number that came to mind… Katie's number.

KG Office (Outside/Inside)

'Guess working on a Sunday morning ain't that bad after all, now that I've got a new contract.' Katie's phone went off, just as she walked elatedly out of the café with a newly signed contract in hand. She took her phone out of her pocket, and without taking a look at the caller id, she accepted the call.

"Hello, Kathryn here." Katie said joyfully.

"Ka… Ka…Katie…" Jessie's terrified voice trembled through the phone.

"Jess? What's wrong?" Katie asked extremely concerned, her expressions changing, stopping in her tracks and caused a few people to walk right into her.

"Th… The… man… from that night." Jessie just managed.

Without needing Jessie to finish her sentence, Katie could already guess. "Don't worry, I'll be there as soon as possible. Lock all the doors!" Katie said into the phone just before she turned it off.

Without a second thought Katie sprinted to the firm, took all things needed from her office, dropped her contract on her table, and bolted back out, yelling to Grace as she hurried to the elevator, "Grace! I'm going to check on Jessie!"

"Why?" Grace shouted back.

"Trouble!"

The first thing that came to Katie's mind was… "Call Tad! Tell him to meet me outside the apartment!"

"Be careful Kat!"

She stood there, impatiently jabbing at the elevator button, a jumble of thoughts running through her head, nothing specific or clear. But one thing was clear enough; she needed to be where Jessie was right then and there.

JG Penthouse

Jessie sat there in her room, huddled in the warmth of her blanket, shaking, the bedroom door locked, front door locked. Even after all those years of psychology, she was having trouble calming herself down, but who could blame her. She was still traumatized from that very night, and now adding to the whole situation was what had happened just before.

'Katie… help…' Jessie thought to herself. Then she began to think logically, 'How did he know I lived here?'

Downstairs

Tad was already there waiting at the front door when Katie arrived. Swiftly she made her way to the front door as well, just before she went in, she noticed a man in a car across the road from them. Katie squinted and could recognize the sleeping figure. It was Mr. Simmons.

Out of impulse, Katie ran towards the car, Tad followed the girl without a word. Furiously, Katie knocked at the car window, just about shattering it into pieces if she continued. Mr. Simmons awoke from the clamor, and rolled down the window.

"What are you doing here? Why are you following Jessie around!" Katie asked angrily, fist clenched.

Mr. Simmons sighed, and opened the door, he reached for his back pocket and took out something made of leather. It was a badge. "Officer 13706, I've been investigating on a case about a serial rapist. There are some links and anonymous information given to the police, which we are not legally allowed to give the specifics about, that leads us to his next victim, whom is your friend, Doctor Jessica Sammler."

Katie looked stunned, but definitely not as astonished as Tad, for his mouth was dangling open, his eyes nearly falling out of its sockets. Snapping back to reality, Katie quickly hurried off to the apartments without saying another word. Tad and Officer Simmons looked at each other confused for a moment, but followed her off anyways.

JG Penthouse

Jessie jumped at the sound of the door bell; tentatively she crept her way downstairs, making as little noise as humanly possible. Looking through the hole again, she could vaguely see the man's legs sticking out. It seemed that he was sitting on the floor, leaning against her door, most likely waiting for her to walk out, and strike.

Just a little further away, down the hall, she saw two figures walk out of the elevator and towards the direction of her house. The rapist swiftly got up and tried to escape. He was successful, for he ran towards the emergency exit and down the stairs. One of the tall figures just as promptly trailed after him, leaving the other figure behind.

'What on earth is going on?' Jessie thought as she watched the scene, that would normally happen in movies happen right there in front of her.

As the slightly thinner figure came walking closer towards her door, Jessie felt something… something familiar. Just as that person got close enough for Jessie to make out their face; she had already flung open the door and practically pounced at them.

Katie, though wasn't prepared for Jessie to pounce onto her, caught the blonde in her arms anyway, and gave her the longest hug. Tears began to roll down Jessie's face again, but this time it was from sheer joy and gladness.

"Katie…" Jessie breathed out, holding tightly around Katie's neck.

"It's okay… everything is going to be fine now." Katie whispered to the blonde.

They loosen themselves from their loving embrace, but were still lightly holding one another. Jessie smiled through her tears, released her right arm from Katie's neck and wiped at her tears.

"Gosh, I'm being such a cry baby lately." Jessie said but with a grin.

Katie kissed her forehead, "Yeah, but you're my cry baby." Her fingers also wiped away at the tears on Jessie's impeccable face.

Jessie kind of laughed or maybe giggled before saying, "You're so corny…"

"And you know you love it!" Katie replied grinning triumphantly, when Jessie nodded.

Katie noticed a reddened mark around the front of Jessie's neck, her hand unconsciously moved towards it. Jessie flinched at Katie's touch for two reasons, 1 it hurts, 2 she didn't want Katie to feel it… feel the dirtiness of herself.

"Please… don't…" Jessie pleaded as she looked away.

Katie's heart ached, not from Jessie's reaction, but from the pain Jessie felt – she felt she was useless, for she couldn't protect Jessie for the second time. Tears gradually fell from her eyes as she murmured a near silent, "I'm sorry… I'm so sorry."

Jessie looked up, tears beginning to form in her eyes also. Jessie's soft hands cupped Katie's cheek as she wiped away her tears. She shook her head lightly before saying, "No… It's not your fault. Katie you can't stay with me every second of your day. It was bound to happen again…"

After a few more moments of hugging and crying, glad that one another was safe and sound, the whole situation at hand came flooding back to Jessie.

"Who was that person who chased after him?" Jessie unexpectedly asked, her brows furrowing.

"That was Mr. Simmons… Well more like Officer Simmons." Katie replied, tilting her head to one side.

"Mr. Simmons?" Jessie inquired.

"Uh yea… he was apparently investigating on a case which involved that psycho rapist." Katie explained.

"Really?" Jessie asked rhetorically.

Downstairs

Officer Simmons had ran after that man, but was always a step behind, just missing every time he tried reaching out to grab him.

"Stop right there!" Officer Simmons ordered, but the rapist continued to run.

Just as the man reached ground floor and flung open the exit door, a fist came flying right into his face. He fell back hard onto the cement ground, his nose bleeding from the impact of the punch.

"Thanks man." Officer Simmons panted out, after running down twelve storey worth of stairs.

"No problem, just being a good citizen." Tad answered.

Officer Simmons only nodded, as he tried to hold the rapist in place, turning him around and hand cuffing him. This was about the same time Jessie and Katie had finally walked out of the elevator and walked towards Tad, who was still standing at the emergency exit door.

They were there just in time to see Officer Simmons pull off the balaclava, and revealed…

"Russell!" Jessie squeaked in shock.

'No wonder why he knew where I lived.' Jessie thought.

'Gosh, that must've been him in the mirror at the shop. Why didn't I think of that before?' Katie reflected silently, completely astonished.

"You know this man?" Officer Simmons questioned.

"He has been working at my clinic since the end of December." Jessie explained in utter and complete shock.

20 Minutes Later

A few police had come to the scene and took Russell away. The three, Jessie, Katie and Tad stayed to give all the information they knew about this whole case to Officer Simmons.

Officer Simmons thanked them for all their help, and just as he shook Jessie's hand, for probably the last time, she asked curiously, "Did you pretend to have a problem?"

Officer Simmons smiled that charming smile of his, "Well, not really, I did have stress problems, especially over this case. But after going to see you, it helped me a lot. Thank You."

Jessie smiled shyly, "Well I'm glad I'm of help… Mr. Simmons… I mean… Officer Simmons."

"George." He said simply with a smile.

"George." Jessie repeated mirroring his smile.

"Anyways, I think it's time for me to leave now. Thanks for all your help, without you guys, I'd probably still be stressing over this man."

"Glad we helped out." Katie said as she waved him off.

"Good bye."

"Bye!" The three said simultaneously.

"Sooo…" Tad dragged out looking at the two girls, after Officer Simmons left.

"Oh and this dude here is Tad." Katie introduced to Jessie as she pointed at Tad.

"I see… as in your Tad?" Jessie asked as she turned her gaze towards Katie.

"My ex-Tad…" Katie smirked, "More like Grace's Tad now…"

"Oooohhhh." Jessie drew out knowingly.

"Oi, I'm nobody's Tad." He said defensively at Katie, not allowing himself to be somebody else's possession.

Doing a 360, "Hi," Tad said to Jessie, "You must be THE Jessie, Katie never stops talking about. I have heard a lot about you." Tad smiled genuinely as he extended his hand towards Jessie. "Glad to finally meet you, Jessie."

Jessie shook his hand, but her attention was on the fully blushing Katie. "I see… Have you been talking about me now…" Jessie teased, temporarily forgetting about the whole incident.

Guess that's the power of love, it can truly conquer all, even at the worst of times.

THE END?

A/N2: Sooo… Any thoughts and feelings about this? Disappointed with the ending?

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