Chapter Two
When Kim woke up he found his hands tied behind his back to a pole coming out of the ground. He looked around and judging from what he could see it was an abandoned building of some kind. He could see daylight from outside the window to the left telling him that it was clearly the next day. Movement to his left caught his eye and he turned his head to see Eve standing near the door with a gun in her hand, smiling.
"Well it's about time you woke up," Eve said casually.
Kim looked at Eve trying to get his thoughts together. "Where am I?" he asked.
"Where no one will find you, unless I tell them where you are," Eve said, enjoyment clearly in her eyes.
"What do you want?" Kim asked, stalling for time.
"You really disappointed me, the way you just forgot I ever existed," Eve said, the smile leaving her face.
"What did you expect me to wait for you?" Kim asked incredulously. "Even if I knew you were alive do you really think I would wait around for a psychopath like you?"
"Please, Kim. Flattery will get you nowhere," Eve replied. "I mean first you shack up with Hayley. By the way did you enjoy my messing with the paternity results?"
"That was you?" Kim asked.
"It was just to easy, I couldn't resist," Eve confirmed. "And then you had to go get serious with your doctor friend. I wasn't very happy the way I was just forgotten like I didn't exist."
"Yeah, well. You weren't worth remembering," Kim replied.
"Careful Kim. You wouldn't want me to have an accident with this thing would you?" Eve asked, holding up the gun. "Well as much as I would love to stay and chat some more, I have other things to do. I'm a very busy person you know."
And with a smile Eve turned and walked out of the room. Kim saw the door close and heard several bolts slam home and several more locks click into place.
At the Beach House
Belle came downstairs from her room, where she had been hiding most of the morning. She still hadn't quite decided what she was going to do yet, but she was quite certain she didn't want to see anyone.
She walked to the fridge and grabbed out some juice to pour herself a glass, when she heard someone coming up behind her.
"How are you going today?" Tasha asked.
Belle turned around to see Tasha standing by the counter. It was becoming obvious now that Tasha was several months pregnant.
"I'm okay I guess. I mean I have had enough time to prepare for this reaction," Belle replied.
"Most of them are in shock. You need to give them some time," Tasha tried to reassure her.
"Why don't you hate me?" Belle couldn't resist asking.
"It was an accident. And it couldn't have been easy to live with. Besides I'm hardly a saint," Tasha replied, looking at her stomach. Despite the fact that she already loved her baby, and that Robbie was starting to bond with it too, she still felt guilty about the whole situation with the Believers.
"That was hardly your fault, you didn't do anything wrong," Belle told her, knowing what Tasha had been referring too. "Beside you were the victim in all of that."
"The point is, that it's not like you meant to hurt Flynn. You just panicked. I hardly think that makes you a bad person," said Tasha.
Tasha then walked over and gave Belle a hug. "You hang in there okay. Things will get better, I promise."
At the Caravan Park
"I still can't believe it," Cassie said once more referring to Belle's confession the other day. "She killed Flynn and thought it would be okay not to say anything."
"Cass, will you just leave it!" Ric exclaimed annoyed that Cassie kept going on about it. He was both angry and hurt about the whole situation and didn't need to deal with Cassie's dramatics right now.
"I'm sorry Ric. I know this is especially hard on you the way she fooled you like that," Cassie said sympathetically. "I knew she was a cow, but I didn't think she was that big of one."
"Cassie!" Sally said warningly from the kitchen. "That's enough!"
"How can you be so calm about this? I mean we could have had more time with Flynn if it wasn't for her!" cried out Cassie.
"I'm aware of that. But it was an accident Cassie, and I think she feels bad enough about it," Sally replied.
Ric looked at his foster mother for a moment. "You knew, didn't you?"
Sally nodded. "Flynn remembered the fall after he woke up. He said he had caught a girl sneaking into your room and when he asked who she was she panicked and tried to run past him but knocked him on the way down the stairs. It wasn't hard to put two and two together."
"My question remains. How can you be so forgiving?" Cassie asked.
"I'll admit the first couple of weeks if I had seen her I probably would have lost it at her. But Flynn asked me to forgive her, and that it truly was an accident. And I figure it must be hard thing to live with, especially for a girl her age. So I decided to do what Flynn asked," explained Sally.
She then heard her daughter crying for her upstairs and got up and left the room, leaving Cassie and Ric thinking over what she had said.
At the Bachelor Pad
Rachel walked into the house and found Martha there washing dishes. "Have you seen Kim by any chance?"
Martha turned around. "No actually, I haven't. He didn't come home last night I don't think. Jack and I thought he must've done an all nighter at the Gym or else with you at your place."
"No, he isn't at either place. We were supposed to meet at the diner and go out for the day, but he didn't show up," Rachel said with concern.
"Have your tried Irene's. I mean he's been spending a bit of time there lately since his dad went away," Martha suggested.
"No I haven't. Thanks I'll try that," Rachel said. "In the meantime if you see him will you tell him to call me?"
"I will," Martha replied.
With that Rachel left and Martha returned to the dishes. She hated doing them. In fact she hated doing any housework, especially at a place where she didn't actually live. But she and Rachel found that they were often cleaning something when they were over. If they didn't the place would wind up being declared a health hazard the way Jack and Kim in particular seemed to like to live.
It was a typical boys house she supposed, but although she loved Jack, she had decided that both he and Kim were complete slobs.
Martha was so engrossed in what she was doing, she didn't hear the person walk into the house. Eve walked up behind Martha with a cloth in her hand. Then as quickly as a snake striking, Eve put the cloth over Martha's nose and mouth. Martha struggled against the attack, but quickly grew weak as she inhaled the chemical on the cloth. Within minutes she was unconscious in Eve's arms.
