A/N: This is the final chapter! I decided against doing an epilogue.
I wrote this chapter late last night, so if there's anything that's confusing, let me know!

Chrissy's POV

Chapter 13

I glanced down at my chest expecting to see blood, and was both shocked and confused when I found none.

I looked up in time to see Pete fall to the ground, dead.

Standing behind where Pete had previously stood, was Dad, with a gun in his hand.

"DADDY!" I yelled out as I ran towards him.

He dropped his gun as I threw myself into his arms.

I buried my face in his chest as I cried; both out or relief that I was safe now, and because of how terrified I'd been over the last twenty-four hours or so.

"I was so scared Daddy. I thought they were going to kill me."

"Me too honey. Me too." he said softly.

I don't know how long we stood there like that. It wasn't until I heard police sirens that I reluctantly pulled myself away from my father's comforting embrace.

Dad and I walked out of the warehouse, his arm around my shoulders.

Not too far away, Magnum and TC were talking to a couple of police officers.

As I looked over and saw a slightly groggy looking Joe being arrested, I realized that Magnum and TC must have been the ones who brought him out.

The police questioned me for the longest time. I was so tired, it was all a blur.

Finally, they allowed us to leave. On our way to TC's van, the Police Lieutenant told Dad that I would have to come in to the station the next morning.

Dad had left his car at the estate, so TC dropped us off there.

Before I got into the car, Magnum gave me a hug.

"It's good to have you back Chrissy."

"Thanks." I said with a small smile. "And, thank you for all you did to find me."

"No problem." he said quietly.

I got in the car and shut the door.

Dad and Magnum talked for a minute, and then Dad got in as well, and we drove away.

The drive home seemed to take longer than usual. I ended up falling asleep with my head rested in Dad's lap. I probably drooled all over him, though I don't think he minded.

I vaguely remember Dad pulling into the parking lot and carrying me upstairs.

That night, I slept more peacefully than I ever had before. I didn't worry about all the questions I'd have to answer once more the next morning, or testifying against Joe in the trial. I knew that Dad would be there to help me, and that we would get through it all together.

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