Tommy woke up to the sound of breathing that wasn't his own. He felt a head of smooth silky hair brushing up against his chest. A pair of arms were tightly wrapped his neck, as if they were holding on for dear life. The person was shaking as if they were terrified of everything around them. "Beautiful, what have they done to you?" he wondered while he wrapped his arms around her to make her feel safer. "It's okay precious. I'm here, I'm right here, please don't be scared. I won't let anyone lay a hand on you."

"You promise?" Kimberly whispered as her eyes slowly opened.

"Of course, Beautiful," he promised sitting up and scooting back into a corner. The room was much colder than he remembered. Looking around, he saw a trunk that was wide open. Moving closer, he found a bed sheet inside. Tommy quickly grabbed it and wrapped it around them both. "Better?"

"Much," she answered snuggling into his chest. "Tommy, I'm sorry you had to get another pitiful haircut. Why didn't you let them do it to me instead?"

"Kim, it's because I love you. I didn't want them to ruin your beautiful Carmel hair," Tommy explained while running his fingers through her hair. "I know that you wouldn't be happy looking like that. Yes, I take you to a beauty shop to get it evened out. But, I realized you'd have to get a short haircut. And I know you wouldn't be happy with a short haircut either. So, that's why I messed your hair up and made it look like you were having a bad hair day. I knew Rito would be dumb enough to fall for it and leave you alone."

"Thanks, Tommy," she smiled as her eyes began to water. "But, what about you? I know people will be laughing at your hair cut and making rude remarks, like they did before-"

"-Kim, I'll be okay. Last time, I got a lot of static. I know this may sound selfish. Last time I wondered what it would have been like if I had gone with you when you went to open the box. I thought that maybe if I had gone with you, maybe I wouldn't have been here the first time. But, I also realized that if I had gone with you, there would be chance that you would have been here too. As much as I would have liked to have had you with me the first time, I was glad you weren't having to go through this torture. It's bad enough that you're having to go through this now-"

"-Tommy, the whole time you were missing, you'll never realize how much I wished that I could have been with you. I knew you were very miserable and weren't being treated right. I wondered if I was with you, maybe we both wouldn't have suffered as much. I could have let you know that I loved you and we'd get through it somehow-"

"-Kim, I had no idea you felt this way," he interrupted resting his head on top of hers. "All I could think of was how I wasn't the person I once was. I was under a spell, which made me afraid of everything and have a low self-image. I didn't feel like brave, strong, handsome, and attractive Tommy. Instead, I was a naked Tommy, who was no longer attractive or handsome, and I had a horrible haircut. I doubted that you would have wanted me like that."

Before she knew it, she slapped Tommy across the face. "YES, I WOULD HAVE WANTED YOU!" she yelled as her face turned scarlet. Tommy's mouth dropped has he felt his face sting from being slapped hard. "I'M HERE WITH YOU NOW AND YOU APPEAR THAT WAY? DO YOU DOUBT THAT I DON'T WANT YOU NOW?"

"No," he answered as he held his hand up to his cheek. "I guess I need a good slap in the face, to remind me of that."

"Good," she replied. "Because, I want you to always know I love you and want you no matter what."

Light appeared from the top step and Ms. Peterson and Ken walked down the stairs. "This is so cute," Ms. Peterson mocked when she saw Kimberly and Tommy snuggled up to each other wrapped in the sheet. "Where you afraid of what we have planned for you both and using each other as a security blanket? I promise you that you'll both be spending a lot of time with each other." She had Rita's bag of dust and stuck her hand in the bag getting a fist full of dust and threw it on them. Ms. Peterson snatched Kimberly out of Tommy's arms and carried her into a private room in the basement.

"You won't get away with this!" Kimberly warned when Ms. Peterson laid her on her stomach. She grabbed Kimberly's wrist's and pulled them behind her back. Kimberly felt rope cutting into her skin as Ms. Peterson tied her wrists behind her back. "Someone will find us."

"No, they won't," Ms. Peterson smirked tying rope around Kimberly's waist to pin her hands to the center of her back. She grabbed more rope and tied Kimberly's ankles together. Then she tied rope below and above Kimberly's knees. Finally, she tied more rope around her elbows and shoulders. Ms. Peterson smiled with satisfaction as she saw the rope was cutting into Kimberly's skin, not caring that her shoulders and waist were bleeding. "Your communicators were removed before you were brought here."

Kneeling, she gave Kimberly and her eyes flashed red. Taking the opportunity, Ms. Peterson dyed half of Kimberly's hair blonde and half of it red. She grabbed a pair of succors and trimmed the back of Kimberly's mid back length hair, giving it uneven ends. After she was done, she carried her back out into the main room. Tommy struggling to stand up because he was restrained exactly like Kimberly was.

"What did you do to her?!" Tommy demanded as soon as he saw Kimberly. His heart broke when he saw the tips of the bottom of her hair was uneven and her hair was dyed.

"Just a little make over," Ms. Peterson smirked watching Tommy's face turn red. "It doesn't look like it has affected her."

"It's getting late," Ken announced throwing Kimberly over his shoulder. "They need to be heading to the shed. You heard, Tommy! Start hopping!"

Tommy hopped out to the shed and Ken sat him against the wall, placing Kimberly next to him. He closed the door and walked away. There was light in the room coming from a lantern. Sitting in front of Kimberly was a big mirror. She immediately noticed there was something different about her. Staring in the mirror was girl with dyed hair half of it was blonde and the other half was red. The bottom tips of her hair had been cut. She immediately noticed dried blood was all over her chest as well as Tommy's. "Tommy, I want you to be truthful with me," she requested as she began to tear up. "What do you think of me?"

"You're my best friend, my beautiful crane, my pink princes, and the girl I love," he answered truthfully. "Soon you'll also be my wife."

"Even though I look like this?" she questioned trying to move a little closer to him. "Tommy, I look awful! I'm wearing this stupid bikini; the ropes are cutting into my skin and I'm bleeding. My hair has been dyed and the ends of my hair of been cut. As soon as I saw myself, I wondered if you'd still consider my your "Kimberly", your "Beautiful", your best friend, crane, pink princess, and the girl you love-"

"-Kim, I just told you a while ago that you were still all of those things to me," he reassured her, the very minute her head rested on his shoulder. "When this happened to me before, I wondered if you'd still view as your Tommy, your best friend, your falcon, your white knight, and the girl you love-"

"-Tommy, I still look at you in that way," Kimberly promised as she was falling asleep. "Nothing changes ever change that."

Kimberly's eyes snapped open when she felt when she hears something moving across her body. As she adjusted her eyes to the light, she noticed that she had fallen on the floor and mice were crawling on her body. Before she could scream, Tommy clapped a hand over her mouth. "Don't worry, they chewed the cords off me," he assured her noticing she was about to freak out. "Just hold still and they'll have you free too."

Holding still, she heard the cords snap and she stretched out her arms and legs. The ropes hand rubbed sores all over her body and some had even cut into her skin. As she sat up, the mice jumped off her and run out through the hole in the wall. "Now what are we going to do?" Kimberly questioned letting out a yawn. She noticed Tommy was opening a trunk and got out a cross body bag with first aide supply in it. "Do you think it's okay with we just take that?"

"I don't see no one stopping us," Tommy grinned as he put the bag over his shoulder. "I think we need first aid supplies." He walked over to the door and was able to open it. The stars were already out, and the sky was pitch black. Kimberly grabbed the lantern and followed Tommy out the door.

"Where are we going?" she fretted as her and Tommy locked hands. "Everything is closed, and we don't have any shelter or anything to eat."

"Beautiful, we're going to have to find a place to hide for the night," he warned as they started walking down away from the factory. Lights were shining all over the place and large circular light landed on them. The alarm system went off and people began to come out of the factory. "We need a way to slow them down."

His eyes landed on the lantern in Kimberly's hand. Tommy quickly took it out of her hand and threw it at the shed. The glass cracked, and the shed went up in flames. "Tommy, why'd you do that for?!" Kimberly asked as the broke out in a run and ran through the forest. "They will know we were responsible."

"Ken Reynolds has been wanted by the police for years and they never could find him," he explained as they ran down the path. "A forest ranger will see the smoke and contact the police and the fire department."

"You do have a point," she smiled as Tommy led her behind a bush. Kimberly looked down at her purple speedo briefs. "Tommy, I wish we didn't have to wear these stupid speedo swimsuits. They are covered in blood, dirt, and they have tears in them. These only make us look worse with these haircuts." They sat behind the bush to catch their breath. When Kimberly got behind she caught her speedo briefs on large thorn.

"Kim, I'll help you," Tommy stated as he walked over to help her. He was more focused on helping her, he didn't notice his speedo briefs get caught on a thorn. Tommy slowly helped her get unstuck and there was a loud tear. Both felt something fall to their feet.

"Just great!" Kimberly complained feeling the straps on the bikini top break and slowly fell to the group. She wrapped her arms around herself trying to cover herself. "Now, what are we going to do?"

"There's a bathroom several feet away from us," Tommy whispered looking through the first aide equipment bag. Not only were their first aid supplies in there, it also had shampoo, shower gel, wash clothes, tooth brushes, tooth paste, money, emergency blankets and succors. "We could go get cleaned up."

It didn't take a time to get a nice shower. To Tommy's relief the hair dye washed out like it did the first time. The nice warm water poured over them as they just stood there holding each other tightly. "You are so beautiful," Tommy purred as Kimberly's smooth and soft skin was brushed up against his. "I love you so much."

"Tommy, what are we going to do now," Kimberly questioned resting her head against his chest. "I'm sure Ken, Ms. Peterson, and Ms. Kirk are all looking for us. If they haven't been arrested yet. Wonder if the others know we're missing?"

"I would say they do, but they probably don't know where we are," he confessed. "Wonder if they could be looking in the park for us?"

"Tommy, I don't want anyone to see me walking around like this," she whispered as he held her tighter. "I don't feel like I am the Kimberly they know. I don't feel beautiful, attractive, graceful, and agile anymore. Now, I'm a Kimberly whose afraid of everything, isn't beautiful, attractive, and the ends of my hair are messed up. I doubt anyone else want me like this. Tommy, just look at us both. We're naked, vulnerable, and alone."

"Beautiful," Tommy started as he heard sniff. His heart broke when he saw hot tears start to run down her cheek. "I know how you feel. That's how I felt the first time-"

"-Tommy, why is the spell only effecting me instead of both of us-"

"-I don't know," he answered as he immediately turns the shower off as the water turned cold. "I wish I could give you an answer-"

"-Tommy, how do you feel now?" she questioned as the took a seat and wrapped up in towels.

"It's complicated," he continued while he started stroking her hair. "I don't feel handsome and attractive now. I think my haircut looks worse than it did the last time. I feel loved and wanted this time that has changed."

"Y-You do?" she gasped.

"I do," he answered wiping her tears with her thumbs.

"Tommy, who knows what people will think when they see us. We've got horrible haircuts and we're going to have stay out of sight as long as we're-"

"-Kim, please listen to me," Tommy interrupted as she moved away from him wrapping up in a towel. "Last time, the one thing I thought about when I was in this shape was you. All I wanted was to know if you had opened the box and wanted to marry me. I would have loved to have held you in my arms like I am now, but the spell was powerful and kept me from it. I wanted to know if you'd want me looking pitiful like I look now."

"Wow, how could having me with you make a big difference?"

"Beautiful, when people saw me walking through the park looking dirty and pitiful, they laughed, made rude remarks, one man at a pretzel stand refused to give me a pretzel when I had found money to pay him-"

"-Tommy, how could I make a difference?"

"-Kim, why did you accept my marriage proposal?"

"Because, I love you and I want to be with you always."

"I've had horrible relationships with girls, before I've met you. Some left me for someone who was more attractive than me. I'm sure if I was still with any of them, they'd laugh and dump me. But, you haven't."

"-Tommy," Kimberly interrupted putting her arms his neck. "I love you and still think you're the most handsome boy there ever was."

"Beautiful, having the person you love the most with you makes a very big difference," he smiled lifting her bridal style and carrying her out of the walk-in shower. Kneeling he picked up the first aide equipment bag and threw it over his shoulder. He noticed there was a closet nearby and he quickly walked inside. He heard footsteps nearby and started back into a corner.

"I know they are here somewhere!" yelled Ms. Kirk. "I found their speedo swimsuits. I bet they are hiding in there!"

Stepping back, Tommy wished there was a place they could go to hide. A place, where they'd have food, water, and everything they needed. As the door slowly opened, a door appeared, and he quickly opened it and went inside. They were in a cave with torches on the wall. A large rolling camp out bag was lying in a corner with a pink pajama set and a white pajama set lying next to it. Fruit bushes were sitting next to a big hot spring.

"Wonder what this?" Kimberly whispered as Tommy got out first aid supplies and started to clean her cuts and put bandages on them.

"I have no idea."

After he finished bandaging Kimberly's sores and cuts, she pulled out a pair of succors. "I used to work at beauty shop," she revealed as Tommy began to clean his cuts and scrapes. "I could give you a haircut."

"Cut it like I had before," he answered. "Short and spiked."

Ms. Kirk, Ken, and Ms. Peterson were inside the closet. "The plan is working perfectly," Ken smirked holding a tracking device in his hand. "They are in the secret cave. What they don't know is that we activated the switch making them think they got away. I'm sure they will wait a few days to make sure we are gone. When they leave we'll know."

Meanwhile, Tommy and Kimberly put on the pajamas and laid out the roll out camp bag. "You are so handsome," Kimberly complemented running her fingers through his short spiky hair. "I can't thank you enough for trimming my hair."

Tommy rolled over and looked at her hair. He takes a little bit off to even her hair out. But, it was back at shoulder length like she had worn it for years. "Anytime, Beautiful," he smiled as they got in the sleeping bag and she rested her head on his chest.

"Good night, Tommy," she whispered feeling him give her a warm kiss. Her eyes slowly closed, and she wrapped her arm around his waist. "I love you."

"Good night, Kimberly," he whispered as he fell asleep. "I love you too."