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Summary: Chapter 32: Fox chases after a heartbroken Theresa to explain. She refuses to listen. Will he be able to tell her how he really feels? And will a stranger be able to hurt Theresa? R&R!

Theresa didn't bother waiting for the lift. She ran down the stairs, tears almost blinding her view. She never thought it would end like this. She didn't even think she felt this way towards Fox after their 3 years separated. The pain in her heart was unbearable and she just really wanted to get away from it all. As she rushed out of the Crane Industries, Theresa searched her purse for the car keys. All she could hear was Fox's voice ringing in her eyes, his last words to her before she left his office: "She's my girlfriend…She's my girlfriend…my girlfriend…girlfriend…girlfriend…" Theresa unlocked the car door and jumped in.

She couldn't hear anything besides those last words…She couldn't hear Fox calling after her.

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"Theresa! Theresa, don't go! Hear me out!" Fox screamed at the top of his lungs. This has got to be bad. I mean, it's either she CAN'T hear me, or she doesn't WANT to hear me.

Fox ran on, hoping to catch up to Theresa. He saw her running, trying to get away. She looked so disappointed and depressed. Fox hated to hurt the only woman he had ever loved and the only woman he will ever love. Fox hurried his pace as he saw Theresa getting into her car. Not far now. 5 metres…4…3…2…1…

"Theresa! Theresa, let me explain! Please!" Fox cried, knocking on her car window.

Theresa quickly wiped away her tears, rolled down the window and replied, "I think you should go back to your secretary of a girlfriend! Maybe she can get you a coffee and do little jobs to please you!" Theresa insulted angrily.

Fox rose his eyebrows at her response. "She already has done that…" Fox started but seeing Theresa angry and shocked face, he knew he had said something horribly wrong. "But the point it, I need to tell you something important."

"What? That you're engaged to her or you've got 7 children with her?" Theresa spat.

"No and I don't plan to have that many kids!" Fox replied defensively.

"You know, you're wasting my time and yours too. I don't want to hear it!" Theresa yelled in his face and turning on the engine.

"Don't go, Theresa!" Fox begged her. She didn't want to talk to him any more.

"This conversation is over, Fox and so is everything else we had!" Theresa cried at him and sped away.

"Theresa!" Fox yelled after her, a tear welling up his eye as he watched her car disappear around the corner. No, I can't give up yet. I've got to chase after her.

Fox turned around and rushed to the VIP parking space where his car was parked. He got out his keys from his pocket and unlocked the doors. He climbed into his red sports car, got the engine going and sped out of the parking lot, determined to catch up to Theresa.

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Theresa was crying so hard in the car. She just wanted to get away, get away from the pain. Why did I ever come home just to be hurt all over again? I should've never come home. Harmony is just full of bad stuff. Full of evil, pain, greed, sadness, selfishness, fighting, schemes- nothing is good in Harmony! Coming back was a big mistake. One HUGE mistake! Then the thought of last night filled in Theresa's head. Ethan. He had held her in his arms and made her feel so secure. She remembered her family and the news of Whitney and Chad's wedding. She was going to design her dress. I guess there are better things in Harmony too.

Theresa was so deep in thought that she hadn't realised that the car was breaking down. By the time she realised, it had come to a complete halt. She struggled to pull over. Ha! Just the best time to break down, car! ARGH! Nothing's gone right since I came to see Fox! I've got to get a new car for mama.

Theresa got out of the car with her purse in hand. She locked the doors and looked across the street. There seemed to be a shop there. Or was it? Theresa crossed the road to get a closer look. The fluorescent light on the roof read "Joe's Bar and Motel". Theresa walked inside. I guess I couldn't wait in the car for hours. I'll call Luis to pick me later. I could do with a drink. So Theresa sat on one of the stools. Although she didn't feel really comfortable around all this smoke and drunk guys, she didn't have much choice after all. 'Cause I'm definitely not going to wait outside!

"What can I do for you, little lady?" asked a middle-aged man, who looked Theresa up and down.

Theresa thought about it for a second. This was a bar and it did sell alcohol but the last time she had bought alcohol, Fox and her had slept together. Theresa decided alcohol wouldn't be her choice.

"A glass of OJ, thanks," was Theresa's quiet reply.

The man looked at her weirdly, probably because it was a bar and she had ordered a non-alcoholic drink. "You're a city girl. Dressed like that, what are you doing here?" he asked.

"Don't ask. I'd rather forget about it all," Theresa answered. Thinking about it only brings more pain.

"Bad day, eh?"

"Yep."

Theresa sat there with her hand in her hands and waited for her beverage to arrive. She saw the seat next to her being occupied and looked up. A young, scruffy man who had brown hair and a sexy smile was sitting next to her. Theresa wasn't in the mood for flirting.

"Hi, my name is Gary, what's yours?" he asked.

"Theresa," Theresa replied bluntly. She had got to admit, he was pretty gorgeous but she just hated men at the moment.

"Let me buy you a drink," he offered.

"I've already ordered."

"Oh."

"Here you go, lady. Enjoy," the man behind the counter handed Theresa her OJ.

"Thanks."

"So what is such a wonderful woman hanging around here for?" Gary asked, still smiling.

"I really don't want to talk about it," Theresa replied, taking a sip of her orange juice.

"Ok, I understand," he said.

He tried to lean closer to Theresa but knocked off her purse from the counter instead.

Theresa rolled her eyes as she saw the contents that were once in her purse, was now spread along the floor.

"Oh, I'm sorry. Let me help you," he offered warmly.

"No thanks," Theresa replied, quite annoyed at this man.

Theresa got off the stool she was sitting on to pick up her things. Meanwhile the man secretly poured out a packet of white powder into Theresa's drink.

When Theresa had finished placing all the items back into her purse, she got back on her seat.

"Again, I'm sorry about that," Gary apologised.

"It's ok," Theresa replied, wishing he'd just go away.

Theresa drank the rest of her drink and Gary smiled. She decided she needed to call Luis and looked for her mobile phone. But she suddenly felt funny, weird even. She felt like she was drunk yet like she was flying, floating away. She felt extremely free and happy. But definitely drugged, although she didn't know it. She wasn't sure where she was and who the people in the room were. She rubbed her eyes and looked at Gary.

"Who are you?" she asked drunkenly.

"I'm Gary, your boyfriend, Theresa," he lied, putting an arm around her waist.

"Oh, Gary!" Theresa squealed and placed around his neck.

"You look drunk. Let's go upstairs to our room," he helped her up.

"You have strroong muscles," Theresa whispered in his ear, hardly keeping her balance.

As they walked to the staircase, a man at the corner of the room shouted, "You got another girl, Gary?"

Gary smiled evilly and nodded. This Theresa girl is by far the hottest girl I've ever gotten.

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Fox sped along the highway, hoping to find any signs of Theresa's family car. She can't be that far. He looked along the road and as he turned a corner, he saw the familiar grey vehicle on the side of the road. He pulled over behind it and got out of his car. He walked over to Theresa's car and realised that she was not there. Now where is she? Fox scratched his head and looked around. All he could see was a motel type place on the other side of the road. She's probably there. So Fox crossed the road and raced inside. He saw a couple of drunken men and a waiter behind the counter. Theresa was no where to be seen.

"Excuse me, have you seen a woman who's got tanned skin, brown hair and chocolate eyes and is about this height?" Fox asked the waiter.

"Uh, I think she's been taken, man," the man explained, laughing.

Fox was furious at his comment about Theresa. He grabbed him by his collar and pulled him closer to him. "Listen to me, WHERE IS SHE?" he screamed.

"She's, she's upstairs. One of our regulars just took her up. Room 7," he replied, breathing heavily. "Now let me go!"

Fox pushed him back and the man fell. He looked for the stairs and bolted up them, skipping 2 or 3 at a time. Please be ok, Theresa! Please, God, let her be safe!

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But Theresa was far from safe. The man led her into his room and laid her on his bed. The drug won't last long. I didn't have enough. Let's hope she just does what she's told to do. Theresa felt weird still. She had a headache now and felt really hot. Her vision was definitely not clear. Gary took his shirt off and sat next to Theresa. He then grabbed her into his arms and began kissing her. Theresa couldn't move she seemed paralysed. The kiss was hardly passionate or romantic. It was hard and not filled with love- just pure lust. Theresa's mind started to work slowly. Her mind was telling her this is wrong but her body was rejecting all her messages. Gary moved to Theresa's neck and began kissing her there.

"No, no," Theresa muttered, not loud enough for anyone to hear.

Gary moved one hand to her back and tugged on the zipper of Theresa's dress while the other hand moved freely around her whole body.

Oh no! What's going to happen to me? Help me! Someone please help me!

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Fox reached the top of the stairs and looked around worriedly. He turned right, looking for room 7. He made a left and saw number 7 inscribed on the door. He knocked loudly on the door repeatedly.

"Open up!" Fox yelled.

Fox had no choice but to kick the door open. If Theresa was in the slightest danger, he was going to kill that guy.

Fox moved back a couple of steps and then rushed to kick the door. The door burst open and he rushed in. He saw a man on the bed, covering an obvious female figure. Fox ran over to the bed and punched the guy. The man fell back on the bed, clenching his cheek and yelling in pain. Theresa lay on the bed, paralysed.

"Theresa, are you ok?" Fox asked worriedly.

She murmured something but he couldn't make it out. Fox turned to the man.

"What have you done to her?" he yelled.

Gary got his pants and shirt on quickly.

"Get away from her, you sick idiot!" Fox shouted.

Gary rushed out the door, scared of being hit again.

Fox turned back to Theresa. She was still looking drunk and her dress was all lop-sided because the zipper was undone.. He picked her up and held her in his arms.

"Fox?" she asked weakly.

"Yes, it's me. You're going to fine now. I'm here so don't worry. Did he…did he…" he asked but couldn't finish the question, hugging her tightly.

"No."

"Good. You're safe now. Listen, I'm really sorry about before. It's over between Lily and I. And the reason I dated her was…was because she reminded me of you. When you left, I felt empty. I wanted a replacement and I thought Lily could be that replacement. But I realise I was completely wrong because I love you Theresa and only you. You can never be replaced."

Theresa managed to hug Fox. "I love you too."

Fox kissed Theresa on the forehead and they stayed in each other's arms for an hour or so until Theresa was sober enough to walk. Yes, the love triangle was back but so was their love. It was always there, just hidden deep in their hearts. And now it was unburied, recovered and restored.

A/N Oh, there you go, Foxeresa fans! More Foxeresa next chapter. I felt this chapter was getting WAY too long. It seems my chapters are getting longer and longer. This is now the longest chapter ever! LOL! Don't forget to review! Thanks!