Here's chapter eleven of the Psycho Saga. ;-)

I've just gotten so into this story and I hope everyone who's reviewed so far stays interested. ;-)

Again, all types of reviews will be appreciated. Oh, and if the story seems a little rushed now, I purposely did that.

(Starlight Cafe)

(November- 2nd Week)

(Friday evening)

It was now a month later and Kim and Jason'd become an official couple three weeks earlier. Anyway, the new couple were sitting at a table, having dinner and reminiscing. They were, of course, unaware that Dawn and Rick- who now lived together in Rick's apartment- were sitting several feet away.

Rick looked at Dawn. "You know, babe, that wig works for ya," he said, gesturing towards the long, black wig she'd decided to wear.

She tore her gaze away from Jason and Kim and glared at her roommate. "I told you you're wasting your time and energy with the compliments. I'm in love with Jason and always will be. And vice versa," she said.

Rick laughed. "Vice versa? I think it's safe to say you're yesterday's news, honey. It doesn't look like he'll be leaving Kim alone any time soon," he said.

Dawn's eyes flashed. "Listen, she only thinks they're together, all right? It's not real. She's living in a fantasy," she said, waving her hand dismissively.

"She's living in a fantasy?" Rick said with raised eyebrows.

"Uh-huh. You see, Rick, I'm not worried in the least. I know I'm the one he really wants. I was a little paranoid, at first. But, I know the truth now. I have his heart. She'll NEVER be what I am to him. Every guy has their little flings before they marry their soulmates," Dawn said, grinning happily.

"Right," Rick said slowly. 'Geez. She's got to be the single most screwed up chick I've ever met in my life. It's pathetic.' He wondered how long she'd been a fruit basket and why she was allowed to run loose in the streets. The planet she lived on had yet to be discovered. But, he didn't really care. He only cared about his money.

Dawn nodded. "She'll probably end up being his mistress," she said with a shrug. She looked over at the pair once again and her eyes darkened.

Rick looked over his shoulder to see Kim leaning across the table to kiss Jason. He looked back at Dawn- who'd sprang to her feet. He leaned over and grabbed her wrist. "What are you doing?" he hissed.

"What do you think, you frigging moron? I'm gonna go over and take care of her. How dare she kiss him?" Dawn said, fury blazing in her eyes.

'I guess that confidence just flew right outta the window.' "Look, you can't go over there. You don't want them to know you're back yet, remember?" Rick said as calmly as he could. She could make a crazy person sane all on her own!

"Oh, who cares? I want her gone," Dawn snapped, glaring hatefully at the smiling brunette.

"You can't attack her here. Witnesses, babe. She could have you arrested," he said.

Dawn looked at him for several seconds, then, rolled her eyes and yanked her wrist free from his grip. "Fine," she snapped as she sat down again. "Ugh! Dammit. What does he see in her anyway? What is it that makes her so damned special? Huh? Oh, I've always hated people like her! My high school was filled with skanks like that. You know, the kind you pigs always fall for."

"What are you so freaked about? He's yours, remember?" Rick said lightly.

"Do. not. mock. me. I'm NOT to be made sport of. I don't take it very well at all. Just ask Kenny Greene," Dawn said in a poisonous tone, bending her silver fork in the process.

"And he would be..." Rick said, not really caring much at all.

"A jackass I went to high school with. He was captain of the football team. He mocked me. Constantly. But I put an end to it," she said in a serene voice.

"What did you do?" Rick asked, a chill slowly rolling down his spine. This was one freaky chick and he would watch his back.

She cocked her head and smiled sweetly. "I took care of the situation," she said in a singsong voice.

Rick swallowed hard. "Is that right? How, ahem, did you do that?" he asked casually.

Dawn leaned forward. "I'd rather show than tell. And I will if you mock me again," she said, gripping her knife.

"Mocking's out. Got it. Stuck in my brain forever," Rick said, nodding a little rapidly.

She leaned back slowly and smiled softly. A dreamy, starry look appeared in her eyes. "Do you think that Jason would like to go to Barbados for our honeymoon?" she asked as if she were talking to a longtime friend.

"Who wouldn't?" Rick said, wondering for the zillionth time what had made this dame crack up in the first place.

"Yeah, you're right. Barbados is so beaut... oh," she said, her eyes narrowing. "They're leaving. Let's go," she said, her voice now cold and harsh.

(Three Days Later)

Kim sighed deeply as she stepped on to the elevator in her apartment building. Man, she was exhausted. She'd just left work and was more than ready for a lovely shower. She planned to get some Christmas shopping done a little later. The holidays were rapidly approaching. Thanksgiving would arrive in only a matter of days.

'I know what I'm mostly thankful for this year,' Kim thought with a small giggle. She never in a million years thought she and Jason would ever become anything more than friends. She'd always figured that he, Zack and Billy were guys she'd always be on a friendship level with.

But life was so funny! She'd began seeing Jason in a different light. Began seeing him as if she were seeing him for the very first time. And everything just felt so right and totally natural. And just freaking fantastic.

Kim stepped off the elevator and practically skipped down the hall to her apartment, now feeling recharged. Just thinking of him made her lighter on her feet. They had your typical, everyday romance. That's actually what made it so special to her. Friends turned lovers. God, she felt like a teen who'd just met her celebrity crush!

'Beautiful shower, here I come!' she thought as she unlocked the door to her apartment.

But just as she was about to step in, she was shoved in from behind. The stunned gymnast quickly rolled over and sat up to see a woman standing in her doorway. She wore a huge purse,dark shades, blue jeans and a white halter top. Also, she had long, black hair.

Kim glared at the woman, confused and pissed."Who are you and what the hell's your problem?" she demanded, hopping to her feet. She was about to walk up to her til the woman pulled a sleek, black pistol outta her purse. Whoa. Okay, then.

Kim began slowly backing away. "Listen, there's no need for a gun, all right? I just wanna know who you are and what you want," she said, struggling to keep her voice steady. What the hell was this?

The woman stepped in and kicked the door closed, then, aimed the gun at Kim- whose heart rate began to pick up a little.

"What are you looking for? Money?" Kim asked, choosing to ignore the fear prickling at her spine. She would not freak out here.

The woman removed her shades and just looked at Kim.

Kim stared at her for a few seconds, then, recognition filled her eyes. "Dawn," she said tightly.

Dawn nodded and grinned. "Very good. Wanna cookie, Pinky?" she said tauntingly.

Kim shook her head as if to clear it. "What are you doing here? How, how long have you been in town?" she asked warily.

"Long enough," Dawn snapped. "Did you really think it was over? If so, you're really not the brightest crayon in the box, are you?"

Kim just looked at the wacko, wondering when she'd returned from Hell.

"I'm here to collect my fiance, Kimberly. Our wedding date's fast approaching and there are amillion things to do. Wedding planning is a busy job. You know how it is. Anyway, I'm afraid Jason's played enough, so, you'll have to find some other home to wreck," Dawn said with a shrug.

"Dawn... listen carefully. This has gotten way outta hand. I really, really think you should seek professional help. NOW. Jason has moved on and you should do the same," Kim said, even though she knew that trying to reason with the woman was useless. Dawn was just too far gone and Kim almost felt sorry for her. Almost.

"Kim, that's stupid. Why would I 'move on'? Jason and I are engaged to be married. Get your own man. Don't try to hang on to mine. Do you have any idea how sad that is? You're trying to stand in the way of true love and I'm not gonna let that happen," Dawn said, shaking her head. "I can't."

"Dawn-" Kim began.

"Shut up!" Dawn shrieked. Then, she smiled warmly. "No talking," she said in a singsong voice.

'She's friggin' hopeless,' Kim thought. But she stayed quiet and perfectly still. Who the hell would rile up a lunatic holding a gun?

"Shh. You have to stay quiet," Dawn whispered. Then, she giggled. "Indoor voice." Then, her eyes iced over and she slowly walked up to Kim. "I was gonna exterminate you. It's all I've been able to think of- besides, my upcoming nuptials, of course."

Kim didn't reply. She honestly couldn't think of the perfect adjective to describe Dawn.

"But I'm gonna give you a choice. Walk away from Jason or- BANG BANG- get taken away from him. What's it gonna be?" Dawn asked in a dangerous tone.

Whew! Stay tuned. Cya. ;-)