Hmm, I'm rubbish at updating regularly aren't I?? Sorry!! :) Forgive me? Good.

The police officers closed the door behind them and I turned to David. We were alone. Finally.

His arms opened widely and he gave me a small smile. I gave a tiny smile back and wrapped my arms around him, feeling suddenly so much better than I'd originally felt.

"I hated that," I whispered into his chest. "I hated the way they looked at us, like it was our fault. It's not like we asked for her to do that to you! She's just crazy."

"Shhh, Sharona," David soothed. He hadn't called me Sharona in such a long time, since we'd started going to college. It calmed me somehow; it took me back to the days when we were so much younger and so much more assured of our love. So assured that we would be forever. "It'll be okay, I promise. They'll catch her, they'll put her away, and we can move on with our lives. Together."

my eyes closed and I melted into his embrace. David would never know how much I loved him. Being with him, in his arms, I would feel safer than I ever would with anyone else. While I was with him, I felt as though, even though the world was off-kilter, it'd be okay, because we were okay. It was pathetic and only someone else who loved someone like I loved David would ever be able to understand. I was almost ashamed to love someone this much, but it was undeniable. After all these years, after all those tribulations, we were okay. Or, we would be, once Katie was in jail.

A part of me was worried that that wasn't going to happen, though. I knew the police were trying as hard as they could, but the accusing look in their eyes that we were lying to them about something, their suspicions over why David stayed with her ... they just made me feel as though we wouldn't be safe. That they wouldn't work hard enough to capture her.

"Hey," David whispered, interrupting my thoughts. "It'll be okay, I told you. Don't worry. The police will do everything they can."

I nodded, sighing. I wish I could be as optimistic as him.

I helped him out of the car and he winced slightly in pain. The doctors had discharged David that very morning and we had just arrived at our hotel. Neither of us really fancied going back to our apartment, because Katie had been in that place. I'd already called our landlord and explained to him that we wouldn't be coming back, and David's mother and mine had got together to move our stuff into storage.

David's father was willing to pay for our hotel, as usual, saying he wanted his son to feel as comfortable as possible after leaving the hospital. David was, of course, still in serious pain, but we were hoping after a lot of rest and spending a LOT of time with me, he'd begin to feel a lot better. I figured that if I talked enough to him, filling him with enough info, then he'd be sure to forget about the pain. Hey, it could work.

David and I entered our hotel room, seeing that there was already two bags in the room, probably from my mother who I'd asked to put some clothes together for me and David. I looked at David, and saw the tell-tale sign of fatigue in his face. I led him over to bed and held him as he fell asleep, resting his head on my shoulder.

I looked at his face; he was already sleeping soundly. Maybe it was just nice for him to be near be, to sleep next to me again. That hospital couldn't have been too nice for him.

His face twisted into a small smile and he held me tighter. His face told me what I needed to do.

I needed to exact revenge.

I know it's a filler chapter, but the excitement will be coming again soon. (:

Kayleigh X