One Month Later

Abbey Maitland:It has been a month since Abbey had seen her friends. She was worried for them. The last time she saw Connor Temple he was laying on the floor in his room, before he, and Hilary Becker had been sentenced to death. She hadn't seen Becker at the time because he was down in the basement.

But the look of relief on Connor's face worried her. Was he happy he was going to be killed or was he to smart for his own brain that he didn't know what 'dispose' was. No he knew. Sneered the annoying, squeaky little voice in the back of her head, that just pops up to piss her off. And he was happy about it too. This voice knew how to get her started.

Shut up, she threatened. She wasn't going to let this voice bother her, not now not while she was in such a dangerous position. Abbey, Abbey, Abbey. Do you want to know why he was happy to leave earth? Abbey scrunched up her fist in the bubbly water, where she was washing the dishes. She had been taken from Connor's side into town where she acted like a housewife to her father. She cleaned cooked and went to bed. She refused to sleep in the bed with him so she slept on the floor with a thin blanket. Shut it, or god so help me. She felt a sharp pain in her hand when the plate she was holding snapped cutting her palm. The obnoxious little voice ignored her of course and continued. He was glad to be free of you, you, you. That did it Abbey snapped. SHUT UP SHUT UP 'SHUT UP!' the last one came out in a scream. Anger gripping her she threw both halves of the plate at the wall where they shattered instantly, with a chorus of swears escaping her lips.

She couldn't stop the swearing or the shattering of objects. All the anger from the last month was boiling together. She cursed her father and Helen for bringing them here. She cursed Helen for her plan and Jerry for hurting her friends and nearly killing Connor. Helen's plan, Connor. Then it dawned on her. She still needed him to make her device to destroy the human race. He's still alive. She won't kill him. Abbey's heart leapt for joy. A massive smile slowly spread across her face as she shouted 'He's alive, he's alive!' She started jumping up and down, splattering bubbles everywhere while spinning in a circle.

Calming down Miss Maitland looked around her. The place was a right mess, shattered glasses, plates and other ornaments all over the floor. Water and bubbles soaked the floor, it was impossible to walk somewhere without slipping. Oh no. she thought sadly. How am I supposed to get this mess cleaned up before he comes home? Abbey slipped and slid across the room to where the brooms and mops stood. She quickly grabbed one and tried to sweep away the glass. It was useless she couldn't sweep away the glass while the floor was wet and she couldn't mop the floor while it was covered in glass.

She carefully walked to the door and shouted up the stairs 'Jenna?' Jenna was another maid she was very young, only fourteen Abbey trusted her, the young girl reminded her of herself at that age, always frightened of what was to come around the corner. She had been kind to the older blond when she first arrived. Unlike the others who gave her filthy looks as if she was something that belonged under the earth.

When no one answered Abbey tried again 'Jenna I need you in kitchen now please'. She heard a 'humph' come from one of the maids passing. The servants weren't meant to talk to each other it was one of Jerry's rules. Abbey thinks it's so the things he did to that particular girl didn't get around. 'NOW, JENNA!' Abbey was getting impatient, she didn't like being kept waiting, and they got punished if what wasn't wanted getting done wasn't done. She heard a quiet voice shout back down the stairs 'Be there in a sec Abbs'. That was all she needed to hear. She turned on her heel and walked back into the kitchen. It looked messier than it did when she left. The dinning table was over turned with a leg missing. The bubbly sink was over flowing shoved through a closed window was one of the kitchen chairs.

'That little witch!' Abbey hissed more to herself. The woman who had 'humphed' her came in while she was calling for Jenna to come down had and destroyed the room. The two girls weren't going to be able to tidy all this in time.

When I get my hands on that old cow I'm goanna.

She never got to know what she was going to do to the old maid because Jenna had just ran into the room sliding into the table.

'Jesus Abbey what the hell did you do?' She scolded in a whisper, picking herself of the wet floor. Her short brown hair was greasy and cut off in some places, above her left eye was a long bleeding cut, her skinny frame looked so frail like she could break at any moment. She had told Abbey when the young blond moved in that she wasn't allowed to eat as punishment for trying to run away. Abbey noticed that her sapphire blue eyes were full of sadness, fear and longing for home.

Abbey stretched out her arms to the wet brunette who entered her embrace gladly. Abbey stroked her new friend's hair and whispered 'was it Jeffery again?' Jenna nodded and began to cry.

'h-He s-s-snuck up on me while I was changing the sheets in the main room and h-he'. Abbey listened to her horrific story. When she arrived at the house over a month ago Abbey had learned not to trust Jeffery. He was friends with her father and he just came to the house to goggle at the girls alone. If you didn't do what he wanted he got very violent. He liked to pick on Jenna because she was the youngest and couldn't defend herself. The amount of times Abbey had found the poor youngster hiding in the corner of a room crying and beaten with her clothes all torn to shreds. She felt sorry for her but they had work to do.

'Jenna calm down, it's ok, if we don't get this place tidied up before Jerry comes home worse will happen to the two of us, ok.' Jenna nodded in understanding and started clearing away the shattered glass from the window.

The two girls had just finished clearing away the glass from the dried floor when two doors burst open at the same time. Abbey and Jenna jumped away from each other, just as Jeffery walked in from the hall and Abbey's father came through the front door. Jerry took one look at his upturned table and his broken window when anger flashed across his face.

'Abigail and Jennifer Jones, what have you done?' he roared flinging himself at the girls. Abbey was confused Jennifer Jones? That's what she wanted to name her daughter, after her mother. Abbey heard a scream and a loud thud followed by Jeffrey's laughter. The young blond swung around to see her friend struggling on the floor with Abbey's giant father on top of her reaching for her neck. Abbey couldn't take it anymore. She screamed, rushing over to aid her struggling friend. She kicked her father, who was so shocked he fell of Jenna, who got to her feet as quick as lightening. She was about to run to Abbey, when Jeffrey whacked her across the head so hard she fell again, dazed. Jeffrey knelt down on top of her and started to undo her dress. Jenna regained her strength and kneed him in the stomach winding him. He fell off the teenage gasping for air. Jenna scrambled to her feet and ran to hide behind Abbey.

Abbey grabbed her hand and they both ran to the door. Nearly there Abbey thought. They didn't reach the door though because the two men had recovered and leapt on the two girls. Abbey knew what to do she remembered having a conversation with Caroline, Connor's ex-girlfriend.

'I notice you do a lot of scissor kicks' Caroline said. 'And scissor kicks won't be enough to disable your opponent.' Abbey glared at the girl she really didn't like her.

'Really, excuse me,' Caroline continued pushing Abbey aside to get closer to the punch bag. 'Really you should be looking to catch them in the throat area. Like err'. She spun around lifting her leg and kicked the very top of the bag and said very smug 'Like that'. Abbey remembers thinking of strangling the woman as she continued 'your way he gets a few bruises, but my way he's chocking on the floor'.

That is exactly what she did on her father, the exact same grace and movement as Caroline. Her foot connected with Jerry's throat and he fell to the floor. Dead. She stood staring at her worst nightmares body for a few seconds, before she heard a roar of fury and a scream. She flung herself aside just in time to see a blur of blond and brown hair falling out the shattered window.

'Jenna!' Abbey screamed running to the window. Hanging of the ledge with one hand was Jenna, a huge sigh of relief washed over her Abbey. She grabbed Jenna's arms with both her own and pulled.

'Abbey'.

Abbey looked down into the girl's sad eyes. They were full of lost hope.

'Abbey, let me go. Please, just save yourself'.

Abbey felt the tears rolling down her cheeks. She wasn't going to loose this girl again. It had dawned on her when her father had called Jenna Jennifer Jones. Abbey was twenty five and she was eleven when she had a daughter, the girl hanging out the window had her blue eyes and her fathers brown hair, and Jenna had said she grew up here.

'I will not leave you here'. Abbey whispered mustering all her strength and pulled. Together the two girls got Jenna back into the room. Once her feet hit the ground she flung herself into her mother's open arms and together they fled the house with nobody to stop them.

so Abbey's daughter is still alive and well, sort of.

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