Chapter 3

She hated the woods normally they brought up too many memories of that night. Garcia wasn't wrong with what had happened but she made it sound quick and painless when in reality it had been anything but. JJ continued to walk as the memories she had fought to control battled with her mind.

They had been hiking on one of Peters' little bonding activities. It was exactly 7 years since Shelby had found Mellissa and both girls needed to get out of the camp. Scott insisted on escorting them on their walk. They had ben joking, despite the occasion Shelby had been happy for once in her life. Then from nowhere it had changed.

Walt had come of the woods holding a gun. He had been watching them the whole time. He'd forced them all to walk, off course for over an hour before he had stopped them. There appeared nothing special about the area. Dead leaves layered the floor, a broken log lay nearby. Trees littered the area. In the coldness of winter they stood dark and threatening. Pointing the gun at her head he had forced them all to undress even Scott. Scott was young, brave and impulsive one of the things that had attracted Shelby to him. He'd tried to jump him. Walt had easily thrown him off beating him up until Scott was barely conscious. With them all naked he'd walked to the fallen log. From inside he retrieved a rope and then forced Shelby to tie up both Jess and Scott before he had tied her up. With all of them restrained he took his time. First he raped Jess taking his time. She had been forced to watch helplessly, she desperately tried to get free but to no avail. Then it was her turn. Scott was conscious by this point, he fought for all he was worth against the bindings to no avail. Walt took his time. Ensuring that Scott could see everything he made sure that he would ever want her again.

JJ shuddered as she remembered the hurt and disappointment in Scott's eyes as Walt made her answer the question, "How many Shelby? Tell me or I kill them both"

"123" Even now the number made her shudder with disgust. Despite the situation Scott had still looked disappointed and slightly sickened.

"I'm sorry Scott" Shelby had apologised. He didn't have chance to reply. Using there distraction Walt had taken the gun and shot him almost point blank. JJ could still feel the warm stickiness of his blood as it splattered onto her face as his chest exploded. How Walt laughed at Jess's screams while she sat too shocked to do anything. To numb to scream as the only man she had ever loved, the only man who could love up died in less than a second.

Then it was Jess. This time he put the gun down straddling her and slowly wrapped his hands around her delicate throat squeezing tightly. Shelby fought desperately to save her, begged him to stop, and offered to do or say anything, as she watched Jess turn purple, then just when she thought it couldn't get worse the colour faded. Jess stopped fighting. Walt still held on until there was no chance she was alive.

"Just me and you now Shel" he'd commented. Rolling off Jess's limp body he crawled over. "You were always my favourite kitten. Mellissa was weak, she couldn't handle it"

"You killed Jess" Shelby choked out.

"I had to kitten I told you if told anyone I would kill her and you told." Walt began stroking her face.

"You promised you wouldn't hurt Jess" Shelby muttered.

"I didn't hurt her kitten she enjoyed it" Walt protested, "Just like you did, just like Mellissa did"

"Mellissa killed herself because she couldn't handle you touching her anymore" Shelby screamed, he slapped her. "I won't hear you badmouthing me" his hands wrapped around her throat. He began squeezing her throat. Unable to fight with her hands tied she was powerless to fight him and part of her didn't want to either. He had taken everything good in her life. There was nothing left to live for. With that in mind she closed her eyes ready to die.