It had been three months since Lisa left. John really missed her. He tried calling her cell phone but the number was disconnected. He blamed himself for letting her leave. He thought he should've fought harder to get her to stay. He thought about her every night. He wondered, was she ok? Did she have a place to sleep at night? Was she safe? Those were questions that would forever go unanswered unless he could contact her somehow. Lisa had hitchhiked to California. She'd been there for about two months. She would often think of John. She couldn't believe it but she actually missed him. It was weird for her. She wasn't used to caring about anyone. One of the reasons she left was because she could feel herself starting to care about John. One thing she wasn't doing was going back. Lisa was walking the streets trying to make a couple bucks. She saw someone who was also a prostitute.

"Hey Diane." She said.

"Hey Lisa."

"How have you been?"

"Oh you know same old same old."

"I haven't seen you since Colorado."

"Yeah." "How you end up here?"

"I took a business deal from a guy." "It was a big mistake."

"Why?"

"I tried to act like a normal person and I'm not."

"What's the hell's normal anyway?"

"Damned if I know." A car pulled up.

"See ya." Diane said getting into the car.

"Bye." A few minutes later another car pulled up. Lisa walked up to it. "Hey sweetheart, wanna have some fun."

"Get in."

They found an alley and parked. They were in the back seat. She was on top with her eyes closed.

"John." She moaned out.

"What?" The man said.

"Nothing." After they were finished they got back in the front. "That'll be a hundred dollars."

"Yeah right." The man said.

"Come on give me my money."

"Get out of my car."

"I'm not going anywhere until you give me my money."

"Fuck off."

"Listen you bastard, you knew the deal." "You owe me a hundred dollars."

"Bitch get the fuck out of my car!"

"Fuck you!" He punched her in the face. They started to fight.

It was late at night John was asleep his cell phone started to ring.

"Hello?" He said tiredly.

"Mr. Cena?" A woman asked.

"Yes."

"This is doctor Fields at Mercury Hospital in California." "Do you know a woman by the name of Lisa Carson.

"Yes."

"She's asking for you." She says she wants to see you."

"Is she ok?"

"She's been beaten."

"Oh my god." "I'm in Washington." "Will you please tell her I'll be there as soon as I can?"

"Sure will."

John packed his stuff and headed to the airport. He took the Red Eye flight. He made it there in about five hours. He opened the door to her room. She wasn't looking in his direction but she could see there was a cast on her left arm.

"Lisa." He said. She looked at him. Her nose was broke. From her nose being broken she had two black eyes. "Oh my god, Lisa."

"John." She said tearfully. They hugged. "I'm sorry I just didn't have anyone else to call."

"It's ok." "Who did this to you?"

"One of my customers." "He ripped me off." "When I tried to get the money he beat the shit out of me."

"Did you talk to the cops?"

"No."

"You need to."

"I'll be arrested." "I don't wanna go to jail."

"It's ok." "Just relax ok." "You're gonna come home with me and everything's gonna be fine."

"Thank you for coming."

"I'm staying here with you tonight."

"You don't have to."

"I want to."