Once Junior knew all that had happened to Kris in the past year, any barrier that had been between them was taken down.

"Kris, you need to tell me who the senator is whose son tried to murder you," Junior persisted. He'd been saying this for ten minutes. Her reply was always the same.

"No, I can't. Junior, I love-loved him. I can't turn him in."

"You won't. I will."

"Junior-" Junior had already opened his laptop and begun searching.

"Axel…son of…Oh my holy crap." He shut the laptop immediately, his face pale. Kris tried to keep herself from crying. "Kris, this is Laura's brother. That means that Laura…!" Junior looked to Kris, but her face was hidden within her knees. "Dang it!" He slammed his fist into the wall. "Laura tried to kill you!"

"Junior," I hadn't any words to follow up with, just his name. It seemed to calm him slightly, but he still looked at me with rage.

"Why didn't you tell me that it was Laura who tried to kill you?" he asked, obviously more upset than angry that his wife had attempted, and almost succeeded, murder.

"What was I supposed to say?" Kris snapped back. "You wife tried to kill me? Who would you believe?"

"You!" he assured her. "It's always been you!"

"Then why did you marry her to begin with?" Junior shook his head in frustration.

"I thought that once I was married to her-"

"All of your problems would disappear." He nodded.

"But they didn't, I still wanted you-more than anything." Kris looked down at her IV, then pulled it out. As she began getting up, Junior stopped her.

"Kris, no, you can't leave," he insisted, forcing her back into the hospital bed. She shook her head stubbornly. "We're not done talking."

"About what?"

"What we're going to do next."

"What are we going to do next?" she questioned. He looked out the hospital window, then put his hand over her own.

"Live."

"Is it worth it?" Junior smirked, then kissed Kris' cheek.

"Yes."

"It's complicated," she stated, he nodded. Suddenly, a look crossed his face that Kris couldn't place, then he began acting silly.

"I see a divorce in someone's future," he mocked. "And a new love soon after." She smiled unwillingly.

"How do you think Laura will take it?" Junior's face fell.

"Hopefully I won't have to find out. I'm going to call the lawyer, and he can tell her." Kris nodded. "I should go call now."

As Junior went off to call his lawyer, Kris wondered what changes this would bring about. What would Laura do to her if she found out that Kris was connected. Kris' spine began tingling, and she began shaking. The same thing would happen, only she'd lose Junior this time. She'd already lost Wildfire, she wasn't about to lose him. When Junior returned, she begged him not to divorce Laura.

"What the heck are you talking about?" he inquired, thinking that she was insane.

"Junior, what happens if she comes to get me again, only this time you're the one who dies?" He let out a deep sigh.

"I won't let anything happen to you," he promised her. "Or me." She forced a smile. "In fact, I think for your own safety, you should come live with me."

"What? Why?"

"The Ritter's house isn't…it doesn't have great security. My house has the works." Kris nodded. "So you'll come stay with me?" She nodded.

"And, at least I'll get away from Matt." Junior smiled.

"Matt's not all bad, you know? He just wants to be with you."

"Well, that's not what I want."

"Obviously," Junior agreed. Kris then began getting out of bed again.

"Kris, no-" Kris wouldn't have it this time.

"You're officially getting a divorce?" He nodded. "Then I'm not waiting any longer in this stupid hospital." Junior couldn't suppress a smile. "I've been waiting for a year to be with you, I'm not letting death stand in my way."

They slowly made their way out of the hospital, despite doctor's advice. Kris and Junior were finally going to be together, if they had anything to say about it. However, they were greeted with an awful surprise upon arriving at Junior's house.