Hi everyone, sorry it has taken so long again for me to update. I had surgery on my arm (had over 20 of them so far) and had complications from it and ended up back in hospital so it has been really hard for me to concentrate on writing. I hope you like this chapter. Same as always, I don't own 24 etc...and for adults eyes only:)

Jess had been sitting out in the lounge waiting nervously for Tony and Michelle to appear from the bedroom. Not only had she had a pile of time to think about everything, she had also spoken with the therapist her Dad had organized. Jess had tried to apologise to her parents for what had happened but they stopped her. As sad as they were that Michelle had been on the receiving end and it had been so traumatic for her, they did understand where Jess was coming from. Both Charlie and Natalie were worried about Jess and how she was dealing with everything, one minute she seemed to be ok and the next she would be all over the place. They knew they had their work cut out for them to get Jess, Michelle and Tony all through this ordeal.

When Tony and Michelle finally did walk out, he was helping her stay steady; they gave Natalie and Charlie a big hug. Jess hung back. After a couple moments, Michelle turned her head and they caught eye contact. Immediately Michelle smiled a little for Jess and started to make her way over to her. Jess couldn't believe it, she was sure Michelle would be furious with her. She jumped up from the chair and rushed to Michelle so she wouldn't have to walk so far. They both sat down on the sofa together.

"I'm so sorry Michelle, you have to know I didn't mean what I said..."

"It's ok Jess, I understand."

"No you don't Chelle. You saved us, you were so brave and smart and without you I probably wouldn't be here right now. I didn't mean it when I said that you were not quick enough...it just rolled out of my mouth because I was so frustrated. I didn't know what else to say. I'm so sorry."

Michelle put her arms out and pulled Jess into a hug. "Thanks for saying that Jess, that means a lot."

"I made you feel like you should be ashamed or that Tony or I could be angry at you. I didn't mean to but I heard some of that when you guys were talkking and I feel horrible because it is so far from the truth..."

Michelle could see Jess was getting a little worked up. She cut her off, "Jess, you are right about how I felt but that's not just because of what you said. It is how I have been feeling anyways..."

"How could you think that though? After everything you did?"

Michelle could feel tears welling up in her own eyes. She sat back a little and tried to rub the tears away before they made it down her cheeks. "I don't know. Tony thinks a lot of it is because I am an agent. I mean, I just feel like my job, the thing I have spent my whole life working for is about catching the 'bad guys' and looking after people. I know we got out alive from Sam and Ashley but we didn't get away unharmed or...or...without consequence I guess. I wanted to be able to protect you more from that ordeal. And if I can't even look after myself in a situation like that then how am I meant to let other people trust me with their life?"

As she finished talking she felt Tony's hands land on her shoulders. He kissed the top of her head. "Sweetheart, you are placing far too much unrealistic pressure on yourself. Remember when I asked you if you felt disappointed in me when I came back to the office with broken bones or black eyes?"

She nodded her head and looked up at him. "Yeah."

"And you said no. What makes this any different?"

Jess took Michelle's hand. "Yeah, jeez Chelle, I was there remember, I saw everything that happened and you couldn't have done anything better."

Michelle looked down. "I know, I know I was just trying to explain to Jess that was how I was thinking before."

Tony just tightened his grip on her shoulders and lent down and kissed her again. He wasn't convinced at all that Michelle had changed her train of thought. He knew she hadn't but he wasn't going to upset her now by pushing it. He smiled and winked at Jess over Michelle's head, hoping that would be enough for Jess to just go along with everything. Fortunately it worked. Jess squeezed her hand, "Well I just really wanted to apologise for losing my temper with you and for talking to you like that. You have been amazing to me, I don't want to ruin what we have."

That was exactly what Michelle needed to hear to pull her back out of the little hole she has started to slip into. She smiled at Jess. "It won't, I promise you. Let's just forget it even happened."

"Thank you."

Tony leant down between them with a big goofy grin on his face. "Ok, come on let's order some food and..." He was going to say that they had something to tell them but he knew Jess would guess and he wasn't about to have that happen to another one of his moments so he just stopped talking and started making his way back to his parents.

Jess was helping Michelle up. As they stood, before they started walking, Michelle leaned in and whispered quietly to Jess. "One day I'll be able to tell you what happened Jess, I promise. I completely understand why you feel the way you do, I would be the same. I'm just not ready to say it out loud like that yet, I can barely even think straight about it and telling Tony was the hardest thing I have ever had to do..."

Jess nodded her head. She really appreciated Michelle telling her all of that. "Thanks Chelle. I do understand that a lot better now. Just know how sorry I am for what you went through and whether you ever tell me or not, I am always here for you."

The hugged again and started making their way back over to join everyone else.

Tony and his parents had ordered up a pile of food for them. He had slid his arm around Michelle and they stood in front of his family. Just like when he had announced the baby news, his voice went all shaky and broken but he had stood tall and proud and said it with the biggest smile on his face. He left out some of the details about how he had asked Michelle, no one else needed to know what an intimate and heart wrenching moment that had been. Natalie and Jess had jumped up and down again and they all hugged. Everyone had tears in their eyes as they welcomed Michelle into the family officially. Michelle spent most of the time watching Tony, who looked like he was so happy. She could see the darkness in his eyes though and he carried his body as if he had the weight of the world on his shoulders. She held his hand every chance she could and kissed him softly. He rarely let go of her, half because he didn't want to be apart from her for even a second and the other half because he was helping her to stay steady.

They had opened some champagne and wine. Michelle watched Tony basically skull the first couple of glasses and keep re-filling. She had stuck with juice.

Jess went to hand Michelle a small glass of wine. "Here Chelle, surely you can have a few sips."

Charlie almost knocked the glass over he jumped in so quick grabbing the glass. "No...no way. Sorry but the pain medication Chelle is on is so strong. You absolutely can't mix...sorry."

Michelle shrugged her shoulders and smiled. "That's totally fine."

When the food arrived, they all sat down together and had a huge meal. Michelle was a little sore and struggling to stay comfortable but she did her best. She was the most concerned with Tony who was going through the alcohol like it was a soft drink. She had asked him at one point if he was ok but he assured her he was fine. As he was responding to her she ran her hand through the side of his hair and down his cheek, they held eye contact and she was sure she could see his eyes start to go a little watery and his lip quiver but he managed to recover himself and pushed past the subject as quick as possible.

Tony watched as his Dad helped her to their room so he could give her a pain injection. He had offered to come but she had told him it was fine, she was used to needles now and for him to enjoy himself. It was a good feeling to see Michelle up and around and even smiling. When she had asked if he was ok and then held him like that, he had been about to breakdown. How was it that he could put on a smile and fake his way through anything his whole life and yet here was Michelle who seemed to be able to read how he was feeling with just a look. He wondered how the hell she could do that? How she could be so aware of someone else's feelings. Just another thing he loved about her.

It had been one of the hardest times of his life and Tony was trying to find his feet. He really was the happiest, luckiest guy in the world for Michelle not only marrying him but having his baby but the more he thought about his whole life with her, the more he thought about how close he had been to losing her. He couldn't stand seeing Michelle in so much pain. She tried to put on a good front with everyone as well but he could see she was struggling as well. He thought back to the time they had shared in bed before and it warmed his heart. That was what he needed. To be close to her, as close as possible. He needed her to hold him and let him know things were going to be ok. She had spent a lot of time trying to run that he couldn't help but be scared that this was all going to become too much for her and she would leave. He knew she loved him but she had been through nothing but hell since they had gotten together and he wondered how much more of it she could take. As much as he hated to admit it himself there was a part of him that was afraid he would lose everything.

It was well past midnight but all of their body clocks were all over the place. They sat around talking and playing cards for a couple hours after dinner. Michelle and Tony had teamed up together and she made him laugh the entire time. She didn't understand the rules and was terrible at having any kind of poker face what-so-ever. They got thrashed but no one cared, they were just having fun, although Tony did tell Michelle he would have to work with her on her game and poker face. His parents had laughed that Michelle and Tony should be better than anyone at keeping a straight face and bluffing their way through a situation but Michelle tried to reason that it was the medication keeping her from her 'A' game. Tony had continued to drink the entire night and was more than drunk now. A few times someone made a little comment or asked him if he was ok but he assured them he was fine, just trying to let loose a little. No one wanted to argue with that.

As much as he was still trying to laugh on the outside he was slowly getting worse on the inside. He needed more assurances from Michelle that she felt the way he did, that she wasn't going to try and run and that everything was going to be ok. He told himself to ignore it for now because he was drunk and didn't want to say something he shouldn't but every time she gave him one of her looks or touched him he just about blurted everything out.

They decided to head to their room and maybe put on a DVD in bed. Charlie followed them in to help, check Michelle over and give her some medication. Tony sat on the corner of the bed as he watched his Dad with Michelle. He was glad that he could see how much more comfortable she was with him now. Charlie checked her burns, then her wound on her stomach. He wanted to also check the bruise on her chest. Michelle undid the buttons of her top and lay on the bed. Charlie wasn't happy that the swelling wasn't going down and that the bruise continued to get darker, not lighter.

He turned to Tony, "If this isn't starting to make improvements tomorrow, then I am going to want to take Chelle in for a scan at the clinic."

"What could be wrong?" Tony's words were slurred and drawn out.

Charlie sighed, "I don't know, that's why it needs to be checked. Could be a blood clot...or..." He looked at Tony's expression which had quickly gone to one of panic. He knew Tony was well and truly drunk and he didn't want to get him riled up. "Let's just wait until tomorrow before we worry...ok?"

Tony nodded his head but it was obvious he was upset. Michelle did her top back up and thanked Charlie. "That's ok Michelle. You are probably going to want something more for pain in 4 hours. Even if I am asleep, just have Tony come and get me, ok?"

"Ok, thank you."

Charlie went to leave the room. Something didn't feel quite right, even though he couldn't put his finger on it. Maybe it was just that it was clear Tony was drunk and upset, maybe it was just all of the emotions from the past few days but as he walked out the door he had a feeling in the back of his mind something wasn't right.

Michelle sat up and walked around the bed to Tony who was still sat in the same position staring at the floor. She stood in front of him and ran her hand through his hair. "What's on your mind Tony? Something has been eating away at you for hours now."

He raised his head and looked into her eyes. He didn't have nearly as much control over his mouth or emotions as he wanted right now. "I just want you to be better Chelle. I hate seeing you like this."

She placed her fingers under his chin so he would keep looking at her. "Baby, I am getting better. I'll be back to normal in no time. I don't want you to worry so much..."

"How can I not? Of course I am going to worry about you. Until I know everything is right then..."

"What do you mean by 'right'?"

Tony sighed and closed his eyes. "I know you still blame yourself...I get that you are trying to hear me when I tell you not to but I know you still do."

Michelle could feel herself getting tense. "I'm trying Tony..."

He reached out and grabbed her hands. "I know you are sweetheart. I know. I just can't handle continuing to feel like I am going to lose you or that you are going to walk away."

"But I'm not! I'm right here and I don't want to go anywhere."

He stopped and started a couple times over. He knew it so clearly in his head by trying to make his thoughts form a sentence was feeling impossible. "Do you know what that felt like for me before Chelle? When I had to grab you and hold you so hard?"

"I'm sorry..."

"I could never imagine myself being anything but gentle with you and yet I had to completely overpower you just to hold you. You couldn't even look at me, you just wanted to run."

Michelle dropped her hands from his. As soon as she did it she regretted it because it was only enforcing how Tony was feeling. He sighed and shook his head. "I'm glad you did that Tony. I was scared to death and I was thinking the worst and I didn't know what to do. You did the right thing..."

"I did the right thing to hurt you? Look at what it did to you and what you had to go through because of it..."

"That wasn't your fault Tony. I was acting irrationally. I should have stopped and just listened to you but I was too lost. It's not your fault the stitches ripped."

"But it is because of what my sister said that got you so upset. It is because I am not doing enough to reassure you or make you feel safe enough that you even felt like that in the first place. That is a fact."

"No Tony, no it isn't." Michelle took a step back so she could put her hand on the counter for a little support. She hated seeing Tony so upset. She would do anything in the world to make him feel better right now.

He stood up from the bed and raised his voice. "Look, even now you are moving away from me. What do I need to do Michelle? Tell me and I'll do it."

Michelle walked back over to Tony and put her hands on his chest. "Everything you have been doing is perfect Tony. I couldn't ask for more."

"It's not enough! Tell me what I need to do to make you stay?"

Michelle stopped and stared up into his eyes. They were watery and his voice was full of desperation. Even though she knew he was drunk, she was a little taken back by him. He had been so strong and in control, so sure of everything and yet now he seemed like he had absolutely no control and was consumed with fear. "You really think I am going to leave you?"

"Well if I hadn't basically tackled you before, would you have?"

He had her there. She had no idea what she would have done. She didn't ever for a minute want to leave Tony, she had just wanted to be out of the situation and her initial reaction was to remove herself but she didn't actually ever want to leave Tony. "I don't know what I was even thinking before Tony. Can't you understand I was just frightened? I was thinking that you were disappointed with me, that I had let you all down...I didn't know how to face that, I didn't want to see that look in your eyes that you were ashamed of me." She threw her hands up in the air and raised her voice a little, "God don't you know how much I want you? YOU are the only reason I am getting through any of this...why I even want to get through any of this!"

"Then tell me what to do Chelle? Tell me..."

She cut him off, "NO. Why don't you tell me what you need from me? What can I do to make you feel better? How can I prove to you this is what I want? That you are all I want?"

"I JUST WANT YOU!"

Michelle put her hands back on his chest. He had tears running down his cheeks now and he looked a mess. She lowered her voice. "You have me baby, you have me." She kissed him on the mouth gently. She was completely shocked when he immediately deepened the kiss drawing her straight into him. He pushed her mouth open and wrestled her tongue with his. It was intense and passionate. They stood like this for a few minutes as things became more and more heated. She felt him reach his arm down and pick her up. He didn't break the kiss once as he put her on the bed and climbed on with her.

Tony couldn't keep up with his own actions. He was aware that he had to be so careful with Michelle, but he had never needed this more. He needed to feel her, he needed to have her look at him like she used to and make him feel like she needed him just as much as he needed her. He wished he hadn't drunk so much because then he would have more control. Like his temper, Tony had trouble controlling his emotions and actions at the best of times but now when he had never felt more vulnerable and emotional it was even harder to keep any kind of control.

Michelle let Tony kiss her and take control of the situation. As much as from day one their passion and desire for each other led to these moments where it felt like they couldn't get enough of each other and everything was so intense and heated it was the most powerful feeling in the world, something about this time felt different. It didn't feel like Tony was just turned on and wanted to be with her, it was like he needed this and was trying to make all of his pain and fear go away. He started kissing her neck and ear and making his way down to her shoulder. He impatiently fumbled with the buttons of her shirt to get it open.

They hadn't spoken yet but when Tony got Michelle's shirt open and was confronted again with the sight of the huge handprint on her chest, he lost it. Seeing such a vicious handprint from another man on her body felt like it literally could drive him insane. He growled in frustration and stopped. Michelle didn't know what to do, he wasn't taking his eyes off the mark and the noises coming out of his mouth were now not sounds of passion and excitement, they were of angry and frustration.

"Don't look at it Tony..."

"I'll fucking kill him. I am going to fucking kill him." He started to gently trace the outline of the bruise, his tears were landing on her chest.

Michelle couldn't stand to see the pain in Tony's eyes or the way he was looking at her like that. She needed to distract him. She ran her hands down to the buckle of his pants and started to undo them. At first he moved his body to the side to give her access but as she went to sit up a little to pull them down he stopped her. "No...I don't want you...I didn't mean to pressure you..."

"You didn't...you're not. Stop looking at me like that...I want to make you feel good."

Tony didn't know what the hell to do. Of course he wanted this, he felt like he needed this but as drunk as he was he still had enough wits about him to know this was going to be hard for Michelle and he didn't want her doing anything she wasn't ready for. "I don't know if you are ready sweetheart..."

She was moving now and had his pants pulled down. "Don't you want me to?"

"Of course I do but only for the right reasons. Chelle, I'm sorry I am drunk...I shouldn't have..."

She took him off guard as she took him in her mouth. He let out a loud sigh and his shoulders dropped back onto the bed. She felt unbelievable and it seemed like forever since they had done anything like this. He opened his eyes to see her using her hands to button up her top. His heart sank, "Baby, don't cover yourself." He knew that was his fault. It was because of his reaction to her that she was doing that and it made him feel terrible. "I want to see you..."

She shook her head slightly but didn't stop. She shifted her body a little to get more comfortable. She could tell how much Tony needed this, his entire body was responding to her touch. He had stopped crying and she had managed to calm him down a little bit.

As much as he wanted Michelle to continue, he felt terrible that he had made her feel like she needed to cover up and he didn't want another minute to pass of her feeling that way. He reached for her arms and pulled her body up, forcing her to stop and look at him. "I want to see you." He tried again.

She shook her head. "No you don't. It makes you furious and I understand, I don't want to look at it either."

"Baby, I'm sorry I didn't mean to make you feel that way. Let's..."

"NO Tony. I just want to make you feel good." She pulled out of his hold and went back to what she was doing.

He closed his eyes and tried to think of what the hell to do. She was making his entire body feel amazing and he loved being so close to Michelle again. After a few moments he felt her stop and he opened his eyes and looked at her. She had tears in her eyes and her lip was quivering. They stared at each other for a moment and then she leaned forward and pushed her head into his neck, her voice was quiet and weak, "I love you Tony. I'm not going anywhere, I promise. All I want is to make you happy."

He was so happy that this was happening. Of course he didn't like to see Michelle in tears but this was exactly what he had needed. For her to open up and tell him. He ran his hands through her hair and pulled her in closer. "Thank you sweetheart, thank you. You do make me so happy, happier than I have been my entire life. I just get so scared you won't want all this with me...that everything will become too much for you..."

"Why wouldn't I want all this with you? Why does that scare you so much?"

"Because it feels like since the day we got together nothing but bad shit has happened to you. You have been through hell. What if you decide you can't handle it anymore or that..."

She lifted her head so they could look into each other's eyes. "None of what's happened will change how I feel about you, if anything it has just made me love you more. We get through things together and I wouldn't be able to get through any of this if you were not looking after me." She started to make her way back down his stomach. "I'll do anything to prove to you how much I want you Tony."

He ran his hands through her hair. "But this...are you ok? Are you ready for this? I feel like I just rushed and pushed you to try and make me feel better."

"I do want to make you feel better. I'm not scared of being with you Tony."

He wasn't quite sure of what to make of what she had just said. She was doing this to prove a point, to him and to herself. What she didn't understand was that her words, the way she had just thrown herself into his arms and told him how she felt was exactly the point he needed her to make. He didn't need her to do this to get that across to him, but he sure as hell wanted to be with her. He could see she was shifting her body, trying to get comfortable. "Chelle...you don't need to do this. I can see you're in pain.'

Michelle felt Tony go to put his hands on her to move her so she grabbed his hand and pushed it back down on the bed beside his body. She didn't want to stop. Yes, she was in pain but it was worth it. She was determined to make Tony feel good for him and for herself. There was a part of her that needed to prove to herself that she wasn't going to let Sam ruin what she had with Tony. And if she was really honest with herself seeing the way Tony reacted to her chest made her feel like she had to do something to make him forget it and want her again. He had been so passionate and in the moment but when he saw her chest it was like everything went out the window and all he could see was the bruise. That made her feel sick. How was she ever going to feel sexy for him again? Just thinking about it made her eyes water up. She could hear him telling her he loved her and asking if she was ok, she had only heard a little of what she said because she was too lost in her own thoughts and what she was doing. She became conscious of how hard she was holding his hand down on the bed, he wasn't trying to fight her grip but she was sure it must be surprising him.

They fell back into a rhythm and within a couple of minutes Michelle had Tony on the edge. He told her he was close and she told him how much she loved him and wanted him. Finally she pushed him over the edge and his entire body shook and she could see every muscle in his stomach tense up and his hands gripped the sheets until his knuckles went white. She stayed in the moment with him as he tried to get his breathing back to normal. She had no idea what to do now, or even what to say. There was so much going on that she had no clue. She felt him reach for her and help her to come back up next to him. He gently rolled her so that she was lying on her back.

He leant down and kissed her on the lips. "You are amazing, that was amazing."

"You're amazing Tony. I love you."

"I love you."

Tony broke eye contact and began to undo the buttons on her shirt again. She put her hands over his and stopped him. "No."

"Sweetheart, please, I want to see you."

"You don't want to see that Tony. It's horrible..."

"It's just a bruise and it will go away...I don't care about that..."

Tears rolled down her cheeks. "Of course you do. Before you were totally caught up in the moment and everything was good until you undid my top and saw that. All you could see was the bruise and it made you so angry. You completely stopped and I could tell all you were thinking about was how horrible it was..."

"Cause it upsets me baby. It reminds me of how much you were hurt. It doesn't change how much I want you..."

"You were totally turned off Tony. You think I don't know you don't look at me the way you did before?"

"I was not turned off you sweetheart. How could I ever be turned off you?" His heart was breaking, he knew his reaction had completely made her feel this way.

Her tone was a little sarcastic. "You know, when your fiancé removes your clothes you want to feel good...sexy...like you are...whatever...not that by looking at you, it completely ruins the moment and he..."

His heart fluttered when she referred to him as her fiancé. She hadn't said that yet and it felt amazing. "I just got upset baby. Hey, come on, you just had me so worked up I had no control what-so-ever. Your touch, the way you make me feel is unbelievable. You really think you could push me over the edge like that in just a couple minutes if I was turned off you?"

She just stared at him, unsure of how to respond.

"Is that why you just did that baby? Did you just do that to distract from what was happening and to see if I still wanted you?" He was searching her eyes for answers.

"I don't know...yes a bit I guess. You were so angry and worked up and I wanted you to calm down and just feel good again, even if it was just for a few minutes. If looking at me and touching me was making you feel so shit then I thought that..."

He put his finger to her mouth. "Please don't even finish that sentence. Oh my God, I can't believe I just made you feel that way."

"It's ok Tony, I understand."

He sat up a little over her. "No, no it's not ok. None of this is ok. Sweetheart, I think you are the most stunning woman in the world. Everything about you is completely perfect to me. When I saw that, my reaction was purely because I got so angry just thinking about the pain that bastard had caused you. I was already a bit worked up because Dad seems worried about it and then when I saw it again I just lost my temper with SAM and what he did to you. Not even for a second though, did it make me want you less or feel less attracted to you. God Chelle, you just have to touch me and I lose control. When I get to touch you, or see you I get lost in you straight away, it is like you have some kind of magical powers over me."

"Really?"

He let out a little sigh of relief. "Really...now please let me..." He slowly began to undo the buttons on her top and this time she didn't stop him. Her hands were still clutched to her shirt and so he took them and rested them by her side. He was so gentle with her as he undid each button and then slowly pushed the top to the side. He could tell she was holding her breath. This time, he tried to not even look at the bruise but just concentrate on her chest. He took one last look into her eyes, before lowering his head and softly kissing each breast. It was hard not to go crazy with her like he normally would but he just took his time to take every inch of her in and give her the chance to relax into what he was doing. He could see her stomach rising and falling quickly and he could hear her breathing becoming a little faster. After a few moments he started to use his hands. "God you are beautiful Chelle. I could do this forever."

Michelle felt like she could cry, this time in happy relief. She could tell he wasn't putting on an act for her. The way he was holding her, kissing her and looking at he was real and she could feel it. It allowed her for a few minutes to forget about all of the marks and bruises and not feels so insecure. Eventually he lifted his head and kissed her on the lips and just like this morning when they had first woken up they spent a long time just kissing and holding each other. It was so gentle and loving and exactly what both of them needed. Michelle wouldn't change this feeling for the world. She wasn't well enough for them to make love yet, they both knew that and it felt nice that they didn't have to address it, they just knew it and were grateful to be this close.

After half an hour they had to stop so Tony could take a bathroom break. As he climbed back on the bed with her she asked him if he felt better.

"So much better, this has been incredible. I needed to be close to you."

"I knew you were upset during dinner and everything and that's why you were drinking. I hate seeing you sad."

He kissed her forehead. "I know we have so much to talk about and work through sweetheart but we are getting there. I guess I just need to know that no matter how tough this gets that I am the one you will want to turn to. That you won't want to shut me out or leave. Nothing sends me crazier then thinking I am about to lose you."

"I need to be better at not putting walls up as soon as I freak out or get scared. I am trying so hard but I need you to be patient with me. I've never been through anything like this before and I just don't know how I am meant to deal with it. I'm glad you force me to stay, that's what I need..."

He squeezed her hand. "Well I can promise you this baby. I will never ever let you leave when you are feeling like that. I don't care if we go through this a hundred times until you really learn and understand that you are not alone and we can face this together. I'll catch you every time, I'll hold you and not let you go for as long as I have to. I know it is not something that is going to change overnight but I am telling you know...I don't care what I have to do, I won't let you leave like that."

"Thank you Tony. Do you believe me though when I say I don't want to be anywhere but with you? That when I do that it is just because I am scared...not for any other reason?"

He nodded his head. "Yeah, I do."

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