Author's Note: Sorry that it has been a while since I've written anything and I really don't have an excuse, sometimes I feel like writing and sometimes I have so much going on. I'm trying to get healthy and to lose weight so I'm exercising and always on Skype with one of my friends. Right now I have some time to update and I want to thank those that are still commenting on it, your comments make me smile.

This one is also longer than the others that I have written and tell me what you think :)!

Also, September I'm going to be going back to school. On the fifth, it'll only be two classes and for two days a week. So, I will be busy with homework and everything else. I'm also trying to find a job too. So so much is going on.

"Did you see the way he was smiling?" Daniel asked Betty over lunch as they were putting the final touches on the launch book and launch magazine presentation. Chopsticks held between his fingers as he chews the bite of chicken fried rice with shrimp.

Betty nodded, always was raised not to talk with her mouth full, swallowing the bite before she began to talk.

"Yeah I did and it made me uncomfortable. It makes me think that your mom is right about something going on. There is something fishy about Mr. Dunne."

"My mom said that there is something going on?" Daniel asked as he took a sip of his red wine, the bottle sitting in a bucket of ice between them.

Betty nodded sheepishly, because she had meant to tell him but forgot it when they got busy and she had started to freak. It was pushed to the back of her mind as the magazine took over and the rush to finish it proceeded that.

"Why didn't you tell me?" He asked her, he wasn't mad but he would have loved to know what his mom thought about Dunne, because usually she was right about people.

"She just thought that it was weird that he had offered me the job here so quickly, it came out of the blue. I didn't think anything about it because he's been nice to me and he's been helping me along the way. I just thought maybe somebody had finally seen my talent."

Daniel slid his hand across the table and took hers in his and gave it a squeeze, "Betty you know everyone has seen your potential and all that you could do. Even I did, why do you think that I had your release forms burned. Of course I wanted you to stay with me but I didn't want you far away either. I offered you those promotions, because I know your talent and what you want to do. Of course it was also for selfish reasons, but I've learned that I had to let you go. Don't think we're all blind to your talents because we're not."

Betty looked to Daniel shocked at his confession, because she really had thought he didn't see all that she could do. She thought he only had seen her as his assistant and best friend and that was how it was always going to stay. In fact, she never thought Daniel had loved her and always thought he was just trying to protect her, that is why it was such a shock to see him in London and how he practically gave everything up for her; a fact that she still felt guilty about. She felt as if it were her fault and it always plagued her mind and made her want to go back. She didn't want Daniel to lose everything, but he kept telling her that he wanted to do this. The only thing that Betty could do is trust him and let him do things his own way, she knew that Daniel could do it. That still didn't stop the guilt that would consume her.

After their dinner, both went their separate ways, to their own homes no matter the pull that they feel towards each other. Both of them had agreed to take it slow and that is what they were going to do, they wanted to build up their relationship; which was something new for Daniel. He was used to getting things that he wanted, especially Molly. Of course he quit his ways of being a player and he is a better man, but he was still used to getting things. He wasn't spoiled, not as much as he was when Betty first met him. He had grown, yet she was still scared that he could back at anytime.

Those were the thoughts as she sat on the couch, eating a frozen meal. It was a Healthy Choice meal and it wasn't all that bad, but she hated how small it was. She wished that she could go back to the way she ate before, but nothing could ever measure up to her father's food. It was all she could think about, that and restaurant food. Of course she was eating another meal but she was hungry and she couldn't sleep, food was her comfort. She didn't think it would hurt since it was healthier anyway.

One of her favorite movies was playing on the tv and she curled up with her phone on the coffee table, a small smile on her face; this one bit of relaxation making her happy. She hadn't been able to relax since she got to London, not even before she went to sleep. She was always working then, but with Daniel here things are way ahead of schedule and she found she had more time to do things at night.

Right now that consisted in watching tv and dozing off, until she heard her phone vibrate on the table. She groaned and picked up the phone and flipped the top screen open, revealing that she had a text from Amanda. She cursed the girl in her head, because apparently her blond, friend didn't grasp the idea of different time zones.

Mandy:

Heyyyy, B...do you think you could send me back that one shirt I let you borrow?

Betty rolled her eyes, wondering what shirt her friend is talking about; she didn't even remember ever borrowing a shirt. The only time she did was when she let Amanda make her over, and then, only then, she used a shirt from her fat days.

Me:

Amanda, do you know what time it is here? You woke me up. I don't have your top...are you drunk?

Betty sent that, thinking that it didn't hurt to ask because she wouldn't put it past her friend. Once Amanda sent her a picture of her with her top raised, Marc had probably took the picture, the caption was, 'Does this look familiar?' She knew that they were teasing her about the time that she had flashed her ex, Gio.

Mandy:

Are you sure? I could have sworn that you had borrowed it from me...

Betty read the text but her eyes were getting heavy, she couldn't hold them open anymore and she let sleep over take her, her body exhausted and her mind just wants to shut down. Her body sinking into sleep and a dream that would scare her to the core and make her rethink a lot of things that happened.

She was running through Dunne and an evil laugh followed her, her heart racing. Mr. Dunne stood behind her with a huge smirk on his face.

"You know you were just a pawn in my game. You and Daniel, well I didn't expect to have Daniel but he was just an added bonus. Now Meade publications will crumble and Dunne Publishing will be the largest publisher. Our newest American office opening in the Meade building. Your poor, poor boyfriend will have nothing. Everything will be pulled out from under him."

Mr. Dunne let out a menacing laugh as he turned into a snake, his eyes turning into slits and his tongue beginning to fork as he slithers towards her, his fangs bared and ready to bite, ready to sink into her neck. That is when Daniel jumped in front of her, fangs sinking into his neck.

Betty let out a scream and tried to claw at the snakes face, Dunne's laugh echoing around them on the wind, thunder and lightening crashing, as Daniel falls to the ground. The heavy rain began to fall from the sky as Betty rushed to his side; them being the only two there now.

"Daniel please don't leave me," she sobbed, her shoulders shaking with each deep breath that she is taking. "I love you, please!"

"I..." he paused taking a pained breath as the venom sank into his body, "Love you, too." He finished before his head turned to the side and he took his last breath.

"NO!" She screamed as she sat up in bed, the couch soaked in her sweat and tears, her face looking like a mess because her make up was running and someone was knocking on her door.

Her heart was beating fast and it felt like someone was pounding on drums, the knocking getting even more frantic, the other person becoming impatient or must have heard her scream. Either one, Betty had a feeling that this dream was a premonition about something, but she doesn't know what.