Chapter 28.

-ONE YEAR LATER-

*KATIE'S POINT OF VIEW*

I glanced to my side.

9:00am.

I turned to look back up at the white blank ceiling.

Today was the day.

The anniversary of Terry's death and all the events that followed.

As I lay there in silence (the only sound that could be heard was Toby's gentle breathing) I reminisced over everything that happened this exact day last year and everything that came after that.

After I witnessed Terry lying motionless on the floor I cried until no more tears could form. It was a peculiar mix of emotions. I was crying because I didn't know how I'd manage. I spent my entire life worrying about Terry and watching my back...and now I didn't need to anymore. It would be like a completely new life. How could I deal with that? I was so used to being afraid and now I didn't need to be anymore. How could I adjust to that?

After Terry's body was collected me and Toby were brought down to the police station to both recall what we knew of the events. We weren't under any suspicion- they knew exactly what the situation was and already knew he broke in to our home uninvited and that Toby was recording a confession. They told me I could go back to my original identity but I declined the offer- I was Katie Myra. Not Kimberley Morgan. Kimberley Morgan was my past self- the self living in fear. Now I'm almost like a new life form.

In the end they managed to track down Terry's friend, whom of which was the one who followed me to Los Angeles and told Terry of my whereabouts. He was taken to court but released on bail. This angered Toby and I but fortunately for us he was later caught drink driving; therefore ending up in prison for a while. It wasn't a very long time but it was enough to teach him a lesson.

Toby always assured me that Terry got what was coming for him and he paid the real price. To him I nodded and agreed with this but silently I believed all the contrary. I was the one who had to spend my whole life suffering physically and emotionally because of my so called father and even when I'm old and grey I'll carry these scars. I'll carry these scars to my grave.

But Terry? He got the quick and easy way out. He didn't pay the consequences- instead he took the coward's way out.

Fool. And I knew from not only his mistakes but my mother's too to know I would never ever treat my child like that when I became a Mother.

Life after that incident was difficult at first but it got easier. In the end me and Toby couldn't be happier and we enjoyed one another's presence. We never argued or fell out about anything.

I never used to believe in true love and soul mates but I definitely do now.

As for a job, I actually ended up creating a YouTube account which later led to me becoming a partner. Within Toby's vlogs and the Rayman series the audience became very curious of me and begged me to set up an account. It was Toby's idea to suggest it to me seriously and make money from it. At first I was very reluctant and felt so many negatives and disadvantages towards the project. But as I read the comments the audience said about me (they even set up a petition on Twitter for me to create an account) it gave me all the confidence I needed to begin.

And now I couldn't ask for a better job.

I ran my fingers through my hair and looked over at Toby. He was still sound asleep and I dared not to wake him. He had stayed up way in to the early hours of the morning to edit his gaming videos.

Then the nausea hit me.

As I had done the previous few days I ran to the bathroom and threw up. It was becoming a bit of a regular thing for me and fortunately it had never become apparent to Toby.

When I finally finished being sick in to the toilet I flushed it and leaned against the bath trying to get my breath back. Gryphon approached padding over to me in concern and I held him close to my body.

"I need to tell him don't I?" I asked rhetorically to Gryphon. He just licked my face in response.

"Where are you taking me?!" Toby asked grinning bouncing up and down in his seat. I was currently driving his car with him in the passenger seat and I was leaving where we were going as a surprise.

"Calm down; you're like a little child!" I expressed laughing and to play up to the label he started to bounce up and down in his seat more and more repeating:

"Are we there yet?! Are we there yet?!"

Eventually we were there. I pulled up in to the car park and held Toby's hand as he followed to where I was going.

"But moooomyyyy, I want to know where we are going!" he complained and I rolled my eyes and carried on.

Not long after we arrived at our destination and Toby beamed in delight.

We were currently standing outside Rogue Cafe.

Toby kissed my forehead. "Aww, this was where we met! You're very thoughtful"

"I know" I joked and opened the door for us to go in.

We both ordered the exact drinks we ordered the day we met. Me, a latte, and Toby, an espresso.

Conducting my plan together I chose a table over in the corner slightly away from everybody else and we sat down drinking our drinks.

Toby ran his finger around his mug absently. "I guess you know as well as I do what the date is" he said quietly.

I nodded. "A year since Terry died"

We went silent for a while and I plucked up the courage to say what I had to say.

Now it was my time to run my finger absently around my mug.

"Actually, I brought you here today for a reason. Rogue Cafe is a symbolic part of our relationship and I figured this was the perfect place to tell you"

Toby looked thoroughly confused and I knew there was no backing out now.

Leaning over I dropped an object in to Toby's hands and whispered slowly in his ear.

He didn't reply at first. He just stared straight in front of him without any response before looking down at the object I placed cautiously in to his grasp.

He studied it for a bit and for a moment I thought he didn't feel the same away about the news as I did.

But to dismiss my judgement he shot up off his chair and jumped in the air screaming causing everybody to stop and stare.

"I'M GOING TO BE A DADDY!"