I am back! ! ! I am sorry for the delay and I thank for everyone's patience. Unfortunately my beta reader's life has become incrediable busy. And my computer decide to screw me again. It caught a virus and by the time, I got rid of it, everything was gone. Yes, the story, the chapters ready to post and the sequel for the story that I was working was gone.

And yes, I am planning a sequel for the story which is interesting considering half the time, I have no idea of where this story takes me.

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Chapter #61

Ashley stepped inside the elevator. As it rode down, other people stared at her because she was only wearing a robe and no shoes. She glared back at them, not giving a shit about this. She looked down in her hands, seeing Reid's cell and his wallet. She knew that she shouldn't have picked his pocket. But as far as she knew both her purse and cell phone were still at the police station, she didn't really have much of a choice.

She walked out into the lobby, again ignoring the stares She headed outside, walking in no particular direction. Her hip was screaming in pain. She knew that she was going to wreck it again, but she couldn't exactly stop and take care of it.

She started dialing his phone and then stopped. She realized that she had no idea of whom to call. She could call Darcy, except he was upstairs and so was Harry.

"I got to start trusting more people," she muttered to herself. She ran her hand through her hair, pulling it away from her face.

She hated the fact that she had to turn to her best friend for help. She couldn't solve this on her own. But her way was to dump the man that she loved and wanted to have a boring life with, in order to protect him from Julian. Then steal his wallet and his phone. That was going well.

She opened his wallet, seeing a few bills. She could take a cab, but where would she go? She didn't know what exactly happened with the Ashburton's, but she knew that she was no longer welcome there. But she still had to go back to get Bailey and some of her clothes. Then the question of how she would get back? Her car was still impounded at the station. Her bike was in storage, not to mention, how can she put her dog on it and drive it?

She could take a cab and go to Dougherty's bar, wait for Harry. He would lend her some clothes and his truck. But she knew that she would start drinking again, which honestly she didn't care anymore.

"Ouch," she said, stepping on something sharp. She looked down, twisting her foot inward where she saw a piece of broken glass sticking out. And it was on her good foot.

"Great," she groaned.

She wished that she did get high with that muscle relaxer. She knew it wouldn't solve her problems, but dammit, she would feel numb instead all of this pain.

She wiped her tears away, letting out a low grunt. She hobbled to the nearest sign, where she bend over, and started picking out the glass.

"Ashley," Reid called out. She turned around to see him, standing there.

"What do you want now? I told you that we are through."

He shook her head no. "I don't believe you. I want you to look at me, straight in the eye and tell me that you don't love me anymore."

She couldn't tell him. "It doesn't matter of what I want. It's over between us," she screamed.

He started to walk closer to her. "I know you are scared. Harry told me why are you doing this. Morgan told me that he is going to teach me how to fight and I will stay with him." Ashley took a step back, cringing as the glass dug deeper in her foot. She shook her head no. Reid wrapped his arms around her, pulling her in.

"No, let go," she said, but he didn't. He held her tightly as she tried to push him away. She beat on his chest with her fists, but he still held on.

"It's OK," he kept telling her over and over again in a calm voice. Slowly she stopped fighting him. She reluctantly wrapped her arms around his waist and held on to him.

"It's OK," he said again. He held her in his arms as she broke down and cried into his chest again.

Ashley wasn't sure of how long they stood on the sidewalk or how many people were there watching them. She pulled away, she saw that she was alone with him. Well alone except some of men that she realized as part of Darcy's entourage. And she saw his family stood in the background, watching them.

Reid gave her a hopeful smile as he wiped her tears away with his hands. Ashley handed him back his phone and his wallet where Reid took it without saying a word or showing any anger at her. He slipped his items back into his pocket. He leaned his head closer, touching his forehead against hers, closing his eyes.

"Harry is going to pick up some of your clothes and take care of Bailey for a few days," he explained. He opened his eyes and nodded where she nodded back. He bent down and picked her up in the bridal style and carried her back to the hotel.