I hope you guys enjoyed my last chapter! Things will start to get interesting from here, I hope. Enjoy!

Warning: Minor Grilo Fluff and creepy Pavi

Chapter 8

Shilo curled up closer to Graverobber, feeling safe in his arms. They decided not to have sex since Shilo was unsure if she was ready and Graverobber respected her enough not to pressure her. Instead they kissed and explored each other in a way that Shilo never knew existed before. In the end they were both shirtless and now holding each other, lying on Shilo's bed. Shilo smiled as she snuggled up to Graverobber, letting out a soft giggle.

"What?" asked Graverobber, softly petting her hair.

"Nothing. I'm just really happy right now." said Shilo continuing to smile.

"Oh, yeah? Good to hear." he replied, grinning ear to ear.

"So why didn't you tell me sooner?" asked Shilo. "That you liked me?" When Graverobber didn't answer right away she looked up at him with a slight nervousness. "You do like me right?"

Graverobber laughed. "Of course, I like you. What's not to like? You're beautiful, smart, and like no one I've met before."

Shilo let out a happy sigh of relief. "Good. Because I like you too." Shilo held him even tighter and Graverobber mimicked her actions.

"You okay? Still nervous for tomorrow?" he asked, noticing her smile had faded a bit.

"Sort of. I wish you could be there with me."

"I know, babe. So do I." he replied, kissing her forehead.

Shilo responded by kissing his neck. She then looked at the clock. It was already half past midnight. "The zydrate. You're going to be late."

"You want me to leave?" he asked, raising his eyebrow a bit.

"Of course not!' Shilo insisted. "But I don't want you to get in trouble."

"True. As much as I'd much rather stay here and continue this, I guess you're right."

Shilo looked up at him and leaned in for one more kiss which he gladly gave her. She rolled to the other side of the bed, allowing him to rise up and put his shirt back on. "When will you be back?" she asked.

"Well." he said stretching. "Based off of the amount of zydrate I was ordered to get and the order I already have from my regular customers, I would say just before sunrise."

"We could watch the sunrise together." Shilo smiled.

"Not likely. I'll be passed out as soon as I get back and so will you."

Shilo pouted her lips and battered her eyelashes causing him to smirk. "You're too much, kid." he said affectionately. "I guess we can if you really want to."

Shilo smiled again and her eyes lit up. She has never watched the sunrise before.

Graverobber gave her one final kiss on the forehead before he left. "I'll be back before you know it. Don't wait up."

"I won't." she promised. With that Graverobber left off to do his job and Shilo got under the covers. She didn't realize until then she was still very tired. The warmth of the blankets soothed her as she drift off to the most peaceful sleep she had in a long time.

Meanwhile, Jillian had just settled in at home. After showering she decided to make herself a cup of tea to soothe herself. As she put the teapot on the kettle, she noticed that the flowers Pavi had brought her the night were still in a vase on the counter. She walked over and took a whiff. She had always loved roses and as she began to pluck away at the petals, she remembered how she used to keep a small garden in the backyard when her mother was still around. She grew a variety of beautiful flowers such as tulips, daises, orchids and roses. Whenever a new patch of flowers grew, Jillian would show her mother who would always praise her. Jillian sadly smiled at the thought. Things were so much more simple back then it seemed, even if her mother had to go away sometimes. The doorbell then broke her away from her thoughts.

As she walked out of the kitchen to answer the door it rang again. "I'm coming." she called, hoping whoever it was they wouldn't be there long so she could have the rest of the evening to herself. When she opened the door, her eyes widened in shock.

"David, what are you doing here?"

"Well, hello to you." he smiled.

Jillian sighed. "Hi. " she greeted. "Why are you here?" she asked again.

"I was worried about you. You left in such a hurry after the photoshoot we didn't get a chance to talk."

"How did you even get this address?"

David shrugged. "I followed you home."

Jilllian frowned. "You shouldn't be here, David. No one outside of GeneCo is supposed to know where I live."

"Well technically I'm a GeneCo employee."

"You know what I mean." she said, giving him a meaningful look.

"Ana, will you please just let me in?"

"David-"

"Please?"

Jillian sighed and poked her head out the doorway and looked around. When she was sure it was safe, she backed away and moved aside, gesturing David to come in. She shut the door and locked it right away after he got inside. "Follow me." she said, walking back to the kitchen. The kettle went off just as they got there.

"Would you like some tea?" asked Jillian. "It's honey and ginger."

"Sure." said David.

Jillian nodded and poured two cups as David sat down at the kitchen table. She brought the cups to the table and sat across from him. They drank their tea in silence until David spoke up.

"So what happened earlier today?" he asked.

"What do you mean?" she said, taking another sip.

"You know what I mean. You collasped in the middle of the shoot."

"It was nothing. I was feeling sick but I'm better now."

"Don't lie to me. Something's up with you, Ana. That wasn't the first time it's happened." Shilo was right. He was concerned.

"David, I already told you I'm fine." she insisted.

"No you're not! Why can't you just be honest and tell me what's wrong?" he said, raising his voice.

"Why do you care so much anyway?" she retorted.

"I think you know why." he said, his eyes becoming softer. He reached over the table and grabbed her hand.

Jillian blushed and looked away. "David, please don't."

"Don't what?"

"Don't...say anything you don't mean."

"I wan't going to."

Jillian said nothing and just continued to look away.

"Hey, look at me." he said, softly." Jillian finally stopped averting her eyes and looked at David who had an expression on his face that looked like a mixture of concern and affection. "Ana." he breathed her false name in a loving way. Jillian slowly pulled her hands away. She couldn't stand to hear him call her that any longer.

"You have to leave now, David."

"What? Why?"

"You shouldn't be here in the first place. " she said as she rose up from her seat. "If anyone catches you here we'll both be in trouble. You especially." She turned her back at him as if would make it easier to dismiss him.

"Look." he said, also rising from his chair and walking up behind her. "I don't care if I get in trouble. I don't care about the Largos or any other of those GeneCo people. I care about you. I want to be with you."

Jillian felt herself blush again upon hearing his confession. "You don't know what you want." she finally said. David grabbed her shoulder and turned her around and forced her to look at him.

"Yes, I do. I've felt this way about you for a while and you know it." It was true. David gave her hints constantly that he wanted to be more than friends and Jillian had always treated it as harmless flirting, hoping he wasn't serious. She couldn't deny that she cared about him. He was the first one to make her feel welcome when she first signed her contract with GeneCo and had been a great friend ever since. He was the only one she felt she could be honest with...well almost honest. At the same time, having her innocence taken away from her at young age and seeing how men ogled her as she performed, she was convinced that men would only want her for one thing. For this reason, she told herself she would never allow anyone to get close to her that way. So why did she suddenly feel herself being comfortable around him and the worry slipping away? Why was she allowing herself to look into his blue eyes as he gazed into her green ones? She gulped as he brought his face closer to hers and closed her eyes in antipation. With that he gently pressed her lips against hers. It was strange, the kiss didn't feel forceful or even lustful. It was just sensual and passionate. Jillian felt her arms go limp and her knees weak. So this is what a kiss is supposed to feel like, she thought. Lost in the moment she even put her arms around his neck, allowing him to pull her closer. They continued to kiss passionately as David's hands reached lower and lower down her back. Jillian's eyes shot open and she pushed him away.

"What's wrong?" he asked, puzzled.

"We shouldn't be doing this. We can't.", turning away from him again.

"But why? Just tell me why! What's keeping you from at least giving me a chance?" he demanded to know.

"David, please! Just go! Get out of here."

David groaned in frustration. "Why are you doing this? Why are playing games with my head?"

"I'm sorry, David. You're wonderful but we shouldn't get involved. Trust me, you're only gonna get hurt."

"Too late." he said before grabbing his jacket and left, slamming the front door.

Jillian buried her head in hands. "This is insane." she groaned, choking back the tears. "I can't do this. I can't allow myself to feel this way." She groaned again when she felt two hands on her shoulders. "I thought I told you to leave."

"He did." said a familiar voice.

Before Jillian had to time to react, she felt him cover her mouth and pull her against his body. Her eyes widened in fear and her stomach clenched as he began to whisper in her ear. "Bueno sera, bella. So nice to see you again."

Jillian decided she wasn't going to take this and bit down on his hand hard. He cried out in pain and she ducked her his arm. When she was at a safe enough distance she turned to face him.

"What the hell are you doing in here, Pavi? How did you get in here?"

Pavi said nothing and instead glared back at her. "You shouldn't have done that, bella." he said taking a step towards her.

Jillian looked to the drawer next to her and opened it, taking out the biggest knife she could find. "Stay back!" she yelled holding the knife up in front of her.

Pavi laughed in amusement. "What's this now, mia cara? Have you recently gotten the fight back you?"

"What do you want?" she asked.

"I think that answer is obvious, though I'll tell you my other reason. " he said, reaching into his coat pocket. He held out the tiny bottle and shook it. "I've brought you your pill. I informed my sister that I would deliver it to you personally."

"Then put it on the table and leave." she snapped.

"I would but I felt the I should stay after I witnessed you and your...friend."

Jillian cringed. "What does it matter to you, anyway?"

Pavi chuckled, darkly. "Oh, it matters everything to me, bella." Suddenly with a great speed he rushed toward her, dodging the knife in the process. He managed to disarm her and grabbed her neck with a great force. Jillian gasped for air stuggled against him.

"You shouldn't have underestimated me, bella. We Largos are no strangers when it comes to fighting. Especially when involving weapons."

"P-please." she choked out. "I c-can't b-breathe."

Pavi smiled wickedly at her and loosened his grip on her neck. "Let me apologize, mi bella. I was just so upset by your behavior. Especially since I saw you fratenizing with another man. I'm sure you're already aware that I am not a patient man and I do not like to share."

"What are you talking about?"

"The fact of the matter is, Jillian, you are mine. And mine alone." As he said this she could see the anger in his eyes. She recoiled back in fear. He leaned his hand back on the small counter door and used his other free hand to play with her hair. "You see, mi cara, if I ever another man touch you, it makes me very angry. It took all I had not to kill that boy once I saw that he dared touch what is mine."

"You leave him alone, Pavi." she said glaring at him." He didn't do anything wrong."

"Oh, don't worry. I won't do anything to him. So long as he doesn't get near you like that again."

"If you truly were watching, I'm sure you can guess that he won't. "

"Good, Lets hope not."

"And furthermore, I am not and never will be yours. I do not belong to you."

Pavi merely smirked. "On the contrary, mia tesora, you are and will always be mine. You have been for three years now."

"Only because you force me." she said, angrily, as she thought back to the night when he first violated her.

Pavi shrugged. "Either way, you know its true." He finally released his grip on her hair and back away. "As much as I'd love to stay and teach you a lesson, I best be going. My siblings and I have much to plan for tomorrow. Until we meet again, mi colomba." he said, brushing her cheek. He turned to leave, dropping the bottle of her pills on the table.

Jillian stayed, frozen in place and waited until she was certain that he was gone. She then turned, grabbed the vase of roses that he brought her and threw it to the tile floor, watching the glass shatter into tiny pieces.

So what do you think? I apologize if it's a bit slow, next chapter is the press conference with Shilo so keep reading! Reviews, please!