I'm sorry, this one is pretty short. Don't kill me virtually, I have the next chapter done... it will be up tomorrow I swear. For this to work, I had to end this chapter here. Unless I get no reviews, then maybe I'll rethink it muahahahaha! No, I'm kidding, it will be there so watch for it.

So I noticed I kinda rambled up there ^^^ my bad, it's late, or early depending on how you look at it.

Disclaimer: Why would I bother staying up this late to write new fanfics, when I could be writing episodes instead if I did own.

And all mistakes are mine. If I missed alot, blame the hour.

It was just past eleven o'clock, about a week after the incident at her father's; and she hadn't been back or heard from him sense. Rick wasn't scheduled to be back until tomorrow after an impromptu meeting with his agent that had him staying in a hotel overnight, due to the fact that we would be too tired to drive back tonight.

Needless to say he was a little apprehensive about leaving her alone. However she assured him that she would be fine; and that she had class in the morning that she could not miss.

For the first time since she had moved in she had the house all to herself and to celebrate; she ordered the Indian food that she loved so much, much to Rick's dismay.

'You're going to burn the house down afterwards right? It's the only way to get the smell out.' He had teased.

Getting into her most comfortable pajama's she settled in to watch Breakfast at Tiffany's while she ate, a movie that he absolutely refused to watch. Right as Holly and Fred went into Tiffany's for the first time, a noise at the front door caught her attention. Pausing the movie and depositing of the food in the kitchen; she proceeded to the front door and looked out the peep hole to find nothing there.

"Hmm," she mumbled, convincing herself it was nothing. Turning back around with full intentions to finish the movie she caught sight of a familiar head of grey-black hair climbing through the window. She was racing through her bedroom door before he even managed to get all the way in. Throwing the lock on the door; she grabbed her phone and darted into her bathroom. Slamming the door behind her and locking it as well, she pivoted and slid down the door to sit against it. Wrapping a trembling arm around her knees, she rested her forehead against them and forced herself to take a couple deep breaths to ward off the oncoming panic attack.

"Katie?" She heard him call from outside of the bedroom door.

"Come on Katie, I just want to talk to you!"

"So talk!" She yelled back.

"I'd rather not do it through a door!"

"Too bad!"

The sound of him busting in the door had her hitting the second speed dial on her phone.

"Come on, come on… answer," she thought inwardly as if it would help anything. The ringing continued as did her father's voice asking her to come out.

"Hello, you've reached Richard Castle's phone…"

Tossing the phone down a little to forcefully with an expletive, she had been scared she broke it. After checking to make sure the phone was still intact she turned her attention towards the end of the room; judging the size of the window and wondering if she could squeeze herself out of it. She was fairly skinny for her height, but the window wasn't made with people trying to escape in mind. She tried Rick again, but after the third ring was forced to abandon the phone and make a dash for the only available exit as her father's banging on the door become more persistent.

Throwing the window open, she shimmied out just as he got the door open.

"Damnit!" He yelled and took off running for the front door.

As soon as she hit the yard outside, she took off as fast as her feet would carry her. She had no idea where she was going, with most of her neighbors asleep at this hour; the possibility of stopping for help was eliminated. All she knew was that she had to keep going.

She made it about a block down the road before he caught up with her. Even with the alcohol affecting his system, he still had longer strides than she did. The last thing she remembered was him tackling her from behind, before her head hit the ground with a sickening thud; and the world around her went black.

I know, somewhat of a cliffhanger.

For those of you who watch Gilmore Girls, or caught the reference; congrats!

Thanks for reading kids.

Much Love,

-Anna Lee