Chapter 7

She was brought back home. Kitty had some what declared to Johnny that she will help Sam in all matters. That they didn't need the police. He just listened to her, thinking she knew best. What he didn't know was that she had just sold her soul, along with the others, to the devil. She took the money, and was off to the bank. She stored the money, and was waiting for the right moment to use it.

Sam was just too out of it, after Gregor had left her in the hospital. She neither talked or ate. The police were trying real hard to make her confess the situation. But she was just silent. If anyone forced her, she would start to sob uncontrollably. And it was a hopeless cause to make her stop. Kitty took that as a good sign, and was trying to push the police away. Skulker had told her that he would make her situation better. But she knew that, that was just an expression.

The day Sam was released from the hospital, Kitty had changed the hospital reports. The real reports were no longer available, that meant no evidence.

Sam had been brought in her room. But the moment she laid down on her bed, she shot up, and ran. She ran out of the house, she had to try one last time. She knew that he would help her. So she ran for the Kane's house. Not even sparing a glance at her brother who was trying to calm her down. She came in the house, and saw Gregor's mother sitting on one of the kitchen tables.

When Alexandra Kane caught sight of the flustered and pale girl, who was going to be her future daughter-in-law, she sat up. And looked at Sam, like she was disgusted by her, "What do you want?" she didn't want anything to do with the girl who was just...she didn't even want to finish her thoughts. The ebony haired girl looked at her helplessly, pleading her, "Where's Greg?" The elder woman with ink black hair, which had streaks of silver, and dull green eyes, looked at Sam suspiciously, "He's at the cottage. Don't you dare..." she didn't even have the time to finish her sentence, because Sam had already ran towards the door.

She followed her, all the while screaming and yelling at her to stop.

But Sam just ran towards the cottage, a distant memory made her hopeful, hopeful on the fact that he would be there for her...

Both were walking hand in hand, it was a summer morning. The sun blazing, but both of them were too lost in each other to even flinch.

"I want to color the house green and grey, what do you think?" Gregor asked Sam, as he turned towards her. Both were walking towards their future home. Sam looked at him and smiled warmly, "It would be great, but what about blue. It would look nice!" she said enthusiastically.

He grinned, "Maybe, but I just want to hurry it up so that we could live there forever. With you by my side. I wouldn't have a care in the world" he said as he caressed her cheek. And she wrapped her arm around his middle, and placed her head on his shoulder. While she heard him whisper, "I love you" in her ear.

She thought she was the luckiest girl in the world to have him.

She didn't even know that she was crying, she had thought that she had cried for a whole week now, by now her tears should have dried off. But they were there, and she had to live with that.

She reached the cottage, and the sight made her heart-break in tiny pieces, and she knew that they wouldn't be able to pull back. No matter how hard she tried. He was burning the house down, the house both of them had made for each other. It was made with love, and it was being burned by hatred.

"Gregor!" she croaked. He didn't listen, just looked as the house burned to ashes. She kept calling, her tears making a puddle beneath her. As she fell to the ground and cried. He didn't even look, his back was facing her. He wasn't even blinking an eye. He pulled his left hand up, and pulled the little golden band off, and threw it on the ground.

His mother had come behind Sam. She had already made her decision, and it looked like her son had made his as well. She stood there watching the house burn down, as her son left. Not even looking back at the girl who was so broken.

Sam crawled towards the place where the ring lied. She picked it up, and cried harder.

Alexandra came behind her, "He doesn't want you. It would be best for you to leave him and us alone. He can't stand you, you should know that by now" she said icily, then left. Leaving Sam to burn down with the house as well.

O.o.O.o.O.o.O.o.O.o.O.o.O

Danny took a deep breath, and entered Jazz's house.

She was sitting on her couch, with her laptop on her lap. Danny sighed and came in front of her. She looked at him alarmed. And she placed the laptop away, stood up and came in front of Danny. He wasn't looking at her, which meant that he knew. It was a silence he wanted to break, but he had no words for it. Jazz looked at him with furrowed eye brows, "So you know?!" it was a statement and a question.

He looked up at her and nodded. She laughed bitterly, "What now?"

He looked away, "I don't know!" he whispered. Jazz threw her head back, and plopped on the couch. If she knew about them before, then she would most likely have a restraining order on them. How could Danny have been friends with such, such...

"I want to do something for her!" he exclaimed, and Jazz looked up at him with wide eyes, "What do you mean?" What did Danny have to do with any of this.

"I want to help her pull through this" he said as he gathered enough courage to look her in the eye. Jazz furrowed her eye brows, "Why?" she managed. Too shocked to hear Danny saying things like this. Danny looked at her guiltily, "Her family took back the case. I want to help her. Which is why I'm marrying her!" he said, his voice raising. And he left, not staying to repeat the things he had done.

Leaving Jazz shell-shocked. Her brother was trying to clean the mess his so-called friends made. She didn't even know anyone who could be more loyal. She just hoped he knew what he was doing.

O.o.O.o.O.o.O.o.O.o.O.o.O

"So you're telling me that the girl ran away from her house to meet the boy?" asked the Deputy Commissioner of the police station.

Kitty looked at Skulker for a second, and nodded. Skulker took this as his cue to speak, "Both were running an affair, and they were planning on running away. They were found, and the girl and boy told that she was raped by my clients. They had to explain the situation."

The Commissioner looked at him with furrowed eye brows, then proceeded on eating his half left donut, "And why were your clients names given in particular?" he had to see the situation from the core.

"The boy was friends with them!" Kitty exclaimed. Skulker placed his arms on the table before them, "Both of them had asked for a great supply of money from my clients. They had refused, so they tried this to double strike us."

After Sam had come home slumping, she didn't talk. Just let people do what they thought was best for her. She didn't show resistance, she hardly showed any emotion. The Kane's had come and broken the engagement between Sam and Gregor, and had asked for the ring back. Sam didn't even look, as the ring was removed from her finger. She just looked on the ground. Her fever was high, but she didn't show any signs of pain. Just a broken look.

Kitty had calmed Johnny, and he let her.

Skulker had explained the whole case to Kitty, about how she would be telling the police about it. Both Danny and Sam didn't know what had been planned. Danny was too guilty to object and Sam was too lost in collecting the pieces of her shattered life.

Both were framed in love, and it was told that both of them were running away. Both had a sexual affair with each other, and after they were found, it was told that they had blamed the Master's for all this.

The Commissioner nodded, "So you're taking back the FIR against them?" he said as he noted his findings on a clip board. Kitty took a deep breath and nodded, looking in her lap.

It was decided that both Danny and Sam were to be married. And sadly, both agreed.

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"Do you, Daniel James Fenton, take Samantha Elizabeth Manson, as your dearly beloved wife?" asked the priest.

Both Danny and Sam were sitting on a set of chairs, in the church. A few witness came from the village were there, including Johnny and Kitty. Both Danny and Sam had a far away look. Danny was lost in guilt, and Sam was lost in the memories.

Danny inhaled softly, "I do" he exhaled lightly. And he signed the wedding papers brought in front him. He passed the papers towards Sam, not meeting her eye.

Sam looked at the papers in front of her, her lips parted...

Gregor embraced Sam and held her close, whispered in her ear, "I love you like crazy." She just giggled.

The priest turned towards her, "Do you, Samantha Elizabeth Manson, take Daniel James Fenton, as your dearly beloved husband?" Danny resented the dearly beloved, but made no such sounds to say anything against it.

She stared at the papers for the longest time. Not even uttering a word. Everyone in the room looked at her, prompting her with their gazes. But she kept silent. The priest asked again, "Do you, Samantha Elizabeth Manson, take Daniel James Fenton, as your dearly beloved husband?" Kitty nudged her by the shoulder. She still didn't say anything, just stared at the papers, as if communicating with the words written on it.

Kitty sighed as she rolled her eyes, "She agreed to this. She just can't talk straight. It would be best if she just stamped her thumb" she explained. The priest looked at her suspiciously, "Very Well!" Kitty took a hold of Sam's hand, and placed her thumb on the ink pad. Then placed her hand on the papers. But didn't stamp it, she didn't want to show that she was forcing her, "C'mon Sam, stamp it already!"

Sam looked dazed, but shakily, she placed her thumb on the particular place. It was a dimmed mark, but it was evidence of their marriage.

"I now pronounce you, man and wife!"

Yay, Mrs. Samantha Elizabeth Fenton, its catchy. Johnny doesn't know what Kitty had done. And Jazz doesn't know how Danny is involved in the case. So review.

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