the second act

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Chapter 4,

"I think you did really well in there." Moon told Ash as they left the police station.

"Thanks, I know that it's probably silly for me to think that... I don't know." Ash said and Moon took off his jacket and put it around her shoulders.

"You are not being silly. The biggest problem that victims of stalkers have is that they wait to report the stalking." Moon said and Ash glanced at him in annoyance.

"I wouldn't say that I am a victim. After all, letters and a cake isn't the same as finding a knife against your throat." Ash said and Moon wrapped his arm around her and got her walking down the steps.

"Stalking is stalking. You didn't feel safe, and you did something. That is good. But there is something that bothers me." Moon said and Ash started to look worried.

"What's that?" She asked and Moon looked at the steps as he walked down them.

"I don't know why you told the police that you didn't know who the stalker was." Moon said and Ash shook her head slightly.

"What? I don't know who the stalker is." Ash said and Moon shrugged.

"You did tell me that your door wasn't messed with. And that the only person who might have a key is Lance." Moon said and Ash sighed.

"I hate to say it, but Lance could be the stalker. But I'm not sure about that. I don't know. Besides, I told the police that when I threw him out, he was upset. But I think he left his keys in the apartment, so... that makes his chances less." Ash said and Moon looked at her.

"He's the best choice." Moon simply said and Ash nodded.

"Whatever, if something else happens, and I hope it doesn't, then I will come back and tell the police. I may hate the idea of Lance being a stalker, but I wouldn't protect him." Ash said and Moon smiled.

"That's good. So... Well... Am I taking you back to your apartment? Because you may want to sleep somewhere else." Buster said when they got closer to the car.

"I do not want to be afraid of my own apartment. Besides, I spend most of my time at the theater." Ash said and Moon bit his lip.

"Ok, but you should at least call someone to come over and spend the night with you." Moon said and Ash thought about this.

"Well, Rosetta has her kids and she lives on a tight schedule. Meena, is probably resting by now, and she doesn't live close to me. and then there is Ms. Crawly... well..." Ash hesitated and Moon chuckled.

"That's fine. But what about your friends outside of the theater?" Moon asked and Ash sighed.

"My friends were all Lance's friends, besides the only girls were the type to be paid for services and walk away." Ash said and Moon's eyes widened.

"Understood. Well... uh... What about Gunther or Johnny?" Moon asked.

"Gunther drove to a family reunion after Ms. Crawly's party. He won't even be in town for another week." Ash said and Moon snapped his fingers.

"Oh, that's right. That's why I was researching solo numbers for Rosetta." Moon said and Ash giggled a little.

"As for Johnny, I couldn't ask him to do that. A reporter found one of Johnny's notebooks and saw poetry that he had written for a special someone. So the reporter has been hassling him, and if they find out that he was in my house overnight, then they would have a field day. It would make his problem worse, and bring my problems into light." Ash said and Buster opened the door for her and she got in.

"Wow, I can't let her hang herself dry." Moon said after he closed the door and started to walk, slowly, around the back of the car.

"I mean, I could spend the night with her. Well, at her bed- Apartment! Hehe, yeah, but that would probably be more scandalous then Johnny at her house. I could ask Eddie to do it, but he isn't a very good watchdog. But how can I do it? I mean it would look like I picked her because she was my girlfriend, not that she is. But think of the stories they would report. Think of how people will treat the shows. Think of..." Moon paused when he got to his door and he saw Ash sitting quietly as she blankly stared out the window. She looked so scared and sad.

"Think of what would happen if I leave." Moon breathed out and He opened the door and got in the car.

"Well, I guess the only thing left is for me to make sure that you are safe." Moon said and Ash perked up and looked at him.

"Really?" She asked and Moon smiled at her as he started the car.

"Of course. After all, you are one of my best friends. Granted you shouldn't tell Eddie, because he was my only friend for the longest time, and he isn't use to competition." Moon said and Ash giggled.

"Thank you Mr. Moon." Ash said and Moon rolled his eyes.

"Mister Moon... Mr. Moon... Sir Moon..." He paused to let out a small laugh.

"Come on Ash, the least you can do is call me 'Buster' more then you normally do." Moon said and Ash shrugged.

"I guess, but I like 'Moon'. Because ever since I was little, I use to look up at the moon and talk to it. It was cheaper and safer then a diary, and it made me feel... hmm... 'special' sounds like such a cheesy word, but it's the closest this I got. Like talking to an imaginary friend that you can actually see." Ash said and Moon felt a smile in his heart as he listened to her speak. Listening to her relive a quaint little memory, almost made him feel like he had the same memory. Which is ridiculous because he didn't talk to the moon before, but he is starting to wish that he had.

"Do you still talk to the moon?" Buster asked and Ash twisted her lip as she pondered on this question.

"Not for a while. I talk to the moon when I am laying in bed at night, but I have been sleeping with the blinds closed, lately." Ash said and Buster figured that this must be a factor of her stalker.

"Well, I think maybe tomorrow night, you can sleep in my apartment and I will let you and the moon talk for at long as you want." Buster said and Ash shifted and laid her head on his shoulder.

"That sounds really... really... (Yawn) Nice." Ash said. She hoped that he wouldn't think that her drowsiness wasn't from boredom; but talking to him made her feel calm and relaxed, and comfortable enough to get some sleep.

"Yeah, doesn't it." Buster whispered as he felt his face heat up.