Hi guys! I am back from New York and suffering from jetlag! Had such a super time though. Hope you all had a great Easter weekend.

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'Yes.' He replied nervously. He looked down and then back up at me. 'Sky I... I'm in love with you.'

That was when the lights went off and the screaming started.

'Sky?' Troy squeezed my hands tightly.

'What's going on?' I cried out, afraid. It was impossible to see anything.

'Stay with me.' He replied. 'There's an emergency lighting switch around here somewhere.' He pulled me along carefully, try to weave through the scared savants. 'Got it.'

He switched on the emergency lighting, which was not particularly bright, but it was enough to see each other. That was when they ran towards us, groups of people wearing body armour with guns and 'FBI' caps.

'Shit.' Troy cursed, tightening his grip on my hand. 'Follow me.'

'What about the others?'

'Sky, there isn't time.' He pulled me away, and we left the cafeteria.

'Troy, what's going on?' I asked, feeling worried, as we ran down the dimly-lit corridor.

'There's too many of them.' He replied with a frown. 'This way.' We ran down another corridor.

'Troy, where are we going?'

He stopped and turned to face me. 'We need to get out of here Sky, find somewhere to start over together.'

'What about my family?' I croaked, my eyes glazing over.

'Sky do you love me?'

'They went this way!' The voice echoed down the corridor, making us snap back into action. We ran up the stairs, and climbed the ladder towards an exit. Troy lifted the hatch, looked over and then called down to me. 'It's safe.' He helped pull me up and I looked up at the night sky, filled with stars.

'Where now?'

'Follow me.' He grabbed my hand and led me slowly down the cliff-face and onto the path below.

Then I felt arms grab me and pull me backwards. 'HELP!' I squealed, trying to wiggle free.

'Sky it's me.' The person whispered. I turned my head and found myself looking at an unfamiliar dark haired guy, who almost looked like Zed.

'GET OFF!' I shrieked.

'SKY!' Troy yelled, coming towards me. 'Let go of her.' His voice lowered into a growl.

'Who the hell are you?' My capturer asked, confused.

Another man stepped out of the shadows, holding a gun to Troy's head. 'Don't think about moving.'

'Troy!' I cried out as a gunshot sounded. Then everything went black.

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Zed.

My mom passed me a cup of coffee and gave me a smile of relief. 'I am so glad you're safe.'

'It's just a shame about everything.' Phoenix sniffed, looking at me. 'Why can't you and Sky remember?'

'I don't know.' I replied, honestly. 'I wish I could.'

I looked at the photo album my mom had brought with my clothes from the apartment Sky and I had been living in together. If I hadn't believed before, I had to now. A photo of me with Sky at the prom, her blue eyes standing out next to her light blonde hair. A photo of us with my family. A photo of us wrapped up in the snow. A photo of me proposing, Sky in a beautiful ballgown. Us stood on top of the Rockefeller Centre in New York not too long ago. She looked so different to the Sky I knew now. The new Sky looked older and sexier. The Sky in the photographs looked innocent and in need of protection.

'When was the wedding supposed to be?' I asked as Yves sat down beside Phoenix, baby Luna in his arms.

Phoenix looked at my brother, her eyes sad. He pulled Luna closer to him and answered, 'August.'

'Three months away.'

Phoenix nodded. 'But we will make all the calls, you don't need to worry about a thing.'

Didn't I? There was a hole in my memory, memories that looked incredible but were missing. I looked down at the photo album in my hand and sighed. There had to be a way to get those memories back.

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Sky.

I opened my eyes and looked at the unfamiliar room around me. Where was I? I sat up in panic, my head aching, wondering where on earth I was.

'Troy?' I called out, my voice hoarse. I heard footsteps. 'Troy?'

'Sky, you're awake.' My door was pushed open by Simon, who walked in with a worried look on his face. He sat down on the edge of my bed. 'How are you feeling?'

'Okay. What happened?'

Sally walked in and sat down on the chair opposite the bed. She nodded at Simon, as if giving him permission to continue.

'The FBI found you on an island. But you're safe now, Sky, you're back at home in Vancouver.'

'Where's Troy?'

Sally's eyes softened. 'It's okay he won't hurt you anymore.'

'He didn't hurt me.' I replied, feeling sick. What had they done to him? 'Where is he?!'

'Sky, honey, he's been arrested for kidnapping, terrorism and murder.' Simon reached out to touch my arm but I moved away.

'What?!' My head was spinning. 'But he didn't do anything.'

'He kidnapped you, he got in your head.' Sally said, gently.

'No.' I replied, but my voice came out like a whisper. 'He wouldn't do that to me.'

Simon sighed. 'We'll let you rest.' He kissed my forehead, put his arm around Sally and they left me alone in the bedroom.

I didn't leave the room for two days, apart from to use the bathroom. Simon or Sally brought food to me and shot each other worried glances. I hardly ate. I felt sick. I was even sick a few times.

'Jenni's coming over.' Sally called up to me on day three.

I looked at my reflection in the mirror. God I looked awful. I had bags under my eyes and my skin looked pale. I needed to sort myself out. 'Okay!' I called back in response. My bare feet padded along the cream coloured carpet until they met the cold tiles of the bathroom. I turned on the shower and stepped in, enjoying the sensation of the hot water across my body and through my hair. I let out a breath I hadn't even realised I was holding. Troy would hate me looking like this. I needed to get my act together. I stepped out of the shower feeling refreshed. I wiped the steam off of the mirror and looked at my body. I had lost a little weight, but it was nothing too bad. I turned and looked at the tattoo on my shoulderblade.

I felt the needle be replaced by his lips, brushing the skin he had just marked. 'All done, would you like to see?'

I wondered where Troy was now. If he was thinking of me. If he really had done those god-awful things that Simon had said.

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Troy.

I looked around the strong, metal cell I had been in for the last few days and my stomach twisted. This was not part of the plan. This was not supposed to happen. I was supposed to be living the high-life with Sky right now, plotting my next move towards the savant take-over of the United States. Why the fuck was I sat in a cell? What had gone wrong?

The thick, steel door opened and I looked up in hope. My food was placed in a tray by an armed officer who was refusing to make eye contact with me.

'One call.' I said to him.

Silence.

'You owe me a call.'

Silence.

'I need to speak to Sky. I need to check if she's okay.'

He let out a low growl. 'We've told you already, she's fine. No thanks to you.'

The door slammed and locked. He was gone.

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Sky.

'Hey.' Jenni smiled as she walked into my bedroom, her hair longer then when I had last seen her. She hesitated in the doorway, not sure if she should walk in any further.

'It's okay, I don't bite.' I replied with a half-smile.

'You look better.' She came in and sat on the end of my bed.

I felt a bit better. I'd actually got dressed for the first time in days. It was weird not wearing black, I was so used to it. Instead, I found myself wearing light blue jeans and a lace t-shirt over my white vest top. My hair fell in its brunette curls down my back. 'Thanks.' I smiled. 'So what's new?'

'I just wanted to check you were okay.' Her eyes softened.

'Sure.' I replied with a shrug. 'When did you get your hair done?'

'Yesterday.' She responsed, reaching out to touch her extensions. 'I wanted things to go back to... normal.'

'What's normal?'

'I don't know.' She whispered, her eyes sad. 'Are you going to come back to college?'

'Maybe.' I shrugged again. 'Simon and Sally want me to speak to someone.'

'A therapist?'

'Am I crazy, Jen?'

'Of course not.' She frowned. 'But you have been through a lot. Maybe it could help. It might get things back to how they were before.'

'But I don't know how things were before, not really.' I sighed. 'I remember you and college and moving away because some psycho was after me. But I look at the photographs in the hallway. Where I'm in New York. Where I'm at an engagement party and I don't remember any of it.' I frowned, feeling frustration. 'I don't know what's real anymore.'

'I should have protected you.' Jenni said, her eyes troubled and filled with guilt. 'I didn't protect you enough from Troy and Sam-'

'Is Troy really a murderer?' I cut her off.

She was silent for a moment, as if uncertain how to answer. 'Yes.'

I closed my eyes and pressed the back of my head against the wall. 'I want to see him.'

'But Sky-'

'No.' I opened my eyes and looked straight into hers. 'I want to see him.'

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Troy.

Her hands ran across my bare back and chest as she kissed me, sending electric shocks across my body. I moved my mouth to kiss her neck, trailing kisses along her neck. Her hands reached for her zip and she unzipped her dress, pushing it onto the floor. She lay before me in black lace underwear. She looked incredible.

'You have a visitor.'

My eyes opened and widened in surprise. I'd been in the cell a week and now I had a visitor. Who the hell was visiting me?

'Well, are you coming?'

I stood up and he handcuffed me with the strongest and most uncomfortable handcuffs I had ever worn. I knew they would cut off my blood circulation if they were worn too long. A number of officers escorted me down the corridor and to the visitor room, which was full on inmates talking to their loved ones on telephones through a thick glass wall. From the markings on our orange jumpsuits, I knew we were in the FBI headquarters in Washington DC. Only the most dangerous criminals were sent there. I was kind of glad I'd made it into the running. I looked up and then I saw Sky, her beautiful blue eyes watching me. I sat down in the seat opposite her and just took her in through the glass. Her hair was down, her bangs framing her face and her brunette curls almost covering her breasts. She was wearing a light blue sundress with a navy cardigan. She looked cute and innocent. She held her hands together and I saw that she was trembling. She half-smiled at me and picked up the phone.

'Hey.' I said into the reciever, not breaking eye contact with her.

'Hey.' She replied, her voice sounding nervous.

'What are you doing here?'

'I don't know.' She let out a breath. 'But Simon and Sally will kill me when they find out.'

I laughed at that. 'You didn't tell them?'

'They wouldn't have let me come.' She replied. I wasn't surprised. 'Jenni didn't take much persuasion, she wanted to see Sam.'

'He's here?'

She nodded. 'But I don't think he's going to be in here for... as long.'

I looked at my reflection in the glass and realised how stupid I looked. My stubble had become facial hair, my hair was untidy and rugged, I had bags under my eyes. And I was sat there holding a phone with my hands handcuffed together.

Sky looked at me, her eyes sad, and I wondered what she thought of me. 'Did you do all of the things they are saying?'

I didn't need to say anything. My eyes answered her question for her. When I looked up, her eyes were filled with tears.

'How could you kill people Troy?' Her voice was pained.

'I didn't want anyone to stand in my way.' I replied, truthfully, my voice soft.

A tear rolled down her cheek and in that moment I wanted to reach out and touch her. Pull her close. Apologise for everything. Make everything okay.

'Did...did you kidnap me?'

'Sky-'

'Answer the damn question.' Her voice hardened and her face clouded over. My heart ached. I was the one that made her feel like this.

'Yes.' I whispered.

'And did you make me forget everything?'

I looked away from her. 'Yes.'

'How could you?!' She hissed, her voice bitter. 'How could you take away so much from me?! And I thought... I thought I was falling in love with you.'

'What?' I looked up at her then, in surprise.

'But it doesn't matter, does it? It was all a game. None of it was real.'

'But it was.' I said, my voice hoarse. I felt a lump in my throat. 'Because I did love you Sky.'

'No you didn't.' She hissed, her eyes filled with anger. 'Fuck you, Troy. I hope you rot in here.' She slammed the phone down and walked out. I watched her go before I stood up. I was aware that all eyes were on me. I was simply just a monster.

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Sky.

I was supposed to meet Jenni in the carpark, but she wasn't there. I'd told Simon and Sally we were going to visit Jenni's parents for the weekend. I'd felt awful lying, but I knew they wouldn't let me go. I sat down on the bench outside the FBI Headquarters and sobbed. I'd gone to see Troy hoping it was all a big misunderstanding. Hoping that he couldn't be that cruel. He had taken me for a day at the beach. He had danced with me at the President's ball. He had taken me out for dinner and to a casino. We had slept together. The latter made me stomach churn.

'Sky?' Jenni's voice whispered. I looked up at her, my eyes filled with tears. 'Oh Sky.' She pulled me into a hug and rubbed my back, trying to soothe me.

'I should have listened to you.' I replied, my voice hoarse. 'You tried to tell me, tried to warn me.'

'It's okay, it's over now.' Jenni soothed.

'How is Sam?'

'Okay.' She replied with a shrug. 'At the moment, though, I'm more concerned about you.'

We spent the night in our hotel room, watching black and white movies and even some anime. I fell asleep quite early on, feeling like I hadn't slept properly in a long time. When I woke up, Jenni was packing up her suitcase.

'What time is it?' I asked, my voice groggy.

'Ten AM.' She replied. 'We have to check out in half an hour.'

I sat up in the bed and stretched. 'How long have I been asleep?'

'Twelve hours.' Jenni replied, zipping up her suitcase. 'You sure needed it.'

'Yes I did.'

That Monday, I decided I would head back to college. I had been given extra time for some assignments, so I had plenty of time to catch up, and my recital had given me a good grade. What I hated was the way that everyone looked at me. I had been postered as a missing person, Jenni and I had even been on the news. Everyone knew we had been kidnapped and everytime they caught my eye they would give me a sympathetic smile.

The only time it was different was when the campus was buzzing with excitement about the upcoming May Ball, something which the college pulled out all stops for. Banners hung in the air and posters were stapled to almost every tree. I knew Jenni was desperate to go, but I was taking some convincing. Everytime brought up the subject, I just replied with 'mhmm.' Sometimes I saw Zed around the campus. He always smiled, but, as of yet, we were not speaking.

'For god's sake!' Jenni cried out when I was sat in her dorm room three days before the May Ball.

'What?' I replied, looking up from my copy of Vogue magazine.

'I'm stood her in my dress asking your opinion and you won't even look at me!' She squealed.

'Sorry.' I sighed, looking up. She was stood in a red, strapless ballgown. There was no detailing. It was just simple and elegant. 'It looks incredible, Jen.'

'You think?' She smiled, looking in the mirror. She turned back to face me and frowned. 'I still wish you were coming.'

'Don't get pissed with me about it, Sally and Simon already are.' I groaned.

'I don't blame them. I know you say you are fine, but you're not. The Sky I knew would have jumped at the chance to wear a nice dress and go out.'

'Hmph.'

'Eurgh!' She threw a pillow at me, grabbed a book from her desk, and sat down beside me. She opened it up and I realised it was a scrapbook. It was filled with photographs of college memories. There was a photograph of Jenni and I in our Halloween costumes, at our first college party, at Christmas, in New York. We paused on a photograph of Zed and I at the top of the Empire State building, our lips locked. I sighed.

Why did I have to have so many holes in my memory? Then I burst into tears.