Hi everyon! So, I know that the last time I tried this story it didn't workout to well, but I've worked out some of the kinks and I'm ready to try again.

Morgan sat in an uncomfortable chair waiting for Abigail to wake up. He had just saved her the night before, and he had to tell her some horrible news. He was hoping that she would remember him from before, but even if she didn't remember him, he couldn't let some stranger tell her like it was just another thing getting in his way. Her grandparents were going to be her legal guardians, but he hadn't seen either of them all day. Morgan took a sip of his coffee only to find it lukewarm. He stood up and left the room to get a refill.

Abigail's POV

I woke up alone, in a hospital bed. My first instinct was to stay alert. I didn't take my eyes off that door. Then a tall, muscular,black man walked into my room. I inched away from him. He looked at me with soft eyes. Not soft enough to look weak, but soft enough to show he wouldn't hurt me.

"Abigail,"he said.

How does he know my name? I don't know him! Why is he here? Was I wrong? Is he going to hurt me?

These are the thoughts that run through my mind. In real life all I can say is,"yes, that's me."

"My team found you and your family last night. I don't know if you remember me."

I tried to think, then all the memories came back. I froze. I tried to deny it.

No!

It can't be true.

No!

My whole world cannot be ending right now.

No! No! No! No! No! No!

I started crying. I remembered the man's name. I remember he told me,"My name is Derick Morgan. I promise you'll be okay. It's all over."

I remembered his team coming. The man holding a knife to my throat. An older man with a beard telling him that if his knife even flinched he would leave the barn with a bullet in his head.

I remembered my father coming to save me,and feeling safe for the first time. I remember a gunshot,and him falling in front of me, dead. His killer behind him with a sadistic smile on his face.

I remembered my mother kissing the man who abducted us. She told me that marrying my father was a mistake, and having me just chained her down even more. She planned to have both me and my father killed.

Derick Morgan was hugging me, and for the first time since I woke up,I wasn't preparing to fight.

"I know this must be hard,"he said before handing me a business card,"but if you ever need something, or if you just want talk you can call me."

I took the card,and began to feel a burning sensation on my right leg. I pulled the blanket off to reveal a drawing of snakes wrapping around my leg burned into my skin. I felt sick, and then I ran into the bathroom. I vomited into the toilet. Derick came in and held my hair back. When I was done I splashed cold water on my face, and sat down in the chair next to my bed. Agent Morgan kneeled down next to me and said,"Abigail, it's over. We caught the men who did this to you. They're all in prison."

"Wait,"I said,"you said you caught the men who did this to me. What about my mother?"

"I'm sorry Abigail. She wasn't there. The local police are looking for her, but my team was ordered off the case."

"How could you be ordered off a case when a killer is missing? What if she hurts someone else?"

"Our unit chief tried to talk with them,but they wouldn't give in. But, you're safe. That's all that matters."

I nodded reluctantly.

If she wanted to get away from me she wouldn't come back. She wouldn't send someone else to kill me. Would she?