Heeeey everybody! I know my summary sucked. Sorry. Not too good at those. :( Anyway, this is the prologue. And thanks to my beta: AbbyMasrai! She writes really good ones too!

I sat on the curb, clutching the slightly burned photo-album to my chest. A steady stream of tears fell from my eyes, soaking the collar of my t-shirt. I whispered to myself like I'd just been let out of an asylum.

The firemen were loading up their trucks, winding up the hoses, and revving their engines for the rush to the next emergency. The police were also getting ready to leave, all but Chief Mitchell. The paramedics however, were trying to get me onto a gurney to get me to the hospital.

Chief Mitchell pushed the paramedics away for a moment and crouched down next to me, "Sadie? Sadie, are you listening?"

I lifted my head to gaze at him, my vision distorted by the tears coursing down my face.

He sighed and reached out gently to touch my arm, "Sadie, you have to go to the hospital. I'll go with you."

"No. I'm fine." I spat venomously as my thoughts tormented me. Why though? Why am I okay? Ashton…he's the one that should be okay. He was the one that deserved to live.

The chief's expression saddened deeply, "Sadie. You need medical attention."

My resolve was weakening, but I let out an angry growl. "No."

"Sadie, sweetheart, come. Please."

Three Weeks Later

"Well, Sadie. I hope you get there safe. Call me when you land, okay?" Chief Mitchell requested, handing me my small bag.

"Of course, Chief." I said with a small, fake smile. I stood on my tip-toes and pressed a small kiss on his weathered cheek. "And thank you for everything."

He blushed a little bit, "No problem, Kiddo. Anything for one of Logan's friends. Tell him I said hey, alright?"

My smile became a bit more real at the mention of one of my old friends. "Totally." In a sudden surge of emotion, I threw my arms around Chief Mitchell for a quick two seconds and pulled away. "Thank you so much, Chief."

A bit stunned, he nodded. "'Course. Now, go. You're going to miss your flight."

"Right. Talk to you later, Chief!" I ran off to the gate and boarded the plane. I had some thinking to do.

Sooooooooooooooooooooo...? Whaddya think? Good? Bad? Iffy? Well then, read chapter one!