~ Four Years ago
She got down from the plane feeling all dejected and downcast. Never had she felt suicidal all her life.
      "Go Home"
Never had she thought just two words could send her world crashing down. Tolu. The bastard who she'd gladly take a bullet for just sent her away without looking back,and now she had returned with nothing but her passport. Tolu had just told her goodbye without looking back.
  "You okay ma'am?" One of the flight attendant had asked her as she wobbled down the plane and maneuvered several security protocols with her FBI badge.
   "Ma'am?" The attendant pressed on. She held a hand indicating she was fine but the attendant still trailed her with keen eyes.
   "Are you sure?"
  "Leave me Alone" she'd screamed at him. She watched with no concern as the attendant recoiled to his station. On a good day she would have apologized but now wasn't a good day and she doubted there ever was going to be a good day for her.
   .................Go Home..........
She clutched her head and squatted as images of what had transpired kept rushing in
      
     "I travelled thousands of miles      to get you"

      " I didn't ask for your help"
 
no...no...no... She muttered to herself as tears kept rolling out her eyes.. She was squealing now as few passerby notice and are crowding beside her. She didn't seem to notice them as her eyes remain shut and hot tears flow endlessly undisturbed.

       "You aren't needed here Emily" .............

She heard the echo of it once again, she felt herself screaming now as security began convening to her direction. No!no!no!no!... She felt herself lifted up by few men as her ordeal continued.
    "Ma'am is everything okay?"
     "John get the medics"
  "Hurry, she's losing it"
They couldn't quite keep her quiet and steady as she unconsciously fought off few security.

      "Go Home"

She snapped and sent her badge flying dangerously and hits one of the security men who's reeling on the floor the next second.
      "Flank her". She heard one the  security man order as the men took positions round her.
   " calm down ma'am " she heard the man say with his two palms up, "we're just here to help".
   " I don't need any help" she screamed back still monitoring the other security men close in slowly on her.
    "You probably aren't feeling well" the man spoke up, "we just want to take you to a hospital and everything will be fine".
    She clutched her head again as she heard the echo again.
      'You aren't needed here Emily'
            'Go Home'
            ' Go Home'
Soon the man speaking to her rushes into her, subdues her as she begins squealing.
    " it's all his fault....." She screams.
   "Where's the Tranq?"
    ".....that bastard did this to me"
   "Hurry where's the tranquilizer?"
    ".... It's his fault... You should be arresting him not me.. Not me".
She's resisting and thrusting the men sideways. The man soon get the syringe and plunges it into her arm.
    "No no.. You can't do this to me" she rattled on, "you.. Can't do this to meeeee" she soon fizzles out into the cold hands of sleep.
     "Get her to a hospital"
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She's sitting on the chair restless and taps her feet out of anxiety. They'd been told to wait for five minutes for their turn and it'd been over thirty minutes. what's going on with my daughter?, why all these silence?, is she dead?, No! Not at all...
   "Calm down mum" another voice soothes.
   "Don't tell me to calm down Claire" she sobbed, "pls don't".
  A nurse appears from the hallway.
    " The clarksons?"
They both rise sharply and follow the nurse to the ward. They rush in as soon as the doors fling open.
  "Calm down please" the doctor warned, "she still needs to rest".
They ignore him and are soon caressing the patients hair and face.
" why'd you run off without telling me Em?" Her mom whispered. She'd never really been close to her first daughter the way she was close with Claire. Ever since she and her father divorced,Emily always seemed so distant from her. She'd always tried to explain her reasons to her but it never got through. They'd divorced when Emily was six. She'd married a cop two months later and had a daughter for him less four months after which led many to believe her extramarital affairs was the reason for the collapse of her seven year marriage and the sole reason Emily and Claire never really got along. Only in the latter stages would Emily give her the olive branch,they'd start reconnecting and Claire even had several sleepovers at her house. She knew she was dating a colleague but never knew she'd run off with him to another country.
One moment she's at her work place, the next moment her daughter was the most wanted person in another country. What mess did she get herself into?.
  She caught sight of Emily slowly opening her eyes and quickly held her hand.
    "Hey" she could only say.
     "Hey mum" Emily greeted back. "I'm sorry...."
      "Shhhhhh" her mum put a finger across her mouth, "you need to preserve your energy". She put a palm on her forehead. Blazing hot.
   " it'll go " the doctor explained, "just a side effect to the heavy dosage of Tranq administered".
   "How are you feeling?" Claire asked.
     "I don't know what to feel" Emily responded as hot tears began streaming down her cheeks, she begins to feel woozy and dizzy as her eyes flustered.
     "Calm down honey" her mother soothed.
     "I feel used" Emily said before blacking out again.
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~   Present Day
   She wakes up from her bed fumbling her hand round the sheets for where he was. He wasn't there. Urgh!, he's just done it again. Damn him!.
She strides to the bathroom and observes herself in the mirror. How time flies. It'd been five years since...... No. She'd promised to forget all about it as it brought only pain. And pain she'd learn to deal with. She had everything to be grateful for. She hadn't lost her mind. She'd gotten a second shot at life. She'd become more and more closer to her mom and step sister. And her wound had healed. No longer was she plagued by his echoes. But memories still forced their way in, she had learned how to deal with it anyway.
Her phone rings from the room and hurries to get it, she sees the ID and hisses. She deads the call and almost immediately the call comes in again. You!!!.
She picks it up and almost immediately the caller speaks up
  "Honey I'm sorry " he started off, " there was an emergency at the hospital. You know how it is"
    "Yea yea I know" Emily scoffed, "but you should have at least let me know you where going. You always do this".
     " I'll make it up to you Em" the caller teased, "you know I always make it up".
  And he did always make it up. He was her saviour from the dark world she was in. He made her sane. He treated her when she was rushed to the hospital. And as soon as she got better started treating her psychologically. She was grateful for him. They'd started out as friends before things got cozy recently.
    " well you've got a lot to do this time " she warned.
    "No problem" the caller surrendered, "shouldn't you be at work?"
    "Why?, it's too early"
    " it's 9"
    "Well I'm a director now" Emily lay flat on the bed, "I turn up when I want to"
    "Okay ma'am"
      "Shut up" she blushed.
    "I love you Emily clarkson" the voice said.
      "I love you too"
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