Again, please let this play out to its end before getting too mad. There's a lot to go. At least 8 stories with multiple chapters in a lot of them. This one has at least 5 chapters.

Review and let me know how you think its going. Guess how it will all turn out or let me know what you'd like to see.

Most of the story is written, I'm just tweaking and adding and editing things until the day I post.

This hasn't been an easy story to write but I hope I'm treating the characters with the same amount of respect as I am trying to treat the subject matter.

As always, please read the warning contained in Chapter 1 as the subject matter might be offensive to some.

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Chapter 3

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Kaylee couldn’t sleep. She lay beside Simon, her head on his uninjured shoulder, watching him, listening to his steady heartbeat. Silent tears crept down her cheeks as she tried to push back the fear and anxiety in her heart. It was only Simon lying beside her. Sleeping. He wasn’t even moving. But Kaylee couldn’t close her eyes without feeling strong, rough hands pin her in place. If she closed her eyes, she could see their faces, hear their voices. At least with her eyes open she could look at her husband.

But even that handsome sight did nothing to calm her trembling hands and her thudding heart. As she looked around the room they’d shared for over a year, it seemed too small all of a sudden, claustrophobic. She had dimmed the lights to make it easier for Simon to sleep, but she couldn’t extinguish them completely. The shadows moved and everywhere she looked she felt terror creep down her spine.

Unable to breathe, she quickly pressed a kiss to Simon’s cheek and slid out of bed. She dressed hastily and padded out into the common room making sure it was lit well enough. She wandered for a long while, her journey finally stopping in the cargo bay. She stared unblinking at the pile of crates she had been held against and shivered. She concentrated, her hands shaking for the effort, but her mind was blank