Gerard
Two Months Later
Christine has made amazing progress. There is light in her eyes, a gleam that wasn't there when I first saw her.
That night, I knew she had to be mine. I looked in her eyes and knew that I would bargain with the devil for her to be mine.
She gets up every morning from our bed and makes breakfast. I go downstairs to see breakfast ready on the kitchen table and her sitting, waiting for me. Today is no different.
"Goodmorning dear," she says as she sees me. She loves me, and I love her. This is how it should be.
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Gerard walks down the stairs, like he does every morning. But, if everything goes to plan. This will be the last time he will ever walk down those stairs.
[I wanted to start this next phase in the story. This story will be a lot shorter than Golden State, but I'm fresh out of ideas for it. I just published the first chapter of my Spencer Reid fic, so you can read that and tell your friends who watch Criminal Minds. And if you don't, you should. I'm on Season 6 and started watching about two months ago.
keep it ugly,
Al]
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