April Winters, now called Autumn Summers met The Head-Killer once. She's the sole survivor.
He escaped authorities. He wants his one and only back. He thinks there is only one way to drive her back into his arms. She needs to know he still wants her.
Dean is the agent assigned to this case. He needs to find a way to protect Autumn. He needs to find a way to stop The Head-Killer from wanting her, for he wants her himself.
It's going to be a crazy ride. Will Autumn and Dean come out on top? That's the question I'll leave you with.


3. Chapter 2



Chapter 2


 - Autumn’s POV -


We arrived at what I presumed were their headquarters. It was this tall building of all glass. You could see everyone inside. Mr grumpy pants grabbed my arm and pulled me inside. That stupid Mr grumpy pants still didn’t want me to know his name. Stupid person! I stopped to look around. He tightened his grip on my upper arm and pulled me with. I was so going to get a bruise of that.

“Ouch! Careful Mr grumpy pants!”

“Oh sorry, stop freaking calling me that!”

“What should I call you then? Since I don’t know your name and I apparently am not allowed to know it.”

“Ugh you freaking frustrating person!”

“Hello, you are the one that’s frustrating!”

“Ugh just shut up!”

“FINE!” He was such an asshole. Me frustrating?! Hell NO it’s him that’s frustrating. Freaking sucking Mr grumpy pants! He pulled me into a room and sat me down.

“Do you want something to drink?”  Marcus asked. I totally did not notice him following us.

“Yes a cup of tea please! With one sugar!” I told him. He nodded and walked away. I presume to get my tea. Mr grumpy pants sat down on the other side of the table. I know these tables. I have been here before. Right after the incident happened I was here. I had to tell my story. And I had to give them an ID. Which wasn’t that hard as I had seen his face and his tattoo.

“So tell me something.” Mr grumpy pants said to me. What the hell did he want me to tell him?!

“What do you want to know?” I asked him.

“Have you gotten a head in the mail before?”

“Uhm NO! It is not very normal to get a head by mail. Or a head at all!”

“Do you know who would want to send you a head?”

“Jeez ask some smart questions. Do you really think I would know who would want to send me a stupid head by mail? It’s freaky. I don’t think I have made someone hate me that much, that he or she would send me a head by mail. Like hello. It’s a freaking head!” The door opened again and Marcus came in.

“Here’s your tea!” And he handed me a cup.

“Thank god! A normal human being. That isn’t a Mister grumpy pants. That talks normal. So Marcus do you have any useful questions?”

“Well I read your file. Being surprised that you had a file here. So -”

“She has a file here? What kind of criminal thing did she do?” Mr grumpy pants interrupted.

“I didn’t freaking do anything criminal you stupid person! I was here as a victim of one! You see that scar on my neck. Yeah? That’s done by the criminal. James Smith. He was the one.” I called out almost hysterically. That stupid Mr grumpy pants really didn’t have a heart. Seriously me a criminal?!


“So as I was saying before Dean interrupted me. I took a look at your file and saw indeed that you were captured by James Smith. The Head-Killer as we call him here. Your file says you escaped because someone came at the door. Is there any chance he knows your name? Is there any chance he knows where you are? I know your name was changed in witness protection, but is there any chance he could know your new name?”

“Well I wouldn’t know if he would know where I am. It wouldn’t surprise me because he had a mole so he still might have one. And he was never captured. And he did cut off heads so it might be him.”

“What was your old name?” Mr grumpy pants asked.

“My name was April Winters.” He chuckled. Mister grumpy pants actually chuckled. A miracle!

“Seriously! Your name now is Autumn Summers and your name was April, a month in spring, Winters. What a coincidence!” He chuckled again.

“Autumn, do you mind telling us what happened during your capture?” Marcus asked. He looked a little afraid. As if I was going to kill him for asking that question.

“Sure, I was running the same round every morning and that morning I ran it again. Then when I passed this alley James grabbed me from behind and held a cloth in front of my mouth and nose. That’s when it all went black. I remember waking up in a van. I was bound. My ankles and wrists were tied together. Then we stopped somewhere in another alley. I closed my eyes and pretended to be out. So yeah and then he lifted me and carried me into the abandoned warehouse and placed me on a bed. He tied my legs to the bed but left my arms on my back. Then he walked to another room mumbling something about tools. After a while he came back. I pretended to wake up slowly and I looked at him. I started to scream at him, which I think he liked very much. But I thought he wasn’t going to get me. So I was really angry and then he cut of all of my clothes. I was so angry at that point I mean I was naked by that point. He could see all or my curves and shapes and all of my private places. Then he was laughing and went to grab more tools. I struggled against my binds so he held that cloth in front of my nose and mouth again and I was out again. When I woke up he was there again. And this time he had a knife. He placed it against my neck and made a cut. It wasn’t too deep so I wasn’t going to die from it, but it hurt like a motherfucker. Then there was this knocking or something on the door and he went to open it and he left his knife on the table with me so I grabbed it and cut myself loose. Then I grabbed the blanket and fled. He followed me but on the streets I was safe. So I fled to the police station who brought me here. And then I got questioned here and after that I got taken to the hospital. There they healed my cut and did a rape kit. I don’t know what the results were, but I like to think it was a negative. Wait you have my file right?! Can I take a look at it?” I told them the entire story and then thought about that last fact. I wanted to know the results. I think I would be able to handle them now.

“Yeah sure you can read it, but I warn you, you might not like everything in it” Marcus said as he handed me my file. I opened it.


Name: April Winters

Age: 18

Sex: Female



Results Hospital:


I scanned through the summary as I already knew all the facts. I mean it was my experience. When I read Results Hospital I took a deep breath.


Results Hospital:

Patient had a cut on her neck. 20 stitches. Rape kit done. Positive. Sperm found. Pregnancy avoided.


I took a shaky breath as I read that. The bastard had raped me. That stupid bastard had raped me while I was unconscious. He had touched me. He had done things to me. I didn’t know what he had done. I will never know what he had touched. Where he had touched. I won’t ever know. I was unconscious. Out. Not to remember what had happened. My breathing became faster, to the point I was hyperventilating. Dean got up out of his chair and sat down in front of me. He grabbed my file and gave it to Marcus.

“Autumn, listen to me.” The words barely more than a whisper. Barely audible. They didn’t register in my brain. Tears fell from my eyes.

“Autumn, breath with me.” He said to me. He was no longer Mr grumpy pants. He took care of me. I looked at his chest going up and down. I tried to match my rhythm to his. It wasn’t working. I started to panic more. Then Dean got even closer. He brought his arms around me and enveloped me. His warmth going through to my bones. I forced myself to breath with his breathing and slowly my breathing became normal again. He held me close this entire time. I felt safe being so close to him. He would keep me safe. It wouldn’t happen again. My cries slowed down and eventually I was back to my peace and calm self.

“Thank you.” I whispered to Dean.

“No problem.” He whispered back. Then I untangled myself from him and got up.

“I would like to go now.” I said to them.

“Of course! But there will always be an agent outside of your apartment and with you at all times. We don’t know if it’s James again but I would think so. And take my card. Call me when you need anything or if you hear something.”

“Okay.” I said with a blank face.

I walked towards the door and went outside. I walked home and went to my apartment. I went inside and sat down on my couch. Then someone knocked on my door. I opened it.

“Hello I will be the agent waiting outside for you I just knocked because I have some letters with me for you. They were in your mailbox. None of them seem suspicious.” He gave me the letters and closed the door. I walked back to the couch and sat down. Then I went through my mail. Hmm bills, more bills, letter from mom, more bills and this address I don’t know. I decided to open it immediately. I opened it and took the contents out.

I read the letter first. It said....






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