Just My Luck 2

Chapter 3

"WHAT?!" I gasp pushing Isaac off of me in a hurry.

"Sam, I'm sorry." I rush over to his dresser pulling out a t-shirt and pulling it on before I turn to face him keeping as much distance from him as I can.

"What did you call me?"

"Sam let me explain."

"Go ahead because I sure as h*ll need and explanation." I'm starting to have a panic attack. Isaac stands trying to come towards me.

"Stay away from me!!" He pauses in his tracks. My hand now on my chest trying to calm my rapid heart beat.

"Sam I should have told you sooner."

"Told me what?"

"After you told me what happened to you I came back here and started searching the internet. The car accident you told me about was in the news, but it wasn't you Sam, it was you Ally in the picture that it showed. I wasn't going to push you to tell me I was just going to leave it be."

"You're an a**hole. I didn't tell you more than you needed to know because this affects my life"

"I know Ally."

"Stop calling me that!! It's not my name. I am Sam."

"I'm sorry!!"

"Do you have any idea how dangerous it is even for you to know me by that name?"

"I'm not going to say anything."

"You just did!!! What happens if you say that name in public? Hmm? If anyone hears you then my life is over!!"

"Sam please."

"No..... I have to go." I rush out of his bedroom grabbing my shorts and sandals, putting them on as I go. Grabbing my purse I make it to the door when I hear Isaac behind me.

"Sam please don't go"

"You don't get it do you?"

"Get what?"

"Never mind."

"Dammit Sam talk to me!!!" I flinch a little at his tone. But stand tall.

"If they find out where I am, if they find out how to get to me. It wont just be my life that is over. Yours will be too." I don't give him time to respond as I walk out of his house slamming the door behind me. As I'm walking home I can't help but feel like this life had just started and it too is now over. I have to call Detective Summers. He has to know. Pulling out my phone I go to dial his number. It rings a few time then finally he answers.

"Sam? What's wrong?"

"Detective he knows."

"Who knows? Who are you talking about?"

"Isaac. my boss. He know who I really am."

"How?"

"I told him about the car accident I was in and he looked it up until he seen a picture of me. Only on the news article I wasn't Sam."

"You were Ally."

"What am I going to do?"

"Take a deep breath. Is he the only one who knows?"

"Yes."

"We will take care of it. Stay put and I will be in touch." He says as he hangs up the phone. What's going to happen now? New name, New state. I don't want to go through that again. My mind races as I walk down the empty street. I make it to my apartment about 20 minutes later and collapse on my bed. Why did he have to ruin this? Why couldn't he leave well enough alone? Deciding I can't take this sh*t anymore, I go and grab out one of my sleeping pills downing it with a bottle of water. 15 minutes later and I can feel them kick in. Dosing in and out of sleep I start dreaming. Nightmare after nightmare I am faced with it. The mafia coming after me, taking me away, Then killing Scott and Sadie in front of me then killing me. Only this time thanks to my pills I don't wake up. I'm pulled into another dream. This dream I am forced to watch them kill Ian and Isaac because of what they know and then killing me.

I wake up about 8a.m. after a restless night to a knock on my door. I open it to see Detective Summers, an FBI agent, Ian and Isaac.

"What's going on?"

"Can we come in Sam?" Detective Summers askes.

"Of course." I stand to the side letting the 4 of them in.

"Your friends here came over about 3 this morning. They filled us in on everything." Isaac says looking down.

"You did what?!" Yelling at the Detective and FBI agent.

"They needed to be made aware of the dangers that they could face now that they know." The FBI agent says.

"They didn't know everything little detail!!! You're risking their lives!!!"

"They've decided to take on that burden." He says again.

"Summers?"

"He's right Sam. Ian will be our eyes and ears around town. He will let us know if anything suspicious happens. And Isaac." He doesn't get to finish before Isaac steps forward.

"I'll be with you every day?"

"Meaning?"

"He's the muscle. He will be like a sort of bodyguard for you." Summer says.

"And you will be moving in with him so you are never with out him incase something happens." The FBI pipes in.

"Y'all are insane!!' I shout out starting to pace back and forth.

"Sam please try to understand."

"Understand what Summers? You're risking their lives! For what for me? No I don't accept this."

"You don't have a choice now. They have been added to the fold."

"What does that mean!?!?"

"Every agent involved in the case knows of their involvement. They have been assigned their own handlers as well." The FBI agent is straight to the point of being obnoxious. Pissing me off the more he talks.

"Unbelieveable!! And you 2 just went along with this?"

"Of course we did Sam. We care about you and just want you to be safe." Ian comes to stand in front of me grabbing my hands. "And if that means risking our lives to protect you then so be it." He says.

"I'm not ok with this!"

"Sam, he's right. You mean more to us than I think even you know. We want to help. We want to protect you." Isaac says stepping up to me as well.

"Everything is settled. We will be in touch soon. If you need anything, get a hold of your handlers. And remember. Burner cells only boys. Get rid of your phones today. Give Sam your numbers. Your handlers' numbers are already in your cells." The FBI agent speaks flatly as he and Summers walks out the door closing it behind them.

"You guys have no idea what you are getting yourselves into."

"Yes we do. And it's worth it." Ian gives me a hug and then tells us he has to go to work so he will see us later. And walks out the door.

"Time to pack up." Isaac says to me as he opens the door and bringing boxes in a moment later.

"I can't believe this is how they decided to handle this."

"What do you mean?"

"I was expecting to get a new name, move to a new state. Not this." I say throwing my arms up.

"Sam, we had a choice. Do this and keep you protected, or lose you and never see you again."

"Then you should have chose option 2!"

"That wasn't going to happen." I can't. I just can't handle this. I turn my back to him and tears fall freely down my face. My body begins to shake.

"Sam?"

"It's my worst nightmare..... I've already lived through this once. I can't do it again." It comes out barely a whisper.

"Sam nothing is going to happen to us." Isaac comes up behind me putting his hand on my shoulder.

"YOU DON"T KNOW THAT!!!" I scream at him. Turning away from him making his hand leave my shoulder. He doesn't respond. He simply walks up to me wrapping his hands around me holding me as more tears fall down my face. We stand there for what feels like 10 minutes before he finally talks again.

"I'm sorry. But I wasn't about to lose you. Not when I just found the woman I am in love with." I push back away from him a little looking up into his eyes.

"What did you say?"

"I said I'm in love with you Sam. And I'm not about to lose you." Not knowing how to respond I just wrap my arms back around him and we hold hold each other.

It's been 5 months. All is quiet still. Just like the last 5 years of my life. No news is good news in the world of witness protection. Work is work, and Ian is still Ian. We talk and hang out every free chance we get. As for Isaac and I, we haven't talked about that night. H*ll we act more like roommates rather than 2 people who had the type of chemistry people only dream about. But that's on me. I was scared. I put distance in between us so if anything did happen, I wouldn't have to deal with the pain of losing him. He tries every day to break down my walls. I won't admit it to him but it's working.

"Hey Sam, I have to run out for a bit. Ian is on his way over to hang out with you."

"OK, while your out can you pick up some more beer and maybe a few bottles?"

"Planning on having a party?' He says a playful smirk on his face.

"Just having a few friends over and letting loose. I think I deserve it."

"Haha OK." Isaac walks back to his bedroom to finish getting ready when Ian walks in the front door.

"Hey my lady."

"Hey." I get up giving him a big hug.

"So did you talk to him?"

"Yeah he is picking some drinks up before he comes home."

"Sweet!!" Ian pumps his fist in the air. I just laugh. He is such a goofball.

"Keep the door locked, and for the love of god stay out of trouble." Isaac comes out of the bedroom looking at his brother giving him that "I'm being serious" look.

"We know the drill boss." Ian says smirking at his brother.

A few hours later Ian and I have already started our pre-party by drinking some of what we had in the fridge already. Laughing, impromptu dance offs and a lot of laughs later we are stopped by a knock at the door.

"Who could that be? Ian looks at me.

"I'm not sure. Party doesn't start for another 2 hours." Both of us look at the door and back at each other when another couple of knocks sounds on the door. Both of us on edge. I can't take this any more. I'm tired of living in fear all the f*cking time.

"This is ridiculous," I say and heading towards the door.

"Sam wait!!" Ian says grabbing my arm pulling me back.

"I'll open it. You go stand in the hallway out of sight."

"Oh for peter sakes."

"Please don't argue. Just do it."

"Fine." I roll my eyes and head to the hall way. Peeking out just enough to see Ian at the front door. He opens it and I lean forward just a bit so I can try and hear over the music.

"Can I help you?" Ian asks.

"Yeah maybe you can." That voice. Oh my God that voice. Memories come flooding into my head as I get flash backs of the night in the hotel room in Vegas. Those images, those voices have haunted my dreams every day for the last 5 and a half years. My body starts shaking and I start to tremble uncontrolably.

"I'm looking for Ray. He's about 5'8", black hair, skinny little b*stard."

"I'm sorry but you have the wrong address." Ian says with a bit of concern in his voice.

"Oh, I'm sorry to have bothered you then. Have a good evening."

"You too." Ian closes the door and comes to the hallway only to be met with my trembling self on the floor with my knees up to my chest.

"Sam!! What is it? What's wrong?" He says kneeling down in front of me putting his hand on my knee.

"It was him, wasn't it?" I have a hard time getting the words out but finally manage to.

"Who Sam? Who are you talking about?"

"Jason." Just then he lets out a huge sigh of relief. I don't understand. Looking at him in confusion I think he understands so he answers.

"It wasn't him honey. We were given pictures of Jason. That wasn't him." I let out a shakily breath.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes Sam I'm sure." Letting out another shaky breath trying to settle my rapid heart beat Isaac walks in. Not seeing us right away he calls out for us.

"Sam, Ian?"

"Over here bro." Isaac steps in the house closes and locks the door and walks into the hallway. He immediately rushes to my side when he sees my shaking form on the floor.

"Sam what's wrong?"

"Some dude came to the house looking for someone else and she thought it was Jason. She heard his voice and freaked."

"I'm sorry, it's stupid."

"No, no it's not stupid." Isaac says rubbing his hand up and down my arm.

"I think the party needs to be cancelled." I say.

"I agree." Isaac says helping me to a standing position.

"OK." Ian reluctantly agrees.

"I'm sorry I just."

"You don't need to explain, Sam. Some people call it PTSD, others say it is voice recognition induced panic attacks. You thought it was him so it sent you into a panic attack. It's OK." Isaac says starting to put the groceries away. After he sat me on the couch with one of his specialty mixed drinks. We spent the rest of the evening just talking, drinking, and playing some video games. Around 11 I go into my room and start changing into my pajamas. My skimpy short shorts and an over-sized t-shirt. I crawl into bed and cover up. I'm not sure how long I lay there. Eventually I doze off.

"Sam!"

"Hmm?"

"Sam, wake up!" I try to open my eyes but it's hard, I'm so tired.

"Sam please wake up!" The worry in his voice makes me sit up fast forcing myself to wake up. Coming face to face with Issac.

"What's wrong?"

"I need you to get under the bed and hide!"

"Why?"

"Just do it. Hurry." He says in a hushed worried tone. I do as he says and get out of bed and crawl under it.

"Stay as quiet as possible." I simply nod and cover my mouth to quiet my breathing. I hear rustling around out in the living room. Followed by some banging, and things braking, with a lot of yelling. Where is Isaac? Where is Ian? What is happening?

My bedroom door swings open and I start to hear yelling.

"What the f*ck are you doing in my house?"

"Where is she?"

"I repeat, why the f*ck are you in my house?"

"I asked you a question. Where is she?" Some more rustling around, fighting and screaming. My pulse quickens. I spot a sweater just at the edge of my bed and pull it to me so i can use it to hush my breathing. Suddenly it's quiet. To quiet. Oh god!! What happened?

"Oh Ally!!! Come out, come out wherever you are!!"