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"It's awfully dark out." Rachel said to Mark as they walked through central Paris.

Mark nodded.

"Least you could do is talk, you did drag me out for coffee at midnight." Rachel said.

"Sorry, I was just thinking." he said giving her a sideways glance.

"Oh, yea I failed to notice the smoke coming from your ears." She said pushing his shoulder.

"Funny...ha, ha... do you believe in love at first sight?" he asked suddenly.

"Uh," Rachel laughed. "Honestly, no I don't."

"Oh." Mark shoved his hands in his pockets. "Why not?"

"I don't believe it's possible to LOVE someone at first sight. You can't love someone you don't know, can you?" she asked.

"I think you can." he said in a definite tone.

"I dunno, I disagree." she shrugged her shoulders.

"Your very pessimistic, aren't you?" he asked.

"Hopelessly." she smiled.

"There's always hope." he said.

"Your optimistic, I see. I hate people like you." she said.

"Thanks."

"Welcome, welcome."

Mark made an uncomfortable face.

"What?" she asked.

"I need to find a place that has a bathroom." he said.

"Bladder gonna explode any minute?" she asked.

"That's one way to put it." he said.

She laughed. "Try that cafe." she said pointing to a cafe across the street.

They walked over. "I'll wait here..." Rachel said leaning against the window. "Hurry up."

"I'll be right back." he said.

Rachel walked out on the sidewalk and looked around. 'I can't believe I'm in Paris.' she thought. She took a deep breath in.

Suddenly two hands covered her eyes. She jumped and the hands retreated. "Mark that's not funny." she said turning around.

It wasn't Mark.

"Hey babe."

"Jason!" Rachel yelled.

"Miss me?" he asked.

"What the hell are you doing here?" she asked.

"I came to see you." he smiled.

"Well leave!" she yelled.

"Hush, hush. Don't make a scene." he said.

"Your insane!!" she yelled.

He grabbed her and covered her mouth. She tried to scream. He drug her into a dark alley.

Mark walked out of the cafe. "Rae?!" He called. He walked around in front of the cafe. "Rachel?!"

No answer. He ran down the street. "Rachel!!" He ran back to the cafe. "Oh god...RACHEL!!!" he yelled.

"Mark?" someone asked, he turned around.

It was Mel and Shane.

"Fancy meeting u here." Mel smiled.

"What's up?" Shane asked.

"Rachel, she's gone." Mark said.

"What?" Mel asked.

"She's gone, she was waiting out here for me and when I came out she wasn't here." Mark explained.

"Mark, you left her alone!" Mel yelled at him.

"I...I'm sorry. I just didn't think." he said.

"Apparently not! Jason got to her, I know it!" Mel yelled.

"Calm down." Shane said, "Screaming isn't going to help."

"We need to call the police." Mel said.

"Yea, and we'll look for her too." Mark said.

Shane got out his cell phone and dial information.

Mel walked up and down the street calling her name.

"The police are on their way!" Shane yelled to them.

"What are we gonna do?" Mel asked.

Shane walked up to her and wrapped his arms around her. "Wait." he said.

The police came within 5 minutes. They told them everything. The police drove them back to the hotel.

~~~At the hotel

"They expect us to just WAIT here?" Rissa asked. All of them waited in Mark's room.

"They said it would be dangerous to go out looking for her." Mel said.

"We shouldn't have even called the cops, we coulda done a better job of looking." Mark said.

"Don't be crazy, we couldn't have found our way around Paris if we tried." Michelle said finally speaking up. She always was the reasonable one. Outside it started to rain.

~~~Rachel and Jason

She was in a cemetery, at least that's what she figured. Jason undid her gag. "You crazy son of a bi..."

Jason slapped her. "Shut up, must u be such a brat about this." he asked shaking his head.

Rachel just sat there on the grass, her hands were tied behind her back.

"I just wanted to see u for a little bit." Jason said he knelt down next to her and forced a kiss on her.

"Let me go." she said.

"I will." he said. "But you can't tell anyone it was me. You already had me in jail for a month, ya know. So ur keep ur mouth shut."

"Just let me go." she said.

"If you so much as breath a word of this to anyone, ur dead." he said.

Rachel just sat there.

"Better yet...Mark. So just keep quiet or else poor innocent Mark gets hurt." he leaned in close to her. "And u know I'll do it." he whispered.

She just stared at him wide eyed. He pushed her flat on the ground and straddled her. "How about a little something for the road." he said to her.

"Get off me you bastard." she yelled trying to get out from underneath him.

"Your just gonna make this as hard as possible aren't you?" he shook his head grabbed a rock and knocked her out.

~~~~Hotel

Rissa was saying goodbye to Nick b/c BSB had to leave for Spain that night.

"Call when u find anything out about Rach, okay?" Nick said.

"Yea, yea I will." Rissa kissed him goodbye one last time.

She walked back into Mark's room.

Meg was on the phone with Rachel's good friend Bria.

"Okay I'll let you know when we hear...okay, yea...see you soon. Bye."

"Who was that?" Bryan asked.

"Bria, she's a friend. She's coming to visit us soon, if..." Meg stopped herself.

"She'll be fine." Bryan said.

Meg just nodded.

~~~Rachel

She woke up dazed. Her head was spinning and it took awhile for her eyes to focus. She looked around the cemetery. Jason was gone.

She laid on the ground for a while and look at her feet. Her jeans were pulled down and her shirt was ripped.

She fixed her jeans and looked back up at the sky. She knew what had happened, at least she was pretty sure.

She finally stood up, there were blood stains forming down her pant legs. He'd raped her. She fell back to the ground and started crying. She cried for what seemed like hours, in reality maybe 20 minutes until she realized she'd better get back to the hotel in case Jason came around again. She had to calm herself down and just get back. She stood up and started walking.

~~~Hotel

"It's 2 am, where is she?" Mel asked the policeman he just looked at her.

"He doesn't speak English, Mel." Meg said.

"What are they police doing? Why haven't they found her?" Mark asked.

"They will, I'm sure." Shane said trying to sound comforting.

Just then Rachel appeared in the door way she was soaking wet and she had he jacket wrapped tightly around her.

Her eyes were puffy from crying, her hair was matted to her face, she had some grass stains and the blood down her jeans had become a pink color from being washed by the rain.

"Oh, Rachel....are, are u ok?" Mel asked hugging her.

She nodded.

"What happened?" Mark asked.

"Nothing." she said. Everyone gave her a weird look.

"What do u mean?" Meg asked her.

"Nothing happened." she repeated walking into the room.

"Jason didn't do anything?" Rissa asked.

"It wasn't Jason." she said.

"Who was it?" Shane asked.

"No one."

"Wait, what the hell happened then?" Mel asked.

"I just...went for a walk." Rachel said, she wasn't a very creative liar.

"By urself?" Rissa asked.

"Yea." Rachel squeezed her legs together to hide the blood stains.

"What's with the grass stains?" Meg asked.

"I fell." Rachel said looking at the floor.

"Your lying."

"No, I'm not!" Rachel yelled.

A policeman came over to the doorway, apparently the only English literate one.

"Are you the missing person, Miss?" he asked Rachel.

"I'm not missing, it was all a big mistake. I'm very sorry for the inconvenience." She said closing the door on him.

He knocked. Meg went out to try and explain to him that it was a misunderstanding.

"Ur trying to tell me, u just decided to go for a walk?" Mark asked upset.

"Yes." she nodded.

"What's wrong with you?!" Mel yelled, Shane tried to get her to calm down.

"Mel, just..." he began.

"NO! Listen, don't even TRY to tell me that's what happened!!!!" Mel yelled.

"IT IS!" Rachel yelled back.

"Ur lying! Ur a LIAR!! THAT'S BULLSHIT!!!!!" Mel yelled.

"Screw you!!" Rachel yelled at her.

"You arrogant little..." Mel went up to her and slapped her right in the face.

Rachel just stood there in shock rubbing her cheek.

Mel stormed out of the room. Shane, Michelle, and Rissa went after her. Bryan, Nicky, and Kian left the room.

That only left Mark and Rachel.

She wanted to tell him the truth, but she was doing this for him. She didn't know why, but she didn't want anything bad to happen to him, and Jason would keep his promise if she said anything she knew that much.

Mark just kinda stared at her.

"I'm sorry." she said softly.

"What happened?" he asked coming closer.

"Nothing." she said. "I...I told you."

He looked hurt.

"I'm sorry." she repeated and left the room.

PART-12

Rachel lye in bed staring at the ceiling. How dramatic the night had been. Her head was pounding and her whole body was exhausted. She ran the whole night through in her head, over and over. She laughed, then turned to her side as tears streamed down her face. 'Everyone hates me.' she thought to herself. She realized that Jason knew that, that would happen, he knew how they would react, he knew she would lie to save Mark. Mark, an innocent bystander in this whole big...mess. He knew, he knew her. But she knew if she didn't lie, that Jason would do it, he'd hurt Mark. She had no choice, at least that's what she kept telling herself. She squeezed her eyes closed. 'It's all just a bad nightmare' she said to herself. 'It'll be okay in the morning, I'll be fine.' She began to sob uncontrollably and a wave of nausea swept over her. She ran to the bathroom and threw-up over and over again. She leaned against the tub. She sat there for a while, on the verge of passing-out. She shook her head rapidly as if by doing so the feeling would pass, no luck. She pulled herself up by the sink and looked through her makeup bag. Found it...she took out the razor blade. The light gleamed on the blade, she held it to her wrist. She looked for a second in the mirror, then she dropped the blade in the sink and walked away. She crawled back into bed and closed her eyes.

~~~The next morning

They didn't have a concert that day. They were on a three day break. Rachel didn't wanna face anyone right now. She felt horrible. She stayed in bed all day. No one even bothered to see if she was okay. Not that she really expected them too. Finally around 10 at night there was a knock at the door. She crawled out of bed and picked herself up off the floor. She opened the door a crack. It was Mark.

"Hi, can I come in?" he asked.

"No." she said. Her eyes were puffy and tired.

"Oh, okay, well we are all going to a club down the road. Here's the address, if u wanna join us. We're leaving."

She took the paper from him and shut the door in his face.

She fell back onto her bed and closed her eyes. A second later she sat back up. 'Maybe I'll go.' she thought.

She walked into the bathroom to take a shower.

She got ready and retrieved the piece of paper Mark gave her.

'Maingate' she read the address, grabbed her coat and left.

~~~~

When she got to the club it was packed and the music blared. She headed straight for the bar and order a drink, she downed it in less then a minute.

"Hey." someone said.

Rachel turned around, it was Michelle.

"Hi." Rachel said.

"U didn't come out of ur room today." she said.

"Yea well." Rachel said.

"Are u feeling okay?" Michelle asked genuinely concerned.

"Perfect." Rachel said as she finished her second drink.

Michelle nodded. "What happened last night, Rach?"

Rachel laughed. "Stuff."

"Like what?"

"Go away, Michelle, will you please just go away."

"Sorry." Michelle said as she walked away.

Rachel was drunk already.

Mel walked over to her followed by Mark. She knew Mark had asked Mel to talk to her.

"Decided to come?" Mel asked.

"Apparently." Rachel smiled.

"Yea, you know Rachel ur starting to scare me." Mel said.

"Whatever." Rachel giggled.

"Ur drunk." Mel said.

"Yea and ur a b*tch." Rachel laughed.

"That was totally out of line." Mark cut in stepping between them.

"And u know what Melody, dear. I'LL be sober in the morning, but u'll still be a bit..." Mark pulled Rachel away.

"Just take her back to the hotel someone." Mel said turning away. She tried not to get too mad, she knew Rachel wasn't herself. Something happened last night. She just wasn't sure what and she wasn't sure why Rachel wouldn't tell anyone.

Mark drug Rachel out of the club.

"Let go of me!" she yelled at him.

He let go. "We're going back to the hotel." he said.

"Oh ARE we?" she asked.

"Yes." he said staring straight ahead.

"You know what Mark." she said to him.

He looked at her. "What?" he asked.

"I think u like me." she said giggling.

"Do you?" he asked.

"Yes sir I certainly do."

"Why's that?"

"I dunno YOU tell me." she said.

Mark just shook his head.

"Ur mad at me, huh?" she asked making a pouting face.

"Honestly, yes." he said.

"But why?" she asked.

"I dunno YOU tell me." he said.

She laughed. "Good one."

She walked in front of him, she was walking backwards and he was walking forwards. She put her hand out in front of herself to stop him from walking. He stopped.

"What?" he asked.

"Don't be mad at me." she said.

"Give me one good reason why I shouldn't be mad at you because I can give you loads of good reason why I SHOULD." he stated.

"Because... I don't want you to be mad at me."

"Nope sorry, not a good reason." he started walking again. So she stopped him again.

"Mark! You don't understand!" she yelled.

"Well then tell me." he said.

"I can't."

"Why?" he asked.

"Because...I just can't."

"Well then don't talk to me about understanding!" he raised his voice for the first time.

She started crying.

"I'm sorry." he said quickly.

She turned away and shook her head. "Go away, please." she sobbed.

"Rachel, I didn't mean..."

"I know." she said turning to him. "I just don't wanna cry in front of you."

"Well, I'm not leaving." he said. "What happened last night?" he asked.

Rachel laughed slightly and shook her head. "I can't tell you because if I do, something bad will happen."

"What'll happen?" he asked confused.

"Someone might get hurt." she said.

"Who?" he asked.

"You." she said. She knew she already told him too much. But her altered state of mind, wasn't helping much.

"What?" he asked.

"That's all I can say. Don't ask anything else." she said.

"Your not telling us what happened because if you do I'll get hurt?" he asked confused.

Rachel walked away.

"Why?" he asked. "What did you do?"

"Me? Nothing."

"Well then why would I get hurt?" he asked.

"I don't be emotionally hurt or anything like that." she said.

"Oh, u mean physically?" he asked.

"Possibly." she said walking faster.

"By who?"

She shrugged her shoulders.

"Jason?"

The name made her slow down.

"Him, right? It's him!" he said loudly.

She sped up again.

"He threatened you? He said if u told what happened he'd hurt me? That's it isn't it? I'm right." he grabbed her shoulder. She stopped and turned towards him tears were running down her face.

"I'm sorry." he said wrapping his arms around her. She felt safe for the first time in ages.

PART 13

Mark and Rachel walked back to the hotel in silence. They got up to Rachel's hotel room door. Rachel turned to him. "Don't say anything to anyone about what I told you." Rachel said.

Mark nodded. "I wish you would just tell me what happened."

"I can't." she said she walked in her room and started to close the door. Mark stopped her.

"I won't tell anyone, just tell me what happened. Your not yourself, why?" He asked.

Rachel gave him a pleading look. "Do u wanna come in?" she asked.

He nodded.

Evidently her buzz from the alcohol had worn off quickly. Although she believed the scene at the bar was partly related to stress as well as the alcohol, either way her head hurt badly.

"Mark, honestly... I like you. I really do. But we just met a little over a week ago. You don't even know me."

"I want to...I mean I want to know you." he said.

Rachel smiled.

"And I want you to know me, I want you to trust me." He had a very serious look on his face.

"I trust you." Rachel said.

"Well then tell me what happened."

"I can't."

"Then you don't trust me."

"It's not about trust, Mark." Rachel stated.

"Then what's it about?" he asked.

"I can't because if I do you'll tell someone and then everyone will know and Jason will be in trouble and then he'll come after YOU."

"But I won't tell anyone." Mark pleaded.

"You will, this you will."

"It can't be that bad." Mark said.

Rachel shook her head. "Maybe it is."

"Did he hurt you?" Mark asked.

"Just leave, Mark...please." Rachel said opening her hotel door.

"I can't believe you." he said looking angry.

Rachel shrugged her shoulders. "Whatever, bye."

Mark walked out and she slammed the door.

~~~At the Club

"I think we need to do something about Rachel." Rissa yelled into Mel's ear over the music.

"Like what?" Mel asked.

"I dunno maybe we should call Pat(their manger)."

"And tell him what?"

"That Rachel's having...problems."

"What's he gonna do, Rissa? He can't fix them for her."

"Well we can't do anything either, b/c she won't tell us what happened."

"Maybe we should wait to see if she gets better."

"I dunno." Rissa shrugged her shoulders. "I'm just afraid something really bad happened last night and she's just keeping it all inside."

"I know, Ris, I know." Mel said nodding.

"I guess we'll find out eventually." Rissa walked back out onto the dance floor.

Mel stood there by herself, until Shane walked up.

"Hi." he said.

"Hey." Mel smiled.

"Shall we dance?" he said shaking his hips.

Mel laughed. "Ooooh, sexy."

"Ah, just wait till we get out there." Shane smiled.

"Well, well I guess we SHALL dance then."

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