As I come closer my blood rushes. If this isn't a trick Jerome and I could finally be free together. Together, and happy. That's all I want.

I climb the stairs one by one getting closer to the open window. Once I get there I look in seeing someone reading a newspaper covering their faces. I pull out my gun and hop into the room. The figure sets the newspaper down reviling a man with dark hair, and a determined look. I held up my gun as in a protective position.

"Now after I say I'll help you you're going to pull a gun on me? Please, dear, I mean no harm. Just want you two together is all." "And why is that?" I ask not lowering my gun.

The man stands up and gestures to the seat in front of his desk. I move forward but keeping my gun armed. "I want those criminals in there. I figure they can do some good for me, and if you agree...well then guess who gets her sweet boy back? Huh?" "How would that help you?" "Oh come on I'm not going to spill all the plans. Some are just still turning in my mind, but I can get him out." I narrow my eyes.

"Who are you?" "My names Theo Galavan, now what do you say? You help me I help you? Not too hard if you ask me." "If I help you Jerome gets out safely?" "You have my word." Theo raises his hand in honesty.

"How do I exactly help you then?" "You're the biggest part! Who would have ever guessed a psychotic beauty would be working for the GCPD. Busting people for crimes shes committed as well. What you would do is give us the inside look at everything. Letting us just skid right past the law, and in return, you get Jerome, glory, money, anything you want. Just name it." "I help you, and Jerome is free?" "Yes." I stand up smirking and stick out my hand. "Deal." Theo shakes my hand with delight.

Perfect, now follow me (y/n). There's much more to discuss." "Aye okay, Gal." I say practically skipping down the marble-floored hall.

+++

Working for Theo was actually pretty good. I didn't have to do much as of right now at least. I go over there once a week to understand new plans and all that.

I've been going to see Jerome 2 times a week since last month. I just can't wait for him to get out of that hell hole. He looks even paler then he did before which is saying something.
I make my way downstairs going to see Jerome when I remember my visitors pass. I stop and look through my purse to find it. "Looking for something (y/n)?" I spin around to see my father holding the pass between his fingers. He tosses it into the lit fire drinking his beer.

"I told you to stay away, and what do you do? You go behind my back, and visit that monster! Don't you understand that? He murdered his own mother! You will not see him! Ever!" "But dad!" "He's crazy (y/n)!" He screams at me.

You can't fight with him and become strangers again. If you do how will the plan work? You have to act like his little princess or you won't see Jerome! Now straighten up!

I lower my head in defeat. "I'm sorry. He's just the only person I have." "You have me honey, and right now that's all you need." He clutches me in a hug. "Please just listen to me. I don't want you getting hurt. I can't lose you too." I nod and make myself cry into his shirt.

We're on our way angel. We're on our way.