“…and then my mom died, and my stepdad could have his way with us”
Group session, and Deb, very unwillingly, had to be a part of it.
“Thank you, Stephenie” the leader said. “It was very brave of you, to share that with us. Who wants to go next?”
Every word of it, went over Debra’s head. She was sitting on her chair, her knees up, as a support for her sketchbook. She had required one, the moment she had the opportunity, and surprisingly enough, they had given her one.
Deb heard some distinct voices-some dude talking about his dad, shooting himself in the head-whilst she drew, feverishly....

Forced, by the many shocks his body had to endure, Simon opened his eyes, and found that he was in a most unpleasant position.
His hands were tied, and his mouth was gagged. By the darkness, and the fact that they were moving, he guessed he was in a car. And he just didn’t do well with cars.
He tried to suppress the urge to vomit, by trying to recall what had put him in this particular situation.
Agnes had come to him. She had pulled him out of the cage, took him outside, …and then nothing…Complete darkness. She must’ve knocked him out, with something.
The thought of what Agnes might be...

One minute and forty-three seconds later Mike and Deb were sitting in front of Nick, in the latter one’s office.
Deb was looking like a little girl, who had been busted eating cookies before dinner, and thus Mike started.
“I know how it must’ve looked, and I wish I could say it’s not what you think, but I can’t. It just…sort of happened. Deb was being very seductive, last night, and I gave in”
“So, she brought it on herself” Nick concluded, with raised eyebrows.
“No! That’s not…Hang on, what are you trying to say?” Mike asked suspicious.
But Nick turned to Deb. “Why don’t...

The mood in principal Mortimer’s office was that of a funeral. Mortimer was sitting behind her desk, the entire Morgan family, plus Holly, before it.
“How is he doing?” Mrs. Morgan asked faint, referring to Richard.
“His situation is critical” Mortimer replied, keeping her voice steady as possible. “It took the doctors at least an hour to get the chemicals out of his eyes. They had to hold him down, to do it”
She turned to Deb, who was staring at her knees. “My son will most likely be blind for the rest of his life. What do you have to say for yourself?”
Because Deb wouldn’t...

THE SHOW | Fox’s The Following (Mondays at 9/8c, premiering Jan. 21)


THE COMPETITION | The Bachelor (ABC), 2 Broke Girls/Mike & Molly (CBS), Dallas (TNT, returning Jan. 28) and Being Human (Syfy)


THE CAST | Kevin Bacon (Mystic River), James Purefoy (Rome), Natalie Zea (Justified), Annie Parisse (Person of Interest), Shawn Ashmore (X-Men) and others


THE SET-UP | Elite FBI profiler Ryan Hardy (played by Bacon) is pulled out of retirement (and the bottle) to recapture Joe Carroll (Purefoy), a professor of literature-turned-serial slayer. Thing is, even from behind bars, Carroll is able to motivate...

Mike stood against the wall of the hospital. Something about Mr. and Mrs. Parker told him they didn’t have Deb’s best interests at heart. Whatever they were about to tell Ryan, it wouldn’t be in Deb’s favor and he wouldn’t listen to any lies.
Ten minutes later the doors of the hospital opened and Ryan stormed outside. Curiosity won it from his anger and Mike followed Ryan, who in his fury hadn’t seen him standing, to the parking lot.
“Hey, wait up!” Mike called.
Ryan stopped and unlocked his car.
“What happened? What did they tell you?” Mike insisted.
“I thought you didn’t...

Hiding behind a van Simon waited for Mike to leave. The agent had stormed outside, worked up over something, and he had spent the last ten minutes against the wall.
Finally Ryan Hardy came out of the hospital and from his confused expression Simon could tell he was worked up over something as well.
It seemed whatever Hardy was dealing with was bigger than Weston’s issues, because the latter lost the angry attitude and followed the former to their car.
When Simon was certain he could snuck in unseen he ran towards the hospital. Once there he glanced back. It seemed they were in a heated discussion....

When Mr. and Mrs. Parker walked to their car Ryan turned around. He was going to suggest Mike to drive to the hospital together. But to his surprise Mike was already gone. He frowned, but decided to talk to Mike when they were in the hospital.
Mike arrived shortly after Deb’s parents, who seemed to be slightly annoyed to be accompanied by the police.
“What are you doing here?” Mr. Parker asked hostile, blocking the entrance.
“Deb is my partner. I want to see how she’s doing” Mike replied honest, but cold.
“We appreciate your concern” Mrs. Parker said. “but we’ll take it from...

Debra felt a soft tap against her cheek and heard someone say her name.
“Debra? Wake up, I didn’t hit you that hard”
Debra opened her eyes challenging and gazed in the face of her attacker. She turned her head and saw the ropes around her hand. They were both tied to the armrests of the chair.
“For what it’s worth, I’m really sorry about this” the man apologized. “I just don’t think you would listen to me if I had reproach you in a more civilized way”
“Who are you? Are you one of Joe’s followers?” Debra asked tired. She heard a movement behind her and rotated her head...

Debra mentally prepared herself for the stream of questions she would have to answer, once she entered the office. She trusted both Mike and Ryan to be discrete, but like the expression said, the walls had ears.
Deirdre was the first one. Worriedly, she walked over to Deb, and supported her back. “Are you alright? Can’t believe you have to work today, especially after last night”
Debra sighed. “Who told you that?”
“Ryan said something happened to you last night” Deirdre confessed. “He wouldn’t go into detail, but he did say we had to take it easy on you”
Annoyed, Deb shrugged...

At the gate there was a man waiting for them. Debra sobbed as Agnes dragged her to the gate. “Will you stop yelping already?” she snapped annoyed. She pushed her toward the man. “She’s your problem now”
“What are you going to do?” Ross asked, while he tightened his grip on Debra.
“I’m going to rapport to Dale. I’m sure he’ll want to know we found his little treasure” Agnes replied and she gave Debra a crabby look. “Use as little violence as possible. Dale wants her to look perfect on her birthday”
She walked to the house while Ross dragged Debra to the back of it,...

Mike closed the door of Deb’s room and looked up. He saw Ryan talking to the doctor who had operated Deb, and walked towards them.
Ryan had spotted Mike as well. “Thank you, doctor” he said and he met Mike halfway. “Hey, how’s she doing?”
“She’s keeping herself together” Mike replied. It was the most accurate answer he could offer at the moment.
Ryan nodded. “I need to speak with you” Something in his voice warned Mike that something was wrong. “I hear you’ve beat the crap out of some guy”
Mike frowned. “It wasn’t just some guy” he said defensive. “It was Simon”...

Simon reached out his hands and cupped Debra’s wet face. His thumbs wiped her tears, but new ones came instead.
“It’s okay. You’re safe with me now” he said comforting.
Mike frowned confused and agitated. He wanted to know what upset Debra so much. “What is he talking about?” he asked a little mad.
Simon glanced at Mike’s back and back to Debra. “You haven’t told him?” Debra shook her head ashamed. "Hey, you don’t have to be ashamed. None of it was your fault. You were the victim”
Debra looked up, her eyes begging and Simon saw her change back into the vulnerable fourteen...

Deb struggled to free herself, and Max let her go. She, deliberately, bumped into Max, on her way upstairs. She walked to the living room, where she sank down on the couch. She heard Max putting the stove on, but didn’t bother getting up to check what she was doing.
Ten minutes later, Max joined her with two cups of hot coco. “Here” she offered, but when Deb wouldn’t accept it, she put it on the table. “”It’s instant. Best I could do. I promise I didn’t poison it” She sat down next to Deb, and took a sip from her cup. “Damn, that’s hot” she muttered. “I think I burned...