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-chapter one: let's get on with it.

 So life seems beautiful for these two, doesn't it? Well, let's look at life through their eyes for a while.

 "Oh man, I'm gonna be late for school again!" Ashley murmers as she hurridly dresses for school. "I NEED to find a new alarm clock soon!"
 Quickly she fixes the coffee her roommate left for her, grabs a banana and hops in her car, speeding up the road to try to make it to school on time.
 Anxiously she waits at the stop light, [the towns ONLY light] and taps her fingers on the steering wheel. "Hurry up!" she blurts out after everyone but her has seemed to go through the light. "Finally!" the light has turned green. She punches it and attempts to get up full speed as she still has 5 miles to go, and is already a minute late. She turns and looks as a car to the side of her runs the light! She turns her Cadillac by reflex to avoid hitting the vehicle coming at her full speed. She slams her brakes, fishtails off the side of the road, and into the ditch. Ashley has no airbags, and has forgotten to buckle up in her hurried attempt to get to school.

 911 is called, they rush out to save this young girl, immediately recognized as Ashley Winkler, the not-so-lucky victim of the light runner, identified as Bob Jones, who's gotten off easy, and has not a scratch to show for this minor wreck.
 Ashley has blacked out. When she awakens, she's startled to see her surroundings. She in the hosital! "Ma'am," she asks her nurse, "what happened? Why am I here?...." questions flow as the nurse trys to explain the details she wants.. the answers to her questions.
 "Dear young lass," the nurse attempts to quiet her, "you've been in a wreck. Some young teenage idiot ran the light, causing you to fish tail, and fly off the road into the ditch. You were some 5 miles from school lassie, what were you doing?"
 "Oh.. I remember now. I was late for school, and I couldn't face being late. See, my alarm is broken," she explains to the nurse, "and I got up late, again. I was waiting at the light for what seemed to be forever. As soon as it changed I gunned it.. and that kid ran his light."
 "Ashley, you're a lucky girl. Not many people have survived what just happened to you. And to come out of it with only a broken leg and bruised forehead... " Ashley cuts off the nurse in pure denial, "WHAT?! I can't! I'm a cheerleader at the high school! We have a game soon and I'm the leader!" she shouts so loud the doctor comes to her bedside to calm her.
 "Shh," the doctor trys to sooth her, "it's okay, she was fooling with you my dear!" he smiles and laughs.
 Ashley shoots a look of disgust towards the nurse, "okay, that scared me for a minute! At this point, I'da believed it if you told me I had two heads!" she jokes and giggles weakly, then cringes in pain. "But wow, I certainly do have a bad headache."
 "Well, you weren't buckled up dear, and you had no airbags. I'm surprised you made it, really I am." replies the doctor, "What's the story on no seat belt?"
 "Ugh," she moans, "I was in a hurry, and I forgot. I feel so stupid!"
 "Well, there was certainly someone looking after you." the doc smiles matter-of-factly.
 Ashley looks at him in excitment, "You're a Christian, aren't you?" she accuses him teasingly.
 "Why yes I am.. I accepted Christ the year you and Blade did the testimonials at the fair. It was beautiful!" he exclaims, with a broad smile covering his face.
 "That year certainly was something extraordinary! We had 15 people claim to accept Him, and you've just demonstrated that not everyone even told us about it." Ash smiles back so to disclose her joy. "But anyways, how long till I'm released?" she questions.
 The doctor replies from across the room where he's fixing her tea, "Not too long dear. I think you'll be okay. As for your car....." he drifts into thought.
 Trying to stiffle a giggle, Ashley sits up and accepts the tea. "Can I make a phone call?"

 Meanwhile, Blade, who heard the news but couldn't be there as for school reasons..
 "John, what if she isn't alright? Why won't someone call me!" Blade questions while pacing back and forth in the school hallway, tear-stained face in despair.
 "She's gonna be okay Blade," John tries to comfort his best friend in every way possible, pacing with him, hand on his shoulder, "Remember, God's watching after her!"
 "Oh but what if she isn't? What if the doctors can't do anything? What if she's been hurt too badly? Oh Lord, and what happens if she can't cheer for the team, it's her ticket to college!?" he mumbles question after question.
 "Blade, why don't you sit down, and think for a few minutes! You're being unreasonable right now!" John tells him.
 "Ugh, you're right.. as usual." He hugs his friend and walks towards the nearest bench.
 As they sit down, Blade's cell phone rings. He hurridly answers it in hopes of it being Ashley, or some news about her.
 "Hello, is this Blade Riley?" asks the man on the other line.
 "Yes, hello" comes his reply.
 "I'm calling for one reason, and one only. That wreck today was no accident. It was planned." Came the voice.
 "Who is this, and what in the world are you talking about?" Blade feels the hair on the back of his neck begin to rise, and chillbumps sweep across his muscular body.
 "That's none of your business, Blade." The  line goes dead.
 Blade sits there listening to the dead line, wondering what has happened.. and who that might have been. Slowly closing the phone, he thinks to himself, 'Who would have wanted to kill his beautiful Ashley? Might she have some kind of weird stalker after her? What if he tries to kill again?' So many thoughts quickly run through Blades' head. John stares at him in wonder, but doesn't ask. He'll tell him when it's time.
 Blade quickly turns to him, explains the call, and asks, "is there anywhere he can take Ashley that might be safe?
 John is stunned. He doesn't know what to say back. He looks at Blade in disbeleif, and slowly trys to put together a sentence, "that.... wouldn't.. I-I-I.... I mean, .. shouldn't be..." he cuts himself off as Blades phone rings again.
 "Hello, you've reached Blade, who's this?" he quickly blurts.
 "Hey gorgeous! It's Ashley!" comes his reply.
 "Oh my gosh... babe it's so good to hear from you! How are you doing?" he asks.
 "I'm doing great. I'm about to be released!" she says in excitment.
 "Well baby, listen, don't do anything.. stay there. I'm going to come pick you up. We have to get out of here." Blade is once again feeling chillbumps sweep across his body.
 "What? Why?" confusedly she wonders.
 "I got a call about 10 minutes ago. That accident was planned. Someones out to kill you!"
 "Geesh... you're crazy!" she accuses.
 Blade hands the phone to John, "say something to her, she doesn't believe me."
 "Ashley?" John makes sure shes there.
 "Yeaup? I'm here, hi John!" she says.
 "Honey, what he said is the truth, it's all truth. That guy called only a few minutes before you did." He explains.
 "Then okay, I'll stay here. I have no car anyways. Ask him what time he'll be here for me please?"
 He quickly asks Blade, who's shocked that Ashley would have thought he was lying. "I'll be there in 10 minutes... tell her I Love her.. please."
 John recites to Ashley what he's been told and add's, "Be Safe love."
 Giggling, Ashley slips, "Okay dear, thank you. Love you boys!" and hangs up.