Abigail and Kevin spent the remainder of the day in bed. Kevin made love to her a couple times to reassure her that he still loved her. He asked her a lot of questions about her childhood and tried to learn as much as he could about her. Now that everything was out in the open, he craved to know everything there was to know about her. There would be no more secrecy, although Kevin had to admit Abigail had good reason to keep her past hidden. There was still a lot to wrap his brain around, but he was determined to let Abigail know that he supported her and he would not allow this to change their relationship.

They both reluctantly got ready to head to the venue for that night’s show. Kevin had been able to convince Abigail to come with him because he knew neither of them really wanted to be apart for any length of time.

Everyone was supportive when they both arrived. “I hope you don’t mind Abigail, but I figured you wouldn’t want to tell the whole story, so I filled the guys in. I at least told them the important details.” Brian was the first to speak.

“Thank-you Brian.” Abigail said as she gave Brian a hug.

The mood changed as soon as two members of their management team stormed into the room. “It’s about damn time you showed up. There is a room full of press out there. What am I supposed to tell them?” one guys exploded.

Kevin wasn’t going to let anyone upset him. “You don’t need to worry about telling them anything. I’ll go out there and talk to them.” Kevin said.

“You know that’s not the way things work Kevin.” The other guy said.

“I don’t care how it’s normally done. This is an extremely personal thing. I’ll tell them plain and simple that I’ve spoken to Abigail, I know the full story and I support her. For now, they don’t need to know anything else. If we tell the press anything more than that, it will be Abigail’s decision, got that.” Kevin said, a little more upset.

“But…” one of the guys started.

“I don’t want to hear anymore. I’m here and I’ll be on stage tonight. So you have nothing to worry about.” They finally stepped down and Kevin made his way to the pressroom. He briefly addressed the media with a simple statement before he disappeared behind closed door again.

Abigail didn’t venture far from Kevin that night, as he got ready for the show. Abigail needed to be with Kevin to assure her self that he still supported her and Kevin needed to keep a close eye on her to ensure that she was all right. He hadn’t said anything to her, but it concerned him that Frank’s murderer had not been found and with all the publicity surrounding the story, it put Abigail at risk. He had spoken to Carlos soon after he arrived and he asked Carlos to keep a close eye on her. That was an easy job considering the only time they were apart was when Kevin was on stage. Abigail opted to stay backstage because she wasn’t ready to deal with the fans or the press. At least the backstage area was guarded a little more closely and she’d be left alone if that was what she wanted.

Just as the boys were finishing up the last set, Abigail told Carlos that she was going to the washroom. Unfortunately, a group of fans were getting a little out of hand and his presence was needed to ensure the boys could make it off stage safely. While this was happening, Abigail didn’t have time to scream when a hand covered her mouth and dragged her into a nearby closet.

Abigail panicked as soon as she heard the voice of her assailant. She would never forget that voice. “Don’t make me hurt you Alison.” He hissed.

“Who are you?” Abigail said, not quite trusting her judgment.

“Aw, come on Alison. You would never forget your husband would you?” The voice said as he reached up and turned the closet light on.

Abigail’s instinct was to scream when she saw Frank’s face, but he silenced her pretty quickly. “Shut the fuck up Alison.” Frank said as he slapped Abigail hard across the face.

She flinched and held her throbbing cheek. “I don’t understand Frank. I saw you with my own eyes. You were…” Abigail said before Frank cut her off.

“You never actually saw my face did you Alison. How can you be so sure it was me on the bottom of the pool?” Frank said.

“Who was it then?” Abigail asked, as her heart continued to race.

“I have no fucking clue who he was, but it was fun holding him down and watching him die. You’re lucky it wasn’t you.” Frank said.

“But…” Abigail started to talk.

“But nothing Alison. You meant fucking nothing to me. I needed to find a wife and create the image of a happy marriage to make it into the law firm. You were young, beautiful and vulnerable. It worked out perfectly if you ask me.” Frank said.

Thoughts of Frank flashed through her head. She couldn’t believe that it was all a lie. “Then why did you make it look like you were murdered and pin it on me?” Abigail asked as she started to feel dizzy. This was all too much for her.

“Because I couldn’t bring myself to kill you Alison, so I framed it on you so you’d be in jail for a really long time. I had no idea that fucking lawyer of yours would continue to investigate. You know if you had of stayed away from your celebrity boyfriend, I would have never found you.” Frank said.

“You still have what you want Frank. I’m out of your life.” Abigail said.

“No Alison, you don’t get it. I think I’m going to have to kill you this time. You were supposed to rot in jail for the rest of your life.” Frank said.

“You don’t actually think you can get away with this do you? This story has captured the interest of fans and press all over the world. My disappearance will make headlines Frank.” Abigail said, trying to scare Frank in hopes that he would let her go.

Meanwhile, it was just being discovered that Abigail was missing. “Carlos, do you have any idea where Abigail is?” Kevin asked as he searched the crowded backstage area for her.

“She told me she was going to the washroom.” Carlos replied.

“And how long ago was that?” Kevin asked as he felt knots start to form in his stomach.

“It was only a couple of minutes ago.” Carlos said.

“Was it before or after we got off stage?” Kevin asked, knowing that he had not seen Abigail since he got off stage.

“It was just before you guys got off stage.” Carlos said.

“Damn it Carlos, that was almost fifteen minutes ago. I told you not to let her out of your sight.” Kevin said as he ran towards the washrooms. He didn’t care if anyone was in the women’s washroom. He barged in and felt sick to his stomach when he realized she wasn’t there. Kevin ran back into the hall and said, “Have them seal off all the entrances and exits from the venue. I’ll be damned if I’m going to loose Abigail. Not now!” This caught the attention of Howie and AJ who were coming out of the men’s washroom.

“What is it Kevin? What’s wrong?” Howie asked, noticing Kevin’s agitated state.

“No one has seen Abigail since we got off stage.” Kevin was beginning to panic.

“Whoa, come on Kevin. Have you checked the dressing rooms?” Howie asked.

“No, but I know something is wrong guys. I feel it here.” Kevin said as he put his hand over his heart.

“Well I’ll run down and check the dressing rooms. AJ, can you ask Nick or Brian if they’ve seen Abigail?” Howie said. The truth was, he knew Abigail wouldn’t just wander off without telling someone, but he had to be optimistic for Kevin’s sake.

Before Kevin had time to think, security was in action. The backstage area was being cleared and Kevin was assured that everyone that left the venue and parking lot were being stopped. ‘Please god, let her be all right.’ Kevin prayed silently.