1Well last night my parents kept yelling about me for my actions. Kind of reminded me of what Stephanie's parents do to her. So to vent out my anger and to keep my mind off of doing things I decided to write this story. Hope you like!

Disclaimer - I do not own any of the characters.

Chapter One

Rangers POV

I slowly opened my eyes as the rays of the rising sun poured into my Rangeman apartment. I turned to my side hoping to find a certain blue-eyed brunette but the bed was empty. Since that one night I spent with her and sent her back to Morelli I have felt as if I had made a wrong decision, for both her and me. It crushed me every time time I saw them together. But it hurt even more to see her after they fight and break up.

She seems different this time though. It had been days since the last time I truly saw a smile on her face and joy in her eyes. Now the only emotion you saw in her eyes was pain. What could he have truly done to make her change so much? She wasn't the fun, stubborn girl everyone came to know and love. She now kept to herself and only spoke when spoken to. She doesn't even argue about things she feels should be different.

My mind was lost in my thoughts but my body seemed to be on auto-pilot. I had already gone through my usual schedule, ate breakfast, took a run, and now I was entering a nice hot shower. I tried wiping away my thoughts of her along with the grime that had collected on my skin, but it wouldn't work. My mind was set on her and what I could possibly do to see that spark in her eyes once again.

I stepped out of the shower and towel-dried my body before putting on my usual black attire. I put my long, wet hair into a loose ponytail before leaving my apartment and stepping into the elevator. I debated between clicking four or five. Five, I could check on with the control room and start on his work in my office. But four I could go visit her. A few days ago she had asked if she could have an apartment at Rangeman. It had been unusually late and her voice trembled as she told me that she just had a fight with Morelli and her parents. She said she needed to get somewhere the outside world couldn't get to her so easily.

I decided to go to five thinking that I didn't want to awaken her if she was asleep and I would just visit her when she was working in her cubicle.

Time past and it was now a little till one. I decided to take a break and head to get a coffee and a sandwich. Planning to step by and check on how my babe was doing. I walked past the cubicle and it was unusually empty. I walked across the hall and Lester said that she hadn't been out of her apartment sense the other day. Steph was always working by now. I didn't hesitate running to the elevator and hitting the four with an intense force. I had an awkward feeling that something was wrong.

I stumbled with my footing as I exited the elevator and I ran to her room. I unlocked the door without much of a problem and walked down the hallway finding her rinsing off a knife in the kitchen. She looked as if she had just waken up. Her hair was messily put in a ponytail, mascara from the previous day was smudged on her face, she was wearing a pair of grey sweat pants and a pink robe. Her body stiffened before she turned to face me.

"Hey." she said trying to flash me a fake smile.

"Hey." I went to get closer to her when I noticed drops of blood on the floor. "Babe?" I moved my eyes from her to the blood. Usually I would have my blank face on as she would call it but now I couldn't help but show her I was concerned.

"I was careless with the knife as I was cutting up some food and the knife slipped." We both knew she hadn't been eating correctly in days. I would have believed her if I didn't know that she was eating normally.

I scanned her up and down and saw blood showing through the arm of her robe and the inside right calf. "Why is there blood on your robe?"

She glanced down at it before answering. "That's where I cut myself."

"And your leg?" She glanced down and I could tell by how her eyes changed, her mind was thinking of how to explain it.

"Some of the blood must have fallen and landed on my pants." she hesitantly answered.

"Why don't you let me help you clean up your arm." I started to walk towards her and grabbed her hand leading her into the bathroom. I reached into the medicine cabinet and set a bottle of peroxide down on the sink. I slowly lifted up her sleeve to examine her wound but it couldn't be seen under all of the blood. I turned the on the facet and let the water run before guiding her arm under it. The white sink turned red as the blood disappeared down the drain. One long cut could be seen reaching from the palm of her hand to right below her elbow.

"Shit Steph, how did you manage this with just a slip up?"I asked not expecting to get an answer. "This is going to hurt." I warned picking up the peroxide and dumping it down the length of her arm. She squeezed my hand tightly as she whimpered and let a tear fall down her face. I had originally planned on covering it with a band-aid but that was before I saw how deep it was. "Im going to wrap this up and I'll be back later to change it. Are you sure nothings wrong with your leg?" She voilently nodded her head, obvoiusly not wanting to show me.

As soon as her arm was wrapped I gave it a quick kiss, one like a parent would do if there child fell and cut there elbow. I pulled her to me and wrapped my arms around her. As soon as I felt her arms around my waist I felt her start to tremble. I pulled my head back to get a clear view of her face and I saw her attempting to hold back tears.

"Th-Thank you Ranger." She stuttered as she pulled away.

I cupped her face in my hands and made her look me in the eyes. "Are you going to be okay?" She nodded her head weakly. "Stay in the apartment for the rest of the day. You don't need to work, I want you to just relax. Call me if you need anything." I placed a soft kiss on her head before I exited the bathroom and walked out the door.

I took the stairs to give my mind time to question itself before getting back to work. Why did she thank me back there? Why wouldn't she let me see her leg? More and more questions filled my head even after I sat at my desk. My babe had seemed so depressed and it hurt me that she wasn't telling me the truth. How could I have just left her like that?

Having gotten no work done I once again got up from my desk I looked at the clock hanging from the wall. A little past five. Time flies when your mind doesn't give you a break.

I stepped into the elevator and headed down to four. I walked fast heading down the hall and stopped in front of her door.

"Steph?" I yelled. A few moments past and there was no answer. I quickly unlocked the door and pushed myself inside. "Steph?" I yelled once again and still got no answer.

I checked the kitchen first and found her cell-phone opened on the ground and a piece of paper laying on the counter. I rushed over to the note and picked it up scanning my eyes across the words.

Im sorry I was such a disappointment

Im sorry I couldnt be what everyone wanted me to be

Im permenatly erasing myself so now I wont be able to cause anyone anymore inconvienence

Im sorry to say that this is my final goodbye

Well please tell me whatcha think and I will try to write the next chapter as soon as I can.