Chapter One

  The Red Rat, 10:30 P.M.


 Hyde made another appearance at the Red Rat, but to his misfortune, Lucy was
 not there. On the other hand, was it Lucy's misfortune? Outraged, he left to find
 her and when he did, there was hell to pay. She happened to be strolling around
 Hyde Park. "Lucy. You went out and you didn't invite me," he said in his calm,
 seductive voice. 
 All she could do was whimper a soft "Hyde..."
 "Yes, I'm Hyde. Gee, you're getting smarter by the hour," he said sarcastically.
 "What do you want from me?" She asked, frightened. "Oh... the usual." 
 He smacked her hard across the face sending her to the ground. Accepting this,
 she said, "Do what you will."
 Surprised at her reaction, he frowned. "What, no protest? Why?"
 She looked up at him, dirt on her face and blood on her lips.
 "Because there is no way I could win."
 With those words he grinned his psychotic grin, did what he had come to do, and
 then ran off leaving Lucy alone and terrified.


  The Streets Of London, 11:00 P.M.


 Lucy, dirty and bloody, went to the only place she could think of: 46 Harley
 Street, the house of Dr. Jekyll. Poole had a day off so Jekyll answered the door
 when he heard a knock. "Lucy," he said, concerned yet frightened. 
 She looked at him for a moment, then sank to the floor crying. He picked her up
 and brought her to his couch to lie down. She began to speak, "Hyde..."
 Jekyll quickly interrupted her, "I know. I can see it in your eyes."
 Then his eyebrows arched upward and he looked as if he wanted to cry.
 "I'm sorry."
 He saw what a mess she was. "Lucy, why don't I run you a nice hot bath. It will
 help you relax."
 She wanted to say no, but she was so upset that she would do anything to take
 her mind off Hyde, so she agreed. He drew the bath and then showed her to the
 bathroom.
 "This is one of Emma's nightgowns. When you are through you can wear it. I have
 a spare bedroom and I would like it if you would stay here. I don't want you to
 wander the streets in your condition... You're very vulnerable right now."
 Touched by his gesture, she agreed. He left for downstairs and she stripped
 down and got into the tub.


 *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*



 Downstairs, Jekyll was cursing himself for ever trying his formula. 
 "If I had known that this experiment would cause me to hurt the people that I care
 about, then I would have never tested it! Lucy has done nothing wrong. Hyde
 uses her as a play toy, but why?! I care too much about her to let this keep
 happening."
 Then Jekyll started to think. Perhaps he cared a little too much about her. An hour
 went by, and he began to wonder what was keeping Lucy so he went upstairs to
 check. He stepped into the bathroom and saw Lucy with her head resting on the
 edge of the tub as if she was sleeping...
   He walked over to her and sat on the edge of the tub just as her eyes fluttered
 open. As he looked down at her she sat up and placed a small kiss on his lips.
 She was now on her knees, the water coming to her stomach and the soapy
 bubbles sliding down her chest. He placed his hand on her cheek and then leaned
 down to passionately kiss her.


*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*


 Downstairs there was a knocking at the door, but no one came to answer. The
 mystery guest decided to let herself in and it was none other than Emma. 
 "Henry," she called out, but received no answer. She started to work her way
 through the house checking every room she could find. She eventually made her
 way upstairs and started checking the bedrooms and studies. She made her way
 towards the last bathroom in the house and slowly opened the door. "Henr-" she
 stopped in shock. The last thing she'd expected to see was her fiancé and another
 woman kissing in a bathtub together.
 Henry and Lucy froze in horror. "Emma! It's not what it looks like," Henry said
 defensively. Emma gave him a look of death, "Oh really?! What would it look like
 to you?! How would you like to see your husband with someone else?!"
 Jekyll started to defend himself again, "Now sweetums, technically we aren't
 married yet."
 Lucy just sunk down in the bath.
 Emma became fed up and stormed off. 
 "No, Emma!! I didn't mean it like that!" 
 He jumped out of the tub, grabbed his robe and ran after her. Lucy rose back up
to the surface with a sad look on her face. Jekyll had just left her.