Jude was dizzy, her head hurt, her wrists and ankles seemed to be swollen and she couldn't move them. She remembered a time when she woke up like this in her tiny apartment or shabby hotel room.

She thought she will never have to experience such a shame again. Jude couldn't figure out how she got herself so much drunken again... She tried to remember anything from last night but only pieces came back.

Arden and the bakery... Mother Claudia.... someone wanted to see her... Missy... Missy well and alive....

But something was missing.... A lot has been missing...

Jude groaned and tried to touch her forhead but couldn't move her arm. *Fuck did I sleep with an ugly stranger again??* She thought someone was lying on her partly.

Jude felt her stomach turn again and fainted, without opening her eyes once.

**

Timothy was crushed. The love of his life killed someone. Frank. Her most loyal employee. He figured they were friends in some way. Frank was always very protective and helpful when it came to Jude. How could it end like that?

He listened intently to the story of Dr Arden, Mary Eunice and Leigh Emerson. Timothy was horrified about the whole situation. *Did she try to kill Arden and Frank wanted to stop her? But why did she attack Emerson?*

Timothy thought the day couldn't get any worse until the magistrate told him his decision...

**

Jude woke up again, this time with the headache of her life. She needed something to drink, desperately. Jude opened her eyes and froze. She knew that room and the smell but never was she laying on one of these beds.

She turned her head and looked around. No one was with her, she was alone. Jude tried to remember again and it hit her... Her office... Leigh Emerson... the pain... and the letter opener....

Jude killed someone!! But he tried to rape her, she needed to stab him. This was a mistake. She wasn't supposed to be charged, they needed to know her story! Jude started to scream for one of the nuns, they need to know the truth!

**

Timothy ran to HIS office. The meeting with Jude has been a nightmare. She really seemed to be a mad woman now. He tried hard to hold back his tears. The last time they were together has been very intimate and special. Now he just wanted to throw up and deny the truth... Jude will never walk out of these walls again. Briarcliff will be her end.

He saw the box standing on the desk. Curious he looked inside and found something interesting. It was red and he couldn't stop himself from imagining Jude wearing it. Her body, hidden only by the soft material, her breasts pressed against the lace...

His thoughts were interrupted by Mary Eunice, now wasn't the time to fantasice about his love. Especialy not while she is in such a state of mind.

Timothy needed to focus now, he needed to be strong so he wouldn't loose his way and his target will always be rome with or without Jude...

**

Jude was laying on her bed, thinking about everything she endured these past days. It had been humiliating. She knew all these people, the patients, nuns and guards. The way they looked at her was painful, some seemed to be disgusted and some other thought it wad funny, her fall from grace.

Lana seemed to be the only one who wanted to socialice with her. It surprised Jude, after all she was the reason for Lana to be here.

Jude heard someone opening her door slowly. She sat up on her bed and was surprised to see Timothy. He closed the door as silent as possible and stood still, unsure of what to do now.

Timothy had a hard time to see her like this. Not as a patient but wearing this "dress" which showed a lot of her perfect legs. Jude waited patiently for him to talk but after a couple of minutes she couldn't stand the silence anymore.

"What do you want here Timothy?" He moved towards her and sat on the end of the bed. "How are you?"

"Are you really asking me how I am?" Jude was furious now. "You're locking me up in here and throwing the key away and now you want to know how I am?"

"Jude calm down please, I don't want anyone to know that I am here..." Jude fought against the tears that started to build in her eyes. "You never asked me if I killed Frank. You believed others without even wanting to hear my story."

Timothy thought Jude was showing signs of instability and that she was taking on some of the delusions of the patients, like "Anne Frank". "Jude, I love you, I really do but three people are saying the same, there are enough evidences."

"You still didn't ask me..." Jude looked sad at him. *How can he believe them??*

Timothy didn't know if it would be good to ask her... After all she may tell him the craziest storys but he owed her so much... "Ok Jude, tell me what you think happened."

Jude closed her eyes and started at the begining. "I have been in mother Claudias office and have been talking with her until she received a call, some man wanted to see me. I went down to the chapel and Arden stood there. He wanted to talk with me about Mary Eunice." Jude wasn't sure if it would be wise to tell Timothy everything about Mary Eunice and she decided it would be the best to not tell him that.

"Arden was afraid that she couldn't handle the whole situation. The dead patients and me gone, she showed not normal behavior and he wanted me to talk to her. She is or was like a daughter to me and I couldn't refuse. He let me in through the bakery and I wanted to speak with her alone in my old office..." Jude stopped, the memories were very painful and she tried not to cry.

"I waited there but it wasn't Mary Eunice who came in... It was... It was Leigh Emerson, dressed as Santa. He roughed me up a little bit until he thought it would be a great revenge if he caned me like I caned him over the years..." Judes tears flowed freely down her cheeks now and Timothy was horrified. *What if she's telling the truth...*

"It was so terrible and painful. He had pushed the hem of my habit up and moved my panties down..." At that Timothy started to cry too.

"He touched me between my legs after the caning stopped and I reached for the letter opener... He pushed me on the bed and threw my head piece away. Leigh kneeled above me and told me what he wanted to do to me and I stabbed him in the neck..." Jude paused shortly to breath a couple of times slowly.

"There was blood on my hand and I hate blood, I felt dizzy and my stomach turned. Everything went black then and I... I woke up tied down on the bed and everyone was telling me I killed Frank and I didn't even see him for days..."

Timothy listened to every word she said. He wanted to believe her but somehow he couldn't. Too much happened these past weeks. It started with her drunken at the movie night...

"Jude, I would like to believe you but... but I can't, I'm so sorry. If you would have any proof...?!" Timothy sat opposite her and looked deep inside her eyes, she was still crying.

"He caned me... And he wasn't so careful not to hurt me like you... He wanted to violate me... badly." Jude stood up and turned her back towards him, moving up her gown, she exposed her behind.

Timothy forgot to breath a couple of seconds. He was too shocked to think straight. Right in front of him stood the love of his life and showed him evidences of her torture and pain she had to endure.

He pushed her panties down and exposed her ass fully. Timothys tears started to fall again. Judes backside was full of welts. Her skin was red and swollen, the welts slightly bloody. Timothy knew that she hasn't been punished since being a patient.

He grabbed her hips softly, moving her towards him. Timothy kissed her welts lovingly, each and everyone was caressed by him.

"I will get you out of here, I promise."