The Backstreet Boys are in New York for a concert. After the show is over, Nick and Stacey decide to go for a nice walk in Central Park. It's pretty late so none of the stores are open.
"It's chilly tonight. Well, duh, it's December!" said Stacey making fun of herself.
"Ah, don't be mean you." Nick said putting his arm around Stacey's shoulders.
"Hey you know what I've always wanted to do?" asked Stacey
"What?"
"Make a snow angel. A.J. and I have never done it because we've always lived in Orlando."
"Let's do it!" yelled Nick They jumped in the snow and spread their' arms and legs in the cool white powder. Nick and Stacey stood up being careful not to wreck the angels. Nick bent and started to write something in the snow with his finger. Stacey could see part of it so she moved a little in front of Nick. All of a sudden they heard what they thought were firecrackers. The 5'10' super model fell to the ground. She rolled over and her back stung so she felt it. She looked at her had and it had blood on it. Stacey started crying and shaking. Nick hadn't noticed because he thought they were really firecrackers. Stacey said crying,
"Um, Nick?"
"What?" he answered turning around and being shocked at what he saw.
"Oh my god, what happened?"
"I don't know. I just moved to look at what you were writing and then bam! I'm on the ground bleeding." she answered. Nick called an ambulance from his cell phone and cradled her in his arms.
"I love you." she said
"I love you with all my heart." Nick said back
"Please don't leave me." said Stacey raising a bloody hand to touch Nick's face.
"I will never." said Nick giving her a kiss on the forehead. As he kissed her, Stacey closed her eyes. Nick yelled, "Come on, hun, wake up. Don't do this." He felt her pulse. It was still beating, but very slowly. The ambulance arrived and rushed Stacey to the hospital. Nick phoned A.J. and he came to the hospital as quickly as he could with Abigail.
"What happened?" A.J. asked out of breath from running
"They said she was shot." answered Nick
"What else?" Abigail asked very worried
"I don't know they won't tell me anything else until she comes out of surgery." said Nick.
A.J. said, "Damn it! I knew this would happen. It was probably that damn stalker."
"That's what the police said. They're interviewing some witnesses. They arrested some guy. An officer said when she is awake they're going to bring in some pictures to look at and see if she recognizes anyone." said Nick. All Nick, A.J., and Abigail could do was wait. Finally the doctor came back still wearing his surgical cap.
"How is she?" asked Nick standing up almost towering over the doctor. He was probably only 5'5''.
"Well, she's doing fine now. The bullet just nicked her heart but didn't puncture it. She's in intensive care now if you would like to see her, she just woke up so Stacey might be a little groggy."
"Yeah, I want to see her." said A.J. The doctor lead Abigail, Nick, and A.J. to Stacey's room where she lay on the hospital bed watching the Simpsons. They all walked in and said hi.
"How are ya pest?" asked A.J. calling his little sister pest
"I'm doin' okay I guess." Stacey said weakly. Nick leaned over and gave her a kiss and held her hand.
"The hotel room is gonna be lonely tonight without you awake to all hours with the TV. blaring." said Abigail joking.
"You're a very lucky young woman." said the doctor "The bullet just grazed your heart. So you shouldn't have to many visitors for a few days." The doctor explained all that happened and then left the four alone.
"Want us to tell the rest of the guys how you are? They're really worried but didn't want to be to much stress for you." asked A.J.
"Yeah sure." said Stacey A.J. called the rest of the boys and told them Stacey was doing alright.
They all stayed for a little while then Stacey got tired so A.J. and Abigail left. Nick was going to stay the night. He didn't want to leave her.
"How you feelin'?" he asked
"I'm okay. Kind of tired." Stacey replied
"In the morning or when you're ready the police want to bring by some pictures for you to look at and see if you recognize anyone." said Nick
"Okay." she said groggily, "I think I might go to sleep now."
"Okay. G'night." he kissed her on the forehead and sat in a chair and watched her fall asleep. Stacey woke up in the morning and said she was ready to look at some pictures. The police came by and brought a whole briefcase full of photos for her to see.
"Hi, I'm Officer Charles Boven. How are you feeling?" said the police officer
"I'm okay. Better then the other day." said Stacey not sounding as weak
"I can pull myself up at least, now."
"That's great. It's a very traumatic thing that happened to you, and also very frightening. I've brought some photos here of men that have been known to stalk women or that were seen in Central Park alone that night. Your boyfriend here, said he noticed someone watching but couldn't really define his characteristics because it was so dark. Now, if you just want to maybe glance over some of these and you might recognize someone." said Officer Boven handing Stacey the pictures.
"This guy here. He looks familiar. Yeah, I, I sat next to him on a plane and we talked. He knew who I was. The guy told me his name but I can't really remember it. I think was Christopher something. Um, Christopher D, D, Dixon. Yeah, Christopher Dixon. It was a couple months ago. I pretty sure that's what it is." said Stacey holding the second last picture.
"So you're sure that this is the guy?" asked Officer Boven
"Yeah. That's him. I don't know if he's the one that shot me but I know that we met and he knew a lot about me. We played hangman on the plane and his writing looked similar to the letter that I got." she answered. The police left to go ask the other witnesses if they recognized Christopher Dixon. Nick said he did look like the guy they saw at the park the night Stacey was shot. She layed on her bed and started to cry. Nick ran over and put his arm around her and asked,
"What's wrong? Does your back hurt?"
"No. I'm just scared that this stalker might do this again, only to you. I don't want you to get hurt." she answered whipping a tear away.
"Oh, don't worry. I'll be fine. I won't let anyone hurt us again. We're together forever." Nick said sitting on the side of the bed giving her a kiss.
"But what if something like this does happen again? Im so scared." She said finally breaking down and beginning to sob. Nick held her in his arms and rocked her back and forth. Stacey was shaking, she was so scared. Nick said whispering to her,
"SSSShhhhhhh, it's okay I'm here. I won't let anything happen to you. We're gonna catch this guy. I promise." Stacey cried for awhile. Nick had a lump in his throat. He hated seeing her like this. Nick's cell phone rang. It was the police.
"Hi, this is Officer Charles Boven calling. May I speak to Stacey?"
"Oh, yeah, sure." said Nick as he handed the phone to Stacey.
"Hi Officer Boven." she said
"Hi Stacey, I'm just calling to let you know that we have arrested Christopher Dixon. He has confessed to everything. The letters and the shooting. Mr.Dixon claims that it was not his intention to shoot you, but Nick. He said that you stepped in the way of his fire. We did a whole psychiatric analysis and he has been labeled "Mentally Unstable". So, you don't have to worry anymore."
"Okay. Thank you very much. Bye." said Stacey exhaling.
"So, what did he say?" asked Nick
"Well, they arrested him. He confessed to everything and that he didn't mean to shoot me." answered Stacey
"What do you mean he didn't mean to shoot you?" asked Nick again
"He meant to shoot you." she said looking down
"Oh my god." he said walking over to Stacey and holding her.
"I'm so glad it was me." Stacey whispered in his ear.
"What are you crazy? To see you laying there hurt me ten times more then a bullet." said Nick
"You're the sweetest guy in the world."
A month past and Stacey got better. She was dancing in the concerts again and she couldn't have been happier. Stacey and Nick grew even closer than before. They knew they were in love.
