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Noah rubbed her back and held her close, trying to comfort her.
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"What do we do about it? Do we call the police or keep it secret? Will they even do anything about it? What if he--if he gets here first" She started, rambling on as she became increasingly panicked.
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"Lets go down to the police station ourselves, explain it,"
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Emery nodded, sitting up. "Okay, let's. . . hope they believe us." She murmured, getting up and getting dressed again.
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Noah nodded, doing the same.
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Em stayed close to him, scared now even in her own home.
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Noah walked with her outside to the car.
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Em climbed in, the two getting out at the police station.
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Noah held her hand on the way in.
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The two walked into the lobby, Emery leaning towards Noah. "So uh, how...exactly do you do this again?" She muttered
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