Notes-- I forgot in the two first chapters to write the disclaimer so here it is.

Disclaimer-- these characters don't belong to me at all everything is completly fictional

Thanx to those who reviewed chapter 2

Chapter # 3

It didn't take Tony long to find the rich neighborhood. He pulled up to a very beautiful house with two green trees in the front yard. He went through the gate and knocked on the front door. A servant answered.

"Is Stacy Peralta here," he asked. He hoped with all his heart the stupid detective hadn't given him the wrong address or something.

"Mr. Peralta isn't here at the moment sir." The maid answered.

Tony let out a sigh of relief. "Can I wait for him," he asked.

The maid opened the door for him to come in, he was led to the open living room with double slide doors that led to the backyard. She asked if he desired something to drink but he said he wasn't thirsty and she left him alone in the room. He looked around the living room. His brown eyes fell on a framed picture. It was Stacy and who he guessed and immediately hated was his boyfriend.

Stacy was beautiful as always. His hair was still long and soft looking. He was being given a piggy back ride and looked happy. He was smiling and his eyes shone brightly. Tony looked at the man Stacy was on top of. He was regular looking, handsome. He had black hair and grey eyes, he was tallish and broad. He looked happy as well. Tony walked around the living room, he saw another framed picture and picked it up. This one was of Stacy alone. He was in the beach and looked entirely happy. His full red lips were stretched in a beautiful smile. Tony put the picture down when he heard footsteps and laughter.

Tony turned around and saw Stacy for the first time in two years. He was being hugged and carried at the same time by the same guy in the picture. They were talking loudly and laughing.

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