Shawn finished his conversation with the band and strolled after Camila. He loved talking music and had missed it. He was smiling when he saw Sinu walking toward him.
"Hey, where you off to?"
"Princesa wants her banana, of course!" He laughed and kept walking, glad to see Pete standing outside the room.
"Hey Pete, she inside?" He asked.
"Yeah Shawn, she's good."
Shawn went to open the door but it was locked. "Hey honey, it's me, can you open the door?"
There was a muffled thump, a cry and some voices and he turned to Pete in shock. Pete was one step ahead of him, he ran at the door and it flew open as his heavy frame hit it. Shawn's heart was thumping, how did Will get here? He was in custody and from everything they had been told, he would be until he went before the courts.
He could hear Camila whimpering in the dark and he found the lightswitch and turned it on. He could see her straight away, cowering in a corner, rubbing her arms. He looked around for Will and stopped in shock. On the floor in front of Camila, laying very still with a pool of blood beneath her head, was Louisa Fontaine.
Pete dropped to one knee and put two fingers to her neck. He nodded. "She's alive."
Camila started crying and Shawn stepped over Louisa's prone form as Pete called for an ambulance, kneeling to take his distraught girlfriend into his arms. All this in one fucking day. It was more than his brain could comprehend right now.
"Are you OK?" he looked her over, it was déjà vu from this morning. She nodded. "Call off the show," he said, knowing there was no way she would do that. She just sobbed into his shoulder, holding tight, her eyes squeezed shut against the sight of the girl on the floor.
"What happened?" he asked softly. She hiccupped and lifted her head. "Are you able to tell me?"
She nodded. "The lights were off when I walked in, she grabbed me and I struggled and I managed to push her off and she fell. It was all over in a couple of minutes. I didn't even know who it was for sure until you turned the light on. I mean, how did she get here?"
He felt the penny drop. The closed room on Barry's plane. She had somehow managed to get on board. He mentioned it to Camila.
"But why? What is her obsession with you?"
"I don't know, it seems more than just a fatal attraction thing," Shawn said in bewilderment.
"Only she knows," Camila said. "And I'll be asking her when she's well enough."
The paramedics ran in moments later and Camila repeated her story to the one who spoke English, . He looked around then wiped a bit of blood off the corner of the coffee table. "Looks like this is where she hit her head when she fell. He turned and looked at Camila and she flinched a little. What? Why was he staring at her like that? What could he see?
"Here, let me look at you?" He lifted her arms and looked at the red marks where she had been grabbed, already starting to bruise. He touched them and she flinched. "Does that hurt?"
"Yes," she said. He asked her to move her arm around different ways and then nodded. "Just contusions, still very painful I'm sure, but no broken bones or muscular damage as far as I can tell." He packed up his bag and then stared at her again. "Do you wish to press charges? Should I call the police?"
"No," Camila said quickly, then sighed a shuddering breath. "And she's a well known actress, so if you could keep her name under wraps, that would be good."
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FALLING FOR SHAWN
FanfictionWHAT IF....Shawn actually mentioned in an interview once that as a kid he wanted to be on Disney. What if that happened for him? WHAT IF....Camila had actually come third on X-Factor as a solo artist, just like she planned? Years down the track and...
