Pamela stopped her car in the driveway with a jarring lurch. Her mind was spinning. She had no recollection of the drive home, but the soreness between her legs was a vivid reminder of the previous twelve hours. She glanced up in the rearview mirror and wiped a tear from the corner of her eye. 'At least John isn't home,' she thought. 'Saturday morning's are his time at the bagel shop to put the final touches on his Sunday morning sermons.'

Pamela stepped out of her car and walked briskly to the front door. She knew John would be gone for another two hours, but she didn't want to linger. It took her less than thirty minutes to pack the largest suitcase she owned. Fortunately she would only need warm weather clothes at her final destination. She could pack more shoes and outfits.

Pamela sat down in front of her laptop and navigated to her favorite travel site. As she clicked through the options she calculated the time in her head. 'Let's see... a two hour drive to Charlotte, and then the next flight leaves three hours after that and... shit, fifteen hours? With a layover in Miami?' She purchased her ticket and then opened up the Sandals Resort home page and clicked on St. Lucia. Her dream vacation was to rent the Sunset Bluff Millionaire Villas Suite with a private pool sanctuary, on the cliffs, overlooking the Caribbean Sea. 'Wow, am I lucky, only $860 a night right now.' She booked it for a week and figured she could decide what to do after that.

She packed up her laptop and put it over her shoulder. As Pamela pulled her luggage to the front door she took one last look around her house and what was to become her old life. 'My dream of a new life has come to a close,' she thought, 'John can't love someone like me. I was a fool to think it could last.'

As she closed the front door, the tears she had stopped before began to flow down her cheeks.

X x x x x x x x x x x x x

As John drove home he checked his voicemail. "Hey, John, it's Pamela. I wanted to let you know that my sister called and asked if I could come over for a few days. Apparently she's having some personal issues... not sure what they are, but I told her no problem. Anyway, I don't want to interrupt your sermon prep, so I'll give you a call tomorrow after church. Love you."

John continued his drive - his thoughts turning back to the conclusion of Hosea and his adulterous wife, Gomer. He continued to find it amazing that someone could be married to a woman who kept sleeping around with other men.

He had the same thoughts the next morning as he recapped the previous week's sermon on the prophet Hosea and his wayward wife, Gomer and then continued -

"What comes next in this story isn't clear and we have to read between the lines, but it seems that sometime after the birth of the third child, Hosea and Gomer's marriage fell apart, and Gomer left. Perhaps Gomer left Hosea for the father of her last child—we don't know. Gomer appears to have gone from one man to the next, until somewhere along the way she became the woman of a man who didn't have the means, or the will, to support her. Some other man might have been happy to see his wayward wife fall on such hard times, but not Hosea. We learn that Hosea, in some way or another, found a way to secretly provide for Gomer's support. So while Gomer was living in her adulterous relationship, Hosea was behind the scenes making sure she had clothes, food, and money. At some point Hosea came to the realization that providing for Gomer's needs wasn't going to help unless her heart changed; in fact, it would only enable her to continue her wayward lifestyle, so he made the very difficult decision to cut off her support. In time the consequences she had been protected from began to roll in. Eventually Gomer's lover sold her into slavery, and she discovered the sad truth that so many others have discovered: that often what presents itself as an opportunity for self-fulfillment ends in bondage and despair.

Pastor Jennings took a sip of water, which a Deacon in the church regularly put on the podium for him. He looked out over the congregation and noted that all eyes were riveted to him. Note to self, he thought. People are very interested in sexual content and the deviant exploits of others. He continued -

"Now even though Gomer deserved what she got, this is a sad story. It's sad for Hosea because his family was broken apart and he was robbed of the love for which he longed. It's sad for Gomer because her sin caused her to lose her family and eventually led her to slavery. But of course the real story of this book isn't the story of Hosea and Gomer... it's the story of God and Israel. Hosea's love for Gomer is only a picture of God's love for Israel, because all the while that Israel was unfaithful to God, he was providing for them, and they took his blessings and used them for their idol worship. But it's important for us to recognize that just as Hosea never stopped loving Gomer, NO MATTER HOW LOW SHE SANK, so God never stopped loving Israel, even though he had to stand by and watch them be given over to the terrible consequences of their sin."

As John asked everyone to open their Bibles to Hosea chapter three, and prepared to read, he wondered if he could be as obedient as Hosea.

"Then the LORD said to me, "Go show your love to your wife again, though she is loved by many other men and is an adulteress. Love here as the LORD loves the sons of Israel, though they turn to other gods. So I bought her for myself out of slavery for fifteen shekels of silver. Then I said to her, "You shall stay with me for many days. You shall not play the whore, nor shall you have another man. In the same way, I will be faithful to you."

As he closed his Bible, he looked up and summarized the sermon for the day. Before he launched into his closing comments, he noticed a peculiar looking man hurry towards the back doors. 'Must be someone trying to beat the lunch crowd,' he thought.

"Gomer may have been sold into slavery, but Hosea never forgot her and never stopped loving her, and when God revealed to him that the time was right, Hosea went and redeemed Gomer out of slavery. Now you might be thinking, "Wow, what a wonderful ending for a love story," but it's not the end of the story, because a marriage can't go through what Hosea and Gomer went through without a lot of wreckage and brokenness. Their relationship needed a lot of mending before they could again live together as man and wife. We notice that Gomer, though purchased, was not immediately restored to her former status as a wife, and things would remain that way until her heart changed. The same is true with God and Israel. God allowed Israel to experience the consequences of their unfaithfulness. He allowed them to experience the destruction of their nation, and captivity; and although he purchased them, they have remained in an unrestored condition for all these years.

Is there a personal lesson here for us? Of course... We've seen from the example of Hosea and Gomer that sometimes deeply broken relationships take time to heal. But I want you to know that no matter how horrible your failures may seem to you, God has never stopped loving you, and he will never give up on you. Why? Because he has always known the end from the beginning. Just like Hosea knew before he married Gomer that she would be an unfaithful wife, and just like God knew before he chose Israel that they would be an unfaithful people, so he has always known everything about you, and me; and he chose to love us in spite of what he has always known. Restoration might not happen instantly, but be assured that God has not stopped loving you; and if you have ever known him, he will never abandon you, no matter where your choices may have led you.

Pastor Jennings bowed his head reverently and then nodded towards the minister of music for the closing song, while he headed to the Narthex to great everyone as they exited the service.

X x x x x x x x x x x x x x

Paul cussed under his breath as he pulled up into the pastor's driveway. "Damn, Bitch! She runs out yesterday and then skips town." Paul knew where Pamela lived and had driven by Saturday night and then again on the way to church. Her car was gone and she never showed up to the Service. 'She screwed me out of screwing her,' he raged... his logic faltering unbeknownst to him.

As he looked down at the padded envelop in his gloved hands the familiar battling duo in his mind showed up.

"Paul, there's no benefit to you by leaving that here. What do you hope to accomplish?"

"Ha! I'll tell you what he's gonna get," the red-faced advisory exclaimed. "Good old fashioned revenge... R-E-V-E-N-G-E."

"Oh, no he won't," the angelic one responded. "Two days from now he'll be feeling... G-U-I-L-T-Y."

Paul shook his head. His face began changing colors as he forgot to breathe. "Ahhh!" he yelled out. "Both of you, go away!" He opened his door and walked as calmly as he could, in the quiet neighborhood, to the front door. He bent over and left the package leaning against the door. As he drove away the little devil jabbed the angel in the backside with his pitchfork. "I win again!"

X x x x x x x x x x x x

John pulled into his driveway at 2:30 pm. A few Deacons and their wives had invited him out to lunch when they heard Pamela was out of town. As he stepped up onto the porch slab from his walkway, he noticed the package leaning against his door. He picked it up and subconsciously continued his key entry into the house. He locked his door and set his keys on the foyer table. On the way into his family room he flipped the package over several times.

"Hmmm, no name or address. I hope it's not an angry member." Everyone was always quick to complain, whether it was the carpet, music or sermon, but in the past few years they typically came via e-mail.

He tore open the manila colored envelope and peered inside. The bubble wrap coated interior held a small square, plastic case. John reached inside and pulled it out. Reading through the clear plastic, it simple said, 'Hawaii TEN-O.' Then his eyes grew wider as he looked below the title. Next to where it said, 'Starring Sierra Gold,' someone had written 'AKA Pamela Jennings.'

John opened the case and underneath the DVD was a small piece of paper, folded over. John opened it and read the two typed lines.

THIS DVD MY FAVORITE OF THE THIRTY BY THE ACTRESS, SIERRA GOLD. AS I'M SURE YOU ARE UNAWARE, SHE NOW GOES BY THE NAME, PAMELA JENNINGS. ENJOY!

Several thoughts and questions went through John's mind. 'Pamela never told me she was an actress. Why haven't I seen any of her movies? This can't be real? Did she really change her name?'

John walked over to the DVD player and noticed his hand shaking as he inserted the disk. His last thought as he was backing up to sit on the couch was, 'who left this anonymously?'

The movie opened with an air shot of the Honolulu cityscape, then quickly panned to people dining beachside and bikini clad women running along the beach. Surfers rode the huge curling waves in the background. The music sounded very similar to what he remembered from reruns of the 1970s show Hawaii Five-O. He thought he remembered them bringing it back to television in 2008. 'Maybe Pamela starred on that show as Sierra Gold,' he thought. 'That would make sense.'

As the title, Hawaii Ten-O, flashed across the screen, John wondered about the name change. He wasn't able to think too long, as the scene quickly changed to police headquarters on the island. A dark haired character, with a chiseled face and bronze tan looked up at the camera. John recalled the original Jack Lord character, but this wasn't him.

"Danno, what's going on with the Won Hung Lo case?"

A younger man responded from the desk across the room. "Well, boss, it seems as is the sex slave trade is alive and well. We've had agents trying to pin him down for months with no luck."

John did a double-take as a beautiful blond in a snug police uniform entered the office with two cups of coffee. The camera zoomed in on her face and there was no doubt in his mind it was Pamela.

"Here you go boss... and Danno," she winked, "two black Kona coffees."

"Thanks, Kat," McGarrett replied, taking the coffee from her. As the buxom blonde turned to leave, he starred at her ass.

"Kat, hold on a second."

"Sir?"

"I just had an idea on how we can stop the Red Dragon Mafia."

Danno raised an eyebrow. Kat strolled back to his desk.

"Danno, what's Lo's biggest weakness?"

"I don't know Captain, I suppose hot women."

"That's right. He's in the sex slave trade business, but likes to get a little on the side himself, whether legit or not."

He nodded towards Kat. "Lieutenant, this is where you come in."

"Sir?"

"We're gonna set up a sting operation and catch this scumbag once and for all."

"Oh, I'd love to be in on a real sting," Kat cooed.

John watched his wife deliver her lines and thought she sounded like the stereotypical blonde bimbo. 'Who produced this film,' he thought, 'the quality is pretty low.' Then he felt guilty for thinking poorly of his wife.

"We're going to have to move quickly on this. Reports have come in that Lo is hanging around the East side of Waikiki Beach. Apparently he has gang positioned as Time-share salesmen. They lure young unsuspecting women along or in pairs by showing them pictures of amazing properties and offering a free weeks stay if they go to the location and here the 30 minute pitch."

"So what's the catch?" Kat asked.

"The time-share locations are a scam. They take them to a remote area and end up shipping them off to China as sex slaves to the highest bidders."

"Okay, then what's the plan?" Danno asked.

"It's 9 am now. I'll work out the details and we'll meet at a small little used office the precinct owns down at the corner of Prince Edwards Street and Liliuokalani Avenue at 2 pm."

The scene cut away from police headquarters to beautiful bodies laying out on Waikiki Beach. John felt himself staring in amazement at the tiny bikini clad women. His penis twitched and he felt ashamed at being turned on by this sight. This wasn't the type of movie he was used to seeing. The camera then panned up to the streets behind the beach and he saw the Captain, Danno and look around to see if they were being followed and then duck into a door off a quiet side street.

Inside the three of them stood around a card table with a map of the area spread out. There were red X marks at ten different locations. "Here's the deal," McGarrett began, "Each of these red X's represents an undercover cop with an earpiece ready to move at a moment's notice. Kat, you are going to troll the streets along the beach and look for Asian men selling time-shares."

"What about me, Captain," Danno asked.

"You and I will be a hundred yards away from Kat on either side. I brought binoculars for both of us. Fortunately it's not uncommon for spotters on the beach to be viewing surfer buddies."

"What happens if I get lucky and one of the salesmen wants to show me the time-share?" Kat asked.

"Then you go along with it. Each of the cops at these X's has a vehicle. We have our vehicle ready to go and..." he hesitated for dramatic affect while reaching into a small back he had brought along. "I had the tech team put a tracking device in the bikini you'll be wearing." McGarrett held up the white pieces of material, and then handed it to Kat. "Go change in the bathroom, we head out in ten minutes."

John gasped as he watched his wife come out of the bathroom. Sunglasses crowned her blond hair and two-inch heeled sandals were on her feet, but it was what was in between that blew him away. Danno whistled on screen as she strode over to them. Her 36D boobs were barely covered by the tiny top. Her nipples were hard and clearly visible through the thin, white material. She tried to adjust the top as Danno gawked, but if she pulled one way it just revealed more boob on the other side.

"Hey, let's keep it professional," McGarrett said, "She's a cop too."

"Yeah, no problem boss," Danno beamed, then added, "Kat, spin around so we can see the whole disguise."

Kat didn't hesitate and as she spun around, John's mouth dropped as her almost bare ass, which had a small piece of white material covering her crack.

"You're very convincing, Kat. No one will think you're a cop," McGarrett said. "Now remember, you don't have an ear piece or mic, because... well, to be frank, there isn't a place to hide one. But you don't have anything to worry about. We've got you covered and will swoop in at the right time. Any questions?"

"No sir, you can count on me," Kat replied with a mock salute.

"Great, then go get 'em!"

Both men on screen and John starred at his wife's ass as she spun around and walked to the door.

The next two minutes of film time were of his wife walking East on Kalakaua Avenue, along Waikiki Beach. Her big breasts bounced with each step. Men's heads turned as she passed. John watched his wife's every move as a tent started to form in his pants.

She saw an Asian man holding a sign that said, "Time-shares in Paradise -50% off for a limited time." Their eyes connected. He smiled. Kat moved in his direction. "Good afternoon, beautiful lady," he said. "Are you enjoying your stay in Oahu?"

"Very much so," Kat responded, batting her eyelashes.

"We are having a special on our time-share units, which ends today. They are close to the city, yet feel remote and provide amazing views of the beach and ocean."

"I've been thinking about getting a place on the island, but everything is so expensive," she said in an attempt to not seem too eager.

"Yes, that is why time-shares are the best. You can schedule one week a year and even increase your time if you find you have more time to stay. Would you like to see one?"

"Well, I don't know, I'm by myself."

"We are one of the most respected time-share operators on the island and get the highest ratings from the BBB."

Kat looked at her watch, "I have friends to meet later tonight. I'm not sure I have the time."

"It is not too far, just around Diamond Head, along Kalanianaole Highway. Our company van is right here. We can be there and back in less than hour."

"Well..." she hesitated.

"There is no commitment due today, but you have to see and sign that you have interest to get the fifty percent discount. I'll tell you what. Why don't you take a look, then you can bring the information back to your friends to show them. They might be interested as well. And then tomorrow you can let me know if you want to move ahead."

"Hmmm... that sounds reasonable. I've always heard time-share salesmen try to pressure you."

"No, no, not our company. We want everyone to be happy with their purchase and tell all their friends."

"That sound fair," she said.

"Just follow me; our van is right over there." He pointed to a white van with a logo on the side that said, 'Oahu Paradise Time-Shares.'

Kat followed him to the van and got in. She looked around nervously as the salesman walked around the front of the van to get inside. Fortunately she knew that the Chief and Danno were watching her every move with a dozen cops waiting to follow her.

As the white van drove along the highway, the camera showed an aerial view of McGarrett and Danno hopping in their cars and following at a safe distance. "Danno, stay back and follow me. We don't want to tip him off. When he pulls off the main highway, I'll continue on and double back. You continue to follow them until the turn off the secondary road. Then pull over and wait for me."

The van slowed and turned left off onto Puuikena Drive, across the street from Kawaikui Beach Park. McGarrett continued on and Danno turned to follow them on the winding road that led up the hill. As they made a bend in the road, they turned in on the first road, Puuikena Place, and Danna drove past a ways and pulled over.
The salesman came to a stop and quickly got out to run around and open Kat's door. "Just this way," he said, pointing at a path that led through some thick foliage. She noticed a temporary sign out front that matched the logo on the van. As if reading her thoughts, he said, "We try to make the time-shares exclusive and private for the owners. The landscaping hides the apartments, but the real views are out back looking down towards the ocean."

He opened the front door and ushered her in. As Kat walked through the door into the foyer area, the camera zoomed in on the salesman locking the door behind him. "Go ahead," he said, "walk into the family room and check out the views."

Outside McGarrett met up with Danno. "What now boss?" Danno asked.

"We need to give them a few minutes to get in over their heads. I suspect Kat will be tied up and locked in a room. If no one exits in the next thirty minutes, we head in. That should give time for the rest of the boys to get here."

The scene shifted inside and John audibly gasped as three other men stepped out from their hiding places. Kat looked them over, and acted surprised, although her character was expecting it.

"Who are you guys?"

"Where the welcoming committee," the tallest and only black man responded with a grin on his face.

"I... I'm here to see the time-share."

The men all laughed.

Kat turned around to see the salesman who had brought her naked and grinning back at her.

John's eyes widened as the scene unfolded.

"On your knees and suck my dick, bitch," the salesman said.

Kat knew her team was outside, so she did as she was ordered. "Okay, but just don't hurt me."

She dropped to her knees and the Asian man stepped forward. "Open your mouth." She complied and he inserted his cock into her parted lips.

John watched in bewilderment as the man's erection grew and he grabbed the back of his wife's head to continue sliding his dick in and out. 'What type of movie is this?'

Two of the other Asians pulled their cocks out and started jerking off near her face. The giant black man left his clothes on reached around to cup and squeeze his wife's big tits that were barely concealed by her swimsuit. His large black hands engulfed her 36D boobs. His fingers dug inter her flesh as he crushed them in his strong grip. Kat moaned softly.

The salesman, who had led her in, pulled his saliva covered cock out of her mouth and the man on her left inserted his cock. The black man untied her top and threw it across the room. With her heaving breasts free, he pinched her erect nipples with his thick fingers, and then roughly pulled them out.

John watched mesmerized. Several emotions raged within him. He knew it wasn't taking place in real time, yet he felt his face flush with anger wanting to attack the men surrounding his wife. At the same time, his rational side knew she was voluntarily participating in a movie and he felt betrayed. 'Is this what they meant by a porn film?' he asked himself. He felt naïve, but also glad that he had never been exposed to this debauchery. Other questions raced through his mind. 'When was this filmed?' 'Pamela's name was on the credits. Is she a porn star?' 'Is Pamela even her real name?' 'Who is this woman that he married three years ago?'

The muscular black man lifter her up from behind still gripping her boobs. The current Asian with his dick in her mouth plopped out. "Now you can suck a real cock," he said, flashing a bright white smile against his dark chocolate skin. "Unzip my pants and take my cock out," he commanded, as he unbuttoned his yellow and orange Hawaiian shirt. His pecs and abs appeared chiseled into the tight flesh covering his bulging muscles. Kat unzipped his pants and a massive bulge appeared in his orange briefs. Kat's eyes grew larger as she let his pants drop to the floor. While she was acting, her husband's eyes grew wide as he focused in on the massive lump in the man's underwear.

Kat pulled the band down and a massive cock sprung free, hanging out and down over a fat sac that struggled to contain his big balls. John couldn't believe the size, both in width and length. He had also never seen an uncircumcised penis before. As he watched his wife's delicate hands encircle the massive member he heard a voice he knew was his own utter new words... "Holy shit!"

Kat slowly ran her hands up and down the black shaft to get a sense of its length. She gently pulled the skin back, as it grew in size, and revealed a fat, plum head. She opened her mouth as wide as she could to accommodate his size. It still was a tight fit as he thrust forward past her full lips.

John's seemed catatonic as he watched his wife service a penis twice his size in length and girth. He didn't notice as one of the Asian men slipped underneath her until the camera angle changed to show his cock penetrating her pussy.

"Hmmmmm," she moaned as she slid down his shaft to his balls.

Outside McGarrett and his men had finished gathering and were approaching the front door. As they walked along the cement path an older Asian man with a goatee stepped out in front of them.

"May I help you?"

McGarrett stopped abruptly causing Danno to almost knock his boss over.

"Yeah, were here to investigate a possible kidnapping. Now outta our way!"

The expressionless man's hand went up. "Not so fast," he replied calmly. "Do you have a warrant?"

"What?"

"A warrant. You know, what the Constitution requires before you enter personal property."

"Danno?" McGarrett held out his hand.

"Sorry boss, I didn't think we'd need one."

The man smiled. "No warrant, no enter."

McGarrett's face flushed. "We'll be back."

"Have a good day gentlemen," he replied as they turned and hustled away.

Inside, the second Asian was forcing his cock into Kat's pussy alongside his partner. She moaned as the two cocks stretched her cunt, but it was muffled by the massive member stuffed in her mouth. As the two cocks bottomed out the men began fucking her in rhythm. The giant man pulled his dick out of her mouth. Kat gasped for air as he grabbed his cock like a bat and smacked it against her cheeks. She closed her eyes as the two men fucking her pussy thrust hard one last time.

"Good thing they came in your pussy," he smiled. "Ain't gonna hurt as much when I fuck you."

He reached down under her armpits and lifted her in one swift motion up in the air. Her big breasts mashed flat against his chiseled chest as he pulled her tight against him. The camera switched angles behind her to catch Kat's legs dangling in the air. The black man's rock-hard cock pointed straight up, just a few inches from her gaping pussy.

He lowered her to the point where his fat cock head was touching her flared pussy lips. John looked at the bulging biceps of the giant holding his wife and grimaced. He didn't want to watch anymore, but the shock and twisted curiosity was like drivers rubber necking at a highway auto accident. His cock head penetrated her still tight opening and she looked at him with pleading eyes.

"Please be gentle."

A bright, white smile spread across his black face as he let her drop down in one violent motion.

"Ahhhhhhhhhh!" she cried out.

John's eyes bulged out, as he cried out with her.

His large black hands held her by her buttocks and lifted her back up. The camera angle from underneath showed the anaconda-like black snake exiting her pussy. After a full ten inches were showing he impaled her again as he dropped her down. Veins in the black man's biceps bulged with each up and down movement. Kat grimaced with each stabbing force. John's fingers dug into the couch as he tried to differentiate wanting to save his wife from the onslaught and the face he was watching a movie she was in of her own volition.

After five minutes of fucking the scene shifted to Mcgarrett racing from the courthouse with the search warrant back to the time-share house.

Back at the house, Kat was on her hands and knees, the three Asian men were taking turns groping her hanging breasts and fucking her face. The huge black man gripped her hips and thrust in and out of her pussy. He drove into her all the way to his balls and stopped. The camera focused in as he slowly withdrew his cock, covered in Kat's pussy juices. When the large head came out, he gripped his shaft and lifted it up to position it at the tiny entrance to her ass. Kat pulled her head away from the cock that was in her mouth and swiveled her head around as best she could.

"Please..." she pleaded, "Not my ass. I've never done that before."

The black man grinned.

John grimaced as the massive cock tried to enter her tight sphincter.

"Ahhhhhhhhh...fuck!" Kat cried out, "You're splitting me in two!"

The black man continued to grin and force his weapon into her ass. He reached down and fingered her pussy to pull out more of her juices and coat the remaining part of his shaft still waiting to enter her. He pulled out an inch, and then tried thrusting forward again. Another thirty seconds and his pubic hair was pressed against her butt cheeks.

"You is one tight bitch," he grunted.

John wanted to get up and turn the video off as his wife was fucked hard and fast by the powerful black man at one end, while the three Asians tugged on her nipples and fucked her face on the other end. The shock was so powerful to his psyche that he remained fixed to the couch.

Pounding at the door cleared his mind momentarily. He started to get up, and then realized the door pounding was coming from the television.

"Open up, we have a warrant!" A muffled voice yelled.

The four men thrust faster.

"Open up or we're breaking the door down!"

The black man's face contorted and he grunted with a final thrust forward while pulling Kat's hips toward him. One by one the three Asian's jerked their cocks and spurted in Kat's face. The black man pulled out of her ass as McGarrett and the rest of the cops rushed into the room. Their eyes widened as ribbons of cum spewed from the giant cock all over Kat's ass, back and hair.

"All right motherfuckers. Hands up where I can see them. The party's over," McGarrett said. Then he turned to his assistant. "Book 'em Danno!"

The camera panned Kat's pussy that yawned wide open, her stretched ass and the cum all over her face and blond hair. "It's about damn time," she said as she lay there looking up.

"Sorry about that Kat. Thanks for taking one... actually four, for the team."

"Not funny, Captain. I'm taking the rest of the week off."

The camera panned back outside to the beautiful scenery of the island and the credits began to roll. After seeing Kat, starring as Sierra Gold, John's head drooped and he put his face in his hands.

Outside the family room window, two dark eyes watched the pastor break down in sobs. A crooked grin spread across Paul Gruber's face.

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Author's note. I planned to end the story after Part Five, but a few interesting threads presented themselves and I decided to go down a very different rabbit hole. Stay tuned for Part Six - The definite Ending!