Situation: Everyone has finished their freshman year of college.  They have all come back to Pacific Coast for the summer.  They are meeting at Sharkey's for the first time in a year.

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Jake enters Sharkey's to find everyone sitting at their favorite table catching up on old times.
"Hey, guys!" yells Jake as he approaches the gang.
"Jake! ," replies the gang in unison.  Tiffani stands to greet him. "Hey, honey."
"Hey, baby," replies Jake.  "How are you?"
"Great, now that you're here," Tiff says grinning ear to ear.
Sly snickers, "Aww . . . how sweet.  Her life is complete again."  He receives a glare from Jake and Tiffani.  "Kidding guys."
"So, how is everyone?" Jake asks while grabbing a chair and sitting next to Tiff.  "How was your first year of college?"
"Great!"  Sly answers.  "I met lots of babes."  Lorena stares at him in disgust.  "And they all hate me." Sly is afraid of Lorena.

A messenger enters carrying some dead, black roses.  "Tiffani Smith?" he asks.
"Right here," she answers.
"I was told to deliver these to you," the messenger continues.  "I'm not going to ask why."  He hands the flowers to Tiffani, then leaves.
"Oh, no!"  Tiffani starts to tremble.  "He's here!"
"WHO?!?" Jake questions in jealousy.
Still shaking, Tiff answers.  "Back in Hawaii, a couple weeks ago, I started getting these calls."
"What kind of calls?" implores Lorena.
Tiff starts to cry.  "Threatening calls."
Curiously Mark asks, "From whom?"
"I don't know.  He called and left messages regularly, and kept sending me stuff like this."  She holds up the flowers.
"Did you call the police?" Sam questions.
"Yeah, " Tiff replies, "but when I left to come here, they hadn't come up with any leads.  And now he's here."  She is sobbing now.
Jake takes her hand and holds her.

Just then a man walks through the door, catching Jake's eye.
"Drake?"  Jake calls to him.  "Drake Stevens?"
"Jake Sommers, well I can't believe it," the man replies as he walks toward the table.
"What are you doing here?" Jake wonders.
"Business," Drake replies.  Upon seeing Tiffani, he inquires, "You're Tiffani Smith right?"
Tiff nods, still crying.
Curious now Jake asks, "You know Tiffani?"
Drake responds, "Yes, I was called in to work her case here in Pacific Coast."
Everyone looks at each other curiously.  Drake pulls out a badge, "U.S. Marshall Drake Stevens."
Jake is shocked.

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At Lorena's Loft . . .

Jake and Tiffani sit down on the couch, Jake still comforting her.  Sly and Mark head to the refrigerator.  Sam and Lorena sit down on the stage.  Tony turns to talk to Drake who has taken a seat by the steps.

"So, Drake," Tony asks, "How long have you been on the case?"
"Just since Tiffani came to Pacific Coast," replies Drake.  "I was assigned to watch her while she's here."
"And you know Jake from . . . ?" Tony pauses.
"We were in a biker club back in school . . . before he came to PCH," Drake replies.
"I'd love to continue down memory lane guys," Jake interrupts, "but can we get back to issue at hand."
"Sure, but I have to tell you that I wouldn't normally discuss a case with anyone but the person involved.  However, you obviously all care a lot about Tiffani, so I will make an exception this time, if she doesn't mind."
Tiff shakes her head in approval.
"We really don't have anything solid yet, but that can change," Drake continues.  "By the way, anything I say CAN'T leave this room."
"You can trust me," Sly interjects.
Everyone glares at him.
"Hey, give me a little credit," Sly defends.  "We're talking about Tiff's life here."
Tiff smiles in appreciation.

"So, you got a letter from him here?" Drake questions.
"Yeah," Jake replies.  "It says he is in Pacific Coast."
"This means he knows where Tiffani lives," Drake states.
Tiff gasps.
Lorena sees Tiffani's response and offers, "Maybe Tiff should stay here while she is in town."
"Yeah," Sam agrees. "She can stay in my room with me."
"And I'm staying right here on this couch," Jake adds.
Mark comments, "I don't think that is necessary, Jake."
"I don't care," Jake protests.  "I'm not letting Tiffani out of my site until this guy is behind bars."
Tiff snuggles up to him in affection.  Tony agrees, "Then I'll stay with you."

Drake gets up to leave.  "Well, you guys work this out.  Here is my card," handing it to Tony.  "If you hear from him again, let me know.  I'm staying at the hotel up the road here."  Drake walks out.
"Come on Tiff, let's go get some stuff from your house," Jake says as he helps Tiff up.
"Yeah, while you do that, I'll go to my house and get my stuff, then swing by Jake's and grab his," Tony adds.
"Right," Jake agrees.  "We'll meet back here in one hour."  He and Tiff leave for her house.  Tony walks them out.
"I'll go make room for Tiff in my room," Sam gets up and heads to her room.
"I'll help," Lorena follows.
"I guess we can just watch TV until they get back," Mark states as he grabs the remote and sits down on the couch.
"Yeah, I guess," Sly agrees.

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At Tiffani's house . . .

Jake opens the door and follows Tiffani in.
"I'll wait here while you get your stuff," Jake tells her.
"Thanks," Tiff kisses him, then heads upstairs.
Jake grabs a magazine and takes a seat on the couch.  Suddenly, Tiff shrieks from upstairs.  Jake runs up to find her standing at her door trembling.  She spots Jake and starts to cry.
Jake looks in her room.  "OH MY GOD!" he exclaims.
 

...........to be continued.