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I hope you like my new story... I have tried to change my writing style in my new storys. How do you like it?

Love between brothers is

messy,

loud,

rough,

sweet,

fierce,

fun,

unique

FOREVER...

Chapter 1

It had been one hell of a week for Jamie. He had to work nonstop. Gladly his next shift wouldn't start until Monday, so he has got the weekend free. Today, on Friday, is the 6-year anniversary of Joes death, unbelievable it had already been 6 years. He
/couldn't grieve on shift, as he had a job to do, but he was going to meet up with his family in the evening at some fancy restaurant for dinner. They meet up like that every year at Joes and Marys death dates.

He wasn't looking forward to it this year. Danny had been bugging him all week about work. He kept saying that Jamie wasn't cut to be a police officer. Jamie was quite mad. He had been on the job for 2 years now and he did a good job. He had more arrests
/than Joe had had and even more than Danny. But even though he was angry, he had managed to keep a calm expression and tried not to let Danny's words affect him. He thought Danny had accepted him being a cop in the past year, but apparently, something
/has changed his opinion again. He was a bit hurt by Danny's attitude the last few days and he had this gut feeling that he won't be able to keep calm much longer if Danny kept bugged him. He knew if he couldn't keep calm, it would result in a huge
/fight between him and Danny, so he was going to try his best to avoid a fight at dinner, but he couldn't stay calm forever...

After he finished his shift with Vinny, he took his car and drove to his apartment. It was actually Joe's car, another reminder that today, six years ago, his whole life had changed.

When he arrived at the apartment, he realised, he still had some time before they all met up for dinner, so he decided to go to the cemetery, not realising that he was being followed. When he arrived at Joes grave he started to talk to Joe, like he would
/be standing next to him: "Joe you have to help me tonight. Danny has been bugging me all week and I don't know what to do. Please help me."

After he talked to Joe a bit more he appruptly turned and left. Not seeing the dark shadow behind the trees watching him.

When he walked into the restaurant, he could see Danny was already there. He felt a bit uneasy that the rest of his family hadn't shown up yet. He knew that the kids, Linda and Henry won't be coming, usually there would be just the 4 of them. His 2 siblings
/and his father. They would see the rest of the family on Sunday. Usually Linda was the one to keep Danny calm at Sunday dinner and Erin was on Jamie side most of the time. His dad usually didn't say much if they had a fight. But now no one was here
/yet, so he was on his own with Danny. Great he thought Just what I needed.

He sighed and walked into the restaurant, realising that he would be alone with Danny for some time until the other two showed up.

When he neared the table, he could see the glass of alcohol, probably Jack Daniels, next too Danny.

He was hoping Danny wasn't to drunk. Because when he drank he got aggressive and he couldn't deal with a drunk Danny right now.

"Hi Danny" he said with a frown." You sure you should drink already?"

"Are you telling me what to do?" Danny said aggressively already slurring his words a bit.

Great Jamie thought he is already drunk.

"No, I just thought..."

" Well don't think that much" Danny interrupted him rudely.

"I see you have lived another week. You should just go back to being a lawyer, it would be best for all the innocent people out there" Danny snapped at him.

Jamie tried to keep his mouth shut and control the rage he was feeling now.

"What? You aren't saying anything? Guess you agree with me then." Danny mocked.

It was too much. He couldn't hold back his anger anymore.

" You know what Danny screw you. You don't have to like my job. But I was hoping you could at least support my decision, cause it's what makes me happy. I have been a cop for two years now and you still tell me that I should quit. You never had a problem
/with Joe being on the force. So why are you bugging me all the time. You didn't do any better than me in your rookie year" Jamie said loudly.

Danny looked at Jamie even more anger building up. How dare Jamie bring Joe into theargument? He was angry and sad, because he lost his younger brother today and he just couldn't take it. Even after all these years. Hewouldn't survive losing another
Brother. But he wasn't going to tell Jamie that. Jamie would survive longer without him. It had been completely his

fault that Joe had died. But because Danny was drunk, he didn't realise that he was just making Jamie sad with the way he was acting. He was feeling so guilty and he needed a target for his anger and unluckily for them both Jamie was there.

"You know Joe was a good cop not like you. You know I miss him. I would do anything to have him back. Anything." Danny stated angry and took another gulp of Jack Daniels.

" Don't you think I would too. It shouldn't even have been him. It would have been better for everyone, if I had died instead of him." Janie whispered softly. He often hadn't felt like a part of the family when he was at Harvard, and after Joe's death
/it got worse. He often thought that nobody would have been sad, if he had died.

"I agree with you. Maybe it would have been better. He would never voice it but even Dad is thinking that." Danny said angry trying to hurt his brother, because he was lost in his grieve.

As soon as Danny said that Jamie's world shattered. Hearing his worries confirmed by Danny. He felt the tears well up in his eyes. Even his Dad would have been happier. He turned on his heel running from the restaurant. When he ran out of the restaurant,
/he ran right into his father.

"Hi Jamie. Where are you going?" Frank said surprised, seeing his youngest storm from the door, clearly on the edge of tears.

" I am going home. I can't stand Danny today, he is drunk and aggressive." Jamie said quietly avoiding his father's eyes.

" He's just sad. We all are. Whatever he said, he probably didn't mean it and he won't even remember it tomorrow."

"Like hell he didn't mean it. Drunk people are usually more honest. You know I am not coming to Sunday dinners anymore until Danny apologises!" Jamie called angry. "No wait. I don't want his apology. I never want to see him again. I have had enough of
/him always putting me down." Jamie screamed into his father's face.

"What? Jamie, I don't think that's a good idea. Why don't we go back in and we can clear up whatever fight you had?"

"NO, you don't understand. I won't come to Sunday dinner anymore, if nobody wants me there. I won't show up again, before I feel like I am part of the family." Jamie screamed into his dad's face.

Then he turned on his heal and ran to his car, quickly got in and took off, leaving his stunned dad standing in front of the restaurant.

As soon as Frank had recovered from his son's outburst, he walked inside, determined to find out what Danny said to Jamie, for him to react that bad.

When he realised how drunk Danny was, he sighed and decided to bring him home. Danny usually was quite aggressive when drunk.

He got him up, "Come on Danny, let's go home, you are in no condition to drive." he stated as Danny slowly followed him to his car, swaying a bit. He quickly texted Erin that they wouldn't meet for dinner tonight.

He put Danny onto the passenger seat and got in.

" Where's Jamie?" Danny drunk voice sounded in the quite car.

" He left. What did you say to him?" Frank said a bit annoyed that the dinner was ruined, because his oldest was drunk.

"I-I don't remember…" Danny slurred, frowning as he tried his hardest to remember, why his brother had stormed of. But he was too drunk to remember.

"You can sober up at the house and tell me tomorrow." Frank said realising that Danny isn't in any condition to answer his question.

After he put Danny to bed, as he could barely walk, he tried to call Jamie, but didn't get an answer.

He was probably still mad. He would try again tomorrow morning when he had cooled down a bit.

What Frank didn't know was that something would delay the makeup of the brothers for some time.

Jamie drove home like crazy. Tears where streaming down his face. He should have stayed at home. He was so distracted, he didn't see the dark van following him home.

He parked his car and sprinted to his apartment. In his apartment, he quickly locked the door and sat on the sofa pulling up his knees to his chest. Still crying.

On the street in front of his apartment, the dark van pulled up. Six men with masks got out.

"Let's do this. Remember the boss wants him alive." One man said. They all nodded and then walked up the stairs…

Jamie was still sitting on the sofa. He couldn't get Danny's words out of his head. How was he supposed to get over this? He didn't want to see anyone, right now. His phone was ringing. The caller ID showed "DAD", but he didn't want to talk right now.
/He had to think about some things first.

Suddendly he heard a loud crack coming from his apartment door. Startled, he stood up and turned to look at the door, only to see three masked men enter his apartment, threw the cracked open door. He quickly reacted, his instincts kicking in immediately,
/he turned quickly and ran towards his bed room, where he kept his spare gun. He didn't make it that far though. Suddendly, he felt a hand on his arm. He turned and punched the first man in the face breaking his nose. The man let go and fell to the
/floor, but before he could go into his bed room, another hand landed on his arm. He brought his elbow back, punching the second man in the gut. He felt the hand loosen around his arm. Suddendly, he was pushed hard from behind, flying right on to the
/coffee table. The Table broke and glass splittered everywhere. He sat there dazed for a moment, but was shaken out of his trance when he saw the third man coming at him. Quickly he scrambled up and kicked the man in the nuts, bringing him down hard.
/He could feel all the cuts on his body and his head hurt from hitting it on the table. He couldn't worry about that right now, he had to get away. He hurried to the door and ran into the hallway. But in the hallway, he was surprised by three more
/men, who quickly surrounded him.

"You know if you come with us willingly, this is going to hurt a lot less..." one of the men said with a laugh.

"Like hell, I will never come with you." Jamie answered trying to push past the man. Before he could pass, one of the men attacked him from behind, putting a thick arm around his neck, before he could react he was in a choke hold. Being a police officer,
/he knew how effective these were, he drove his elbow back into the man's stomach, again and again. But the huge man didn't budge at all. He tried to call for help, but nothing except a few gasps could be heard. He couldn't get any air in to his ungs
/anymore and started to panic. He knew the more he struggled, the quicker he would go unconscious. In his panic, all reasoning escaped his mind and he tried his best to get free. His struggles started to get weaker and more sluggish every second. Black
/dots clouded his vision more and more. He heard the man whisper into his ear: "That's it, go to sleep now."

After a few more seconds of struggling, Jamie's body went limp in his attacker's grasp. His last thought was that nobody would look for him until Monday morning.

When Jamie went unconscious, the man let the limp body fall to the ground, not caring at all that Jamie's head hit the floor hard. One man came out of the apartment with Jamie's police hand cuffs in his hand, bending down and tying Jamie's hands behind
/his back with his own handcuffs. Then they picked Jamie up and quickly hurried down the stairs, back to the van and threw Jamie's bound frame into the back and drove away.

Oh no, poor Jamie. I don't think Danny would ever say anything like that. But he was drunk...

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