Happy POV:

Have you ever wondered how the person you trust the most can't keep one single promise. A promise you made with them for their own good. Toby promised me that he would stop gambling. I said if he did I would leave. I told him I could not be around someone that betrayed me. He said he would keep it because he never wanted me to leave. People always say drugs and alcohol are why people don't have friends or there family doesn't talk to them. Well it's not just that it is gambling too.

I thought it was true. I let my guard down just a little and believed him. I shouldn't have though because he lost his whole paycheck and had nowhere to go. He came to me and I left. If he really was my friend he wouldn't have broken the promise. I never trusted anyone, he was just like me and I trusted him. Toby was my friend, he was always there for me. I will never go to him again.

After I lost his friendship I became depressed. I didn't even know he meant that much to me. I always though our friendship was the kind that is just kind of there. When your not quiet sure why your friends yet you know all to well. The more I became depressed the weirder I got. I would wake up at weird hours of the night and just go walk around for hours at a time.

Today was not an exception. I had waken up at about midnight with only an hour of sleep. I changed and started to walk. I was so immersed in my thoughts I hadn't even noticed where I was. The same thoughts filled my mine. "Where is he? Does he miss me? Is he worried. Did he stop gambling?" By the time I had pulled myself out of my thoughts I was in the worst part of LA. There were bars all around me and they weren't the good ones. They had the aggressive people that were always killing people.

As I tried to just keep walking I heard someone whistle at me. I instinctively turned around to see a man twice my size.

"Wanna have some fun with me?" He asks

"No" I flatly state.

I try to continue walking but he grabs my arm. I do the first thing that comes to mind "self defense". I raise my fist and punch him in the face. His expression is shocked, but quickly turns to anger. I know I am going to get hurt. Why do I always get into fights with people bigger than me?

"Oh so the little kitty has claws, well I like it." He tells me. A smirk plays in his lips. I would love to slap it right off, but I know better. If I did I would surely get myself killed.

"Leave me alone" I growl at him.

"If you just cooperate this will be so much easier."

"Isn't that word a little to big for you to know?" I ask him sarcastically. As the last word leaves my mouth he pushes me up against the wall. I hear my phone beep, but don't think anything of it.

"Please don't hurt me" I beg.

"If you hadn't insulted me you wouldn't be in this situation, now would you?" He asks.

I brace myself for what is going to happen. He hits me in the stomach and in the face. I fall to the ground with tears streaming down my face. Slowly everything turns black.

Toby POV:

I am siting at my desk reading a book. I hear my phone go off and look to see who is calling. The caller id says Happy. Why is she calling me at one in the morning? Why am I still up reading at one in the morning. I slowly pick up my phone and accept the call.

"Hey" I say into the phone. After a minute I don't hear anything. Then I hear it, her voice it sounds panicked. She is talking to someone. I can only hear a few words. From what I can hear it seems like she is in trouble. As I try to decipher what is going on the line goes dead.

I grab my keys and jump in my truck. The man she was talking to seemed hostile. That means he was drinking. So eliminate anywhere that doesn't have a bar. Next she probably didn't have her motorcycle so it has to be in walking distance. I know where she is it has to be downtown LA.

I drive probably breaking the speed limit, but I don't care. I have to make sure she is ok. Within minutes I am in downtown LA. I search street after street looking for her. I see someone laying on the ground in an alley. Worry washes over me as I realize it's her. I rush over to her to find her with a black eye.

She seems to have passed out and I can't take her to the hospital. So I do the only other thing I can. I give her mouth to mouth. Her eyes slowly start to open. Her eyes look soft and caring. When she sees me her expression changes to thankful and mad. It is a strange combination.

"What are you doing here?" She asks me. Her voice is barely above a whisper.

"Helping you" I tell her.

"I don't need your help" She says. Why is she so stubborn?

"You kind of do, if I hadn't come to find you, you could have been seriously injured." I state in a matter of fact tone.

"How did you know I was here?" She asks.

"You accidentally called me and figured you needed help. So I came here." I tell her. She looks at me slightly shocked at the fact I figured it all out with just one little phone call.

"Why did you come?" She asks me. Is she that oblivious because I feel like I am being extremely obvious. She stands up and brushes the dirt off of herself. She looks up at me waiting for me to speak.

"I wanted to help you" I tell her. Not to mention that I am in love with you and you leaving broke me.

"Why?" She asks

"Do you really want to know?" I ask and she nods her head.

I take a deep breath and precede. "I love you and since you left I haven't been the same and I couldn't bare the thought of you getting hurt." I tell her. I look at her face hoping to see some sort of emotion. All emotion is gone from her face.

"Do you really mean that?" she questions.

"Yes" is all I can say. I slowly lean down and she leans up. We meet in the middle in a slow loving kiss.

"I love you too" She tells me.

"Does this mean you'll come back to the team then?" I ask her hoping she will say yes.

There is going to be one more chapter. I hope to update soon. I really hope you liked it. PM me or review. I would love to know what you think of it. ~H~