Hey everyone! This is my second fan fic ever and my first TNLOCK one. I love this show and the books!.

Don't worry ,folks, I am totally team Alek but I really don't think Brian's that bad. Obviously not good for Chloe but still not bad. This is idea came vaguely from the books which I read long before the TV series. Love em both!

This was originally going to be a one or two shot because I am really bad at updating but it ended up being too long and I'll do my best to update quickly. And guess what, if you add this and review a lot I'll be a lot more convinced to ditch my bf and write. ;). Tell me if you think the categories don't apply or something. And for you Chalek fans, no promises but...look forward to the last chapter when ever that may come.

Warning: first part is somewhat graohic for violence and minor gore.

Disclaimer: I own TNLOCK as much as I own Benjamin Stone; In other words, whatever Gods there out there know I WISH!

Chloe tried to open her eyes but was met with blackness. Her head was spinning.

Did I just die?, she asked herself, trying to remember the morning's events. The last thing she remembered was agreeing to meet Amy for coffee.

She felt like she wasn't in her body but there was none of the brutal pain that comes when she loses a life.

Somehow she managed to lift her head and then tried to stretch her arms, almost enjoying this seemingly drunken state. Chloe soon found that her limbs wouldn't move.

She let herself stay like that, calm and half-awake until a voice cut through her reverie.

"Wakey wakey, kitty cat," a gruff, accented male voice whispered in her ear.

Every muscle in her body tensed at the sound .

Chloe realized that she shouldn't be relaxed she should be terrified.

Suddenly light invaded her vision as she felt cloth being torn away from her face. It took her several seconds to become familiar with her surroundings and when she was, she wished she wasn't. Chloe was in a large, dark room dotted with armed men in equally dark clothing.

She felt something hard against her back and looked down to see that she was tied to a column. Her entire torso and legs were covered by coils of 1-inch thick rope.

But worse of all was the man standing in front of her with a blindfold in one hand and a dagger in the other.

At first Chloe had expected to find herself looking in the eyes of the scar-faced freak before remembering that Valentina had killed him. But Chloe had never in her wildest dreams expected to see the man that was before her. She had spoken to him briefly while looking at an ugly piece of abstract art, not him, and she had seen a picture of him.

On Brian's phone.

She was looking at the handsome, slightly wrinkled face of a very dangerous Mr. Rezza.

"I don't believe we've been properly introduced" he said with mock politeness. "I'm Whitley Rezza. I would shake your hand but I see that you're all…tied up. I know that you got quite close to my son, Brian. It's thanks to him that I finally have you here with me."

Chloe glared at the man, her head reeling at Brian's betrayal.

If only I hadn't convinced Alek to let me get coffee without a protector.

Alek.

He should be there any second. He always busts in just in time to save her, even when he isn't scheduled to watch her. Sometimes she wonders how he seems to know where she is at all time but she couldn't bring herself to think of that given her situation.

She heard footsteps running up stars somewhere else in the building. Help.

"Why are you doing this? I haven't done anything to you," she hissed, tying to buy some time.

"That's where you're wrong, kitten." Mr. Rezza sneered, stepping closer to her until he was barely an inch away from her face. "You see this dagger?" he questioned raising the beautifully crafted weapon and placing the pointed tip against her shoulder blade. "Your people, your precious Mai, killed my wife with this dagger." With every word he dug the sharp metal deeper into her pale skin, causing a deep bloody gash and Chloe to scream in pain. "So now, I'm going to avenge poor Evelyn by killing the Mai's precious Uniter. All. Eight. Times." He pulled to knife from her skin leaving a huge gaping wound in his victim.

Mr. Rezza raised the dagger and positioned it against her neck.

He pushed the dagger against her throat causing Chloe to scream again..

"Bye-bye, Chloe King," he hissed menacingly.

Just before the knife slit her throat, taking her 2nd life, the door slammed open. Chloe sighed in relief as Mr. Rezza let out a breath of frustration. Both turned towards the door, shocked by who they saw standing their.

"Let her go, Dad," Brian said, hurrying over to the two.

"Now Brian," Mr. Rezza told his son, temporarily removing the knife from Chloe's neck, "you know I can't do that. The Uniter has to go. It's for your mother."

Please, Brian, Chloe pleaded in her head, you can't be bad. Please say he's lying. Please save me.

"I know that, Father. Let me do it," Brian said, extending his hand for the dagger. With his words Mr. Rezza's face filled with pride and Chloe's heart sank as the weapon exchanged hands. Its one thing to be killed by a member of the Order but Chloe didn't think she could handle being killed by the boy she loved.

"Good for you, Brian," Mr. Rezza said patting his son on the shoulder. "I'm very proud but don't disappoint me." He left, gesturing for some of the guards to follow him.

Brian moved to stand closer to Chloe. She opened her mouth to say something to her but Brian interrupted her.

"Don't say anything, Chloe. Play along and I'll get you out alive," he said so low that only someone with super hearing could hear.

She tried to say something again but Brian shushed her with fake spite for the sake of the guards.

"Please, Chloe, act scared. It's the only way to save you," he hissed in her ear bringing the dagger up in the air.

Chloe obeyed quickly, although not all of her fear was an act.

Brian paced circles around a tied up Chloe saying every hateful thing he could think of. He cursed her, her race, her family. He told her she was a murderer and a freak. Every word sent new chills of fear down her spine. She was starting to go back to her idea that Brian really had betrayed her and that she was about to die.

Finally Brian stopped in front of her, facing the terrified blonde. He raised the dagger in the air again. That's it, Brian's terrible, Chloe thought just as Brian brought the dagger down at an alarming speed. Chloe braced herself for the horrendous pain that would surely come when the blade went into her body and felt…nothing. She looked down hesitantly to see that Brian had, in fact, cut the dagger through something but it wasn't her. He had cut the ropes off of her by splitting them down the front. Once free of her restraints Chloe realized that she had lost all feeling in her legs and slid down the column, crumbling to the floor. Brian continued pacing in front of Chloe before he finally knelt down in front of her.

"You have help coming, right?" he whispered so only she with her super-hearing could hear, "The blonde British boy is always following you around or that other girl."

Before Chloe could reply the door slammed open. Both heads snapped up to see the room instantly flooded by people in dark cloths. Mai.

Both Chloe and Brian breathed a sigh of relief.

Most of the Mai jumped on the guards, human bodies falling all around. The last three to enter were Jasmine, Valentina and an enraged Alek.

The second he saw the position Chloe and Brian were in, her crumbled on the floor with him kneeling before her, a dagger dangling in his hand, Alek let out a dangerous growl and pounced. Within seconds, Brian was lying on the floor, screaming with Alek cursing him and clawing at his face.

"You bastard!" was the only understandable thing that Alek screamed in his rage.

Jasmine ran to Chloe trying to help her off the ground. At this point, Chloe could barely see through all of her tears.

"Don't worry, Chloe," Jasmine tried comforting her, " we have all the guards and assasins taken care of and nobody's hurt. We have to get you out of here though before more come, Alek's taking care of Brian."

"No, no!" Chloe started screaming breaking out of Jasmine's hold and sprinting to the two boys. She ignored Jasmine calling her name and continued forward with what little was left of her strength. She reached them just in time to see Alek's claws shred Brian's shirt and some of the skin underneath,

"Alek, stop it!" she screamed. The British Mai didn't listen to her and continued his slow, enraged attack on Brian. Chloe grabbed the back of his shirt trying to pull him off which his misperceived as an attack. He turned to her, swiping with his claws, almost coming in contact with her face before realizing that it was Chloe clutching to his shirt.

"What are you doing Chloe," he hissed, his eyes till slits, "let me go and get out of here."

"No!" she insisted, gripping the blood-stained cloth tighter," Brian saved me, you can't hurt him!"

"He was going to kill you, Chloe. He's the reason you got hurt!"

"He's the reason I'm alive!"

Before Alek could reply Jasmine came over. "Leave Brian, we have to go now!"

Before Jasmine could grab her, Chloe released Alek and ran over to a bleeding Brian. He had huge bright red stripes along his chest, stomach, and legs where Alek's claws had ripped through his clothes. His face was even worse with two black eyes, a busted lip and cuts all over his cheeks and forehead. There was even a small puncture wound where Alek had stuck his claw in Brian's throat, prepared to slit it before Chloe had stopped him.

"Brian, Brian!" Chloe cried, falling to her knees next to his semi-conscious form.

"Chloe, get out of here. Simone will be here soon and she'll have back-up. Please go!" Brian begged.

"Are you okay?" Chloe asked him frantically, a new stream of tears gushing down her cheeks.

"I'll be fine, someone will come help me."

"Chloe, we are leaving. Now," Valentina called out from the doorway where she, Jasmine and a still angry Alek stood with some other Mai.

Chloe looked up at them with pleading eyes. Valentina sighed and raised a finger signaling one minute.

Chloe mouthed a thank you to the older woman, ignoring Alek's glares, and turning back to the injured boy on the floor. She pulled her shirt over her head, leaving her in only a black camisole. She gently dabbed the soft fabric at the wounds, causing Brian to wince and occasionally cry out.

"Let's go Chloe! Your minute's up," Alek shouted, madder than before.

This time Chloe didn't argue. She gripped Brian's right hand in both of hers and leaned closer to him.

"Thank you," she whispered in his ear. Chloe placed a soft kiss on the unwounded skin of his cheek before giving his hand a final squeeze and getting up to join her fellow Mai. They surrounded her and with one last look back she disappeared through the door.

Alek looked down at the paper in his hand, scarcely paying attention to were he was walking. He knew those streets perfectly, understandable given the amount of time he spent walking them watching Chloe.

Chloe.

It had been a little over a week since she was kidnapped by the Order and nearly killed. Once they had gotten her out of Rezza headquarters, Alek, Jasmine and Valentina rushed Chloe to the condo. A quick call to Chloe's mother, who was on a business trip to Chicago, a huge lie and a couple of suitcases later, Chloe was set to live in the guest room for two weeks. She spent most of her time with Jasmine, going to and from school, at work, watching movies, doing nails and other girl things. Chloe had even invited Jasmine to sit with her, Amy and Paul at lunch instead of the library where she normally went.

Chloe was also the reason why he was doing this. He was planning on thanking and apologizing to somebody he hated, or thought he hated. Those alone were two things he never did except for his aunt and cousin, and now Chloe. If any of his "Jocko friends" knew about this, they would immediately declare him whipped.

Alek sighed and read the words written on the paper for what felt like the hundreth time.

Yesterday at basketball practice, one of his teammates came up to him with a plain white envelope. Joey said that a guy around their age with curly hair covered in a kitty hat and a face full of bandages had stopped him outside and asked him to give it to Alek.

The young Mai waited until he had gotten home that night to open the letter. With Valentina and Jasmine watching TV and Chloe asleep next door, he knew he wouldn't be interrupted.

As he read the neat scrawl, his eyes seemed to grow wider and wider with each word.

"Alek please read this," it read, "I know you probably hate me. I hate myself. I honestly didn't know what my father was intending to do until it was too late. I did get to learn a few things though and you really need to hear them. Please come meet me at the coffee shop by Chloe's store tomorrow at 4. It's for Chloe's safety. I swear on my life that I mean every word and this isn't a trap."

It was the name at the bottom that stunned Alek the most.

Brian.

The words that really stood out to him were it's for Chloe's safety.

He was going because he was her protector and had to watch out for her. Well, that's what he tried to tell himself was the reason he was walking into the coffee shop at 3:58, but some where inside of himself he knew that wasn't true.

He scanned the café for the familiar human boy. Finally he spotted him and made the way to the table in a dark corner.

Brian looked up at him and nodded his head, no smile, no warm greeting just a nod.

Alek sat down and the two boys looked everywhere but at each other for a few awkward moments.

"I didn't get you coffee because I figured it'd get cold but I got you a piece pf cake." Brian must have noticed something in Alek's face so he quickly explained. "Sorry, it's habit. The German chocolate is…um…its Chloe's favorite." Brian looked down, a sad look in his eyes. For a moment Alek felt bad for Brian before remembering what the human did to Chloe.

"Why did you bring me here?" Alek demanded.

Brian's head snapped up and he looked at Alek for a moment, almost confused. He visibly shook himself before speaking. "Is Chloe okay?"

"She's fine," Alek replied curtly." Look, can we get to the point here? You have a lot of explaining to do and you said you had something to tell me about Chloe.'

"Right', Brian replied, taking a small sip of his coffee. Then he opened his mouth and started to tell the story that had completely turned his life around; for the worst.

I know, I know cliffy. I hope to update very soon but I got a lot going on. Like I said alerts and lot and lots of review make me very tempted to ditch everything else and write. Ya know, even if it means failing Algebra 2. Chloe and Alek aren';t together in this. I wrote it before I watched episdoe 7 (which was fucking amazing!) PLEASE REVIEW! I know where I want this to go, just a few kinks to work out. Next chapter will be a flashback in Brian's POV and hopefully the talk. I gotta work on not making it so long it won't fit!

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Until next time!