Disclaimer: I do not own any of the character's you may recognize. I am just borrowing Steph, Ram, Ranger and the guys. Any charaters you do not recognize are mine. I do not gain anything in monetary value from these stories, although it would be nice to get paid for my writings.

A/N: Welcome to the sequal to Comfort in Big Sky Country. It's taking me a lot longer to write this one than the first one. I would love to see reviews, they make me do a little happy dance. So please enjoy the story.

Prologue

Evan and I were engaged a few weeks ago, and time has flown by. After we flew back from Helena, Montana in the Chinook helicopter Ranger bought from the Montana Air National Guard, Evan and I were made partners in Rangeman, Inc. We were so elated, we wanted to share our good fortune with our friends, so we decided pizza and beer at Pino's was the perfect celebration. It was a perfect celebration, I confirmed my engagement to Evan, with Lula and Connie. We were giggy with excitment until Morelli arrived...

A few weeks ago:

Just then the room became eerily quiet, as all the men in black stood and moved around me. Evan stood as Cal whispered into his ear, a menacing look covered his face. He turned to make sure I was behind him and safe. I grabbed Lula and Connie and pulled them with me totally behind the wall of black. "Morelli must be here." I peeked nervously between the black clad bodies to see that indeed, one Jospeh Morelli had entered Pino's. He stood just in front of the Rangemen, a sneer on his face.

"Where the FUCK is she?" He snarled, "Where is Stephanie?"

I straightened my back and pushed my way to the front, stepping between Morelli and my boys. "Morelli." I said with as much annoyance as I could. "I thought I told you, I want nothing more to do with you! Back off slowly and I won't press charges again for breaking the protection orders."

"Fuck the order. Cupcake, I lov..." He began to beg, holding his hands out in a pleading gesture.

"NO MORE CUPCAKE MORELLI!" I yelled at the top of my lungs. "You had your chance. You fucked it up. You can go back to your miserable pathetic life and die for all I care. You made me feel worthless when I was with you. NO MORE! It's over Morelli."

"But Steph..."

"NO BUTS! I am marrying Evan. Period. If you can't get that through your thick skull, then I guess you're as dumb as I think you are. NOW BACK THE FUCK OFF!" I stepped forward into his personal space, I pointed my finger into his face, "Now turn around and get the fuck out!" He arm snaked out and grasped my wrist twisting it behind my back, holding my arm behind my back. The guys made to rush his and save me, but before they could, Morelli snarled, "Get the fuck back. You come at me and I shoot her." He pressed the muzzle of his service weapon into my temple. Evan growled and made his way to the front along with Ranger and Tank.

"Ranger. Ram. You men stay back. She's mine. You brainwashed her. You're never getting her back." He inched his way backwards to the door. Evan began to slowly follow us step by step. I could tell morelli was starting to lose his cool completely, he torqued on my arms making me cry out in pain. At that moment Evan lunged for us, Morelli moved his gunhand, I screamed and threw my weight into his arm. Morelli pulled the trigger. The bullet struck the floor, as Evan's weight knocked the three of us to the ground. I scrambled to my feet and screamed, "NO!" Morelli kicked Evan in the head and made to raise his arm to shoot Evan in the head. With my protective instinct in high gear, I reacted and kicked the gun out of his hand. Snarling, he got to his feet and we circled each other, ready to fight.

Ranger and all his men had their weapons aimed at Morelli and ready to fire if necesarry, but held them back saying, "It's her fight. She can do it. Support only."

I nodded and pushed a lock of stray hair out of my eyes, "He's right, Morelli. This is my fight and you are not going to win." I gritted my teeth and narrowed my eyes, trying to look as menacing as possible.

"Cupcake..." He taunted with a evil grin. He moved to swing his fist at my face, but I was too fast, I dodged and landed a hard right just under his right arm into his ribs. I heard a crack and he winced. Holding his side, he laughed. "Lucky shot. Your boyfriend show you that one?" I kept my defensive posture, weight on the balls of my feet, arms at the ready. He lunged again, I spun to the left catching him off guard and kicked his back sending him into the wall of black clad men. They turned him around and roughly thrust him back toward me.

"You bastard. You drunk, selfish, egotistical, maniacal, pompus, big-headed, conceited, spiteful piece of shit less than a man. You never deserved me. You never loved me. You loved controlling me. NO MORE YOU ASSHOLE!" I jumped up and gave him a roundhouse kick to the side of his head. He fell against a table knocking it sideways. He righted himself, staggering with the ringing in his ears.

"You frigid bitch. You never could decide who's bed to climb into. You're just a slut and a whore! You're lucky I can overlook that. Let me take you away from them." He pointed to the guys.

"BOBBY! Get Evan!" I shouted over my shoulder. I turned to Morelli, "Morelli, I love Evan. I am marrying Evan. I will never marry you. I do not love you!" The look of rage filled his now purple face, his eyes darkened and his fist balled up. "I will be Stephanie Michelle Ramsey! I will have HIS children, I will live in HIS house, and I will tend to HIS needs. NOT YOURS!" He rushed forward sending us the the ground in a tangled heap. I punched, clawed and scratched him with all I had. I managed to fight my way to the top and had him stradled under me. I punched him in the face as hard as I could for as long as I could. He managed to push me off of him and across the floor. I watched him retreive his service weapon from off the floor. He moved it up and down lightly in his hands feeling the weight of it before his pointed it at me.

"Cupcake. You will never marry that GOON! I won't let you. I'd rather you be dead than marry someone else. I want my face to be the last one you see before you die." He raised his gun at me.

"Joe! Joe! Stop. Don't do this. If you love me, don't do this!" I begged him. My right hand was working the snap open on the holster of my gun. He threw his head back in a laugh, I pulled my gun pointing it straight at his heart. "Joe. My name isn't Cupcake.." He jerked out of his laugh, and raised his gun. We fired simultaneously, my bullet finding it's mark, dead center of his chest, his bullet grazed my left thigh. Loud screams and shouts followed by the sound of scrambling of feet washed over me, as patrons other than Rangeman fled the scene. Ranger barked for Tank to secure Morelli.

Morelli, froze and looked at his chest in disbelief, "Cupcake. You shot me." He sank to his knees, looking back to me, his face twisted in fury, he raised his gun hand. I pulled the trigger again and watched as it tore through his shoulder effectively making his arm useless if he lived. He dropped to the floor face first, his gun skittering away from him. I reached down and grabbed it, making sure it was out of his reach. Strong arms grabbed me, pulled my Glock out of my hands, as I sank onto my knees. Tears streaked my face as I clawed my way to Evan's unconscious body on my hands and knees.

"Evan! EVAN!" I screamed clutching him to my chest. "Baby, wake up!"

A/N: This is just a recap of the shooting from the first story, Comfort in Big Sky Country. Please read & review. Thanks!