Author's Note: So I decided to try my hand at a Red Canyon fic, I'll still be writing my other two fics but when I get an idea in my head I just have to do something with it! Hopefully you'll like this as much as you lovelies like my other stuff! Just a note though, it's probably gonna be violent, and unpleasant at times, but it'll be smutty too! Mac also doesn't have the meth teeth in this…I'm sorry I just cant!

This is just a short chapter, please, please let me know what you think so I can decided whether to carry it on or not!

Homecoming

"I have to say, Darcy…I'm disappointed in you"

Darcy Thomas turned away from the window she was scowling out of and sighed at her father.

"Dad, spare me the lecture, okay?"

Harry Thomas tightened his grip on the steering wheel and stared out at the road ahead of him, his jaw set. He exhaled through his nose.

"Darcy, you broke his hand"

"Fucker's lucky I didn't break anything else-"

"You destroyed his car"

"Aint nothing he cant afford to replace-"

"You dragged a buck ass naked girl into the street by her hair and threatened to set her on fire!"

Darcy stifled a giggle and jumped a little as her father slammed his hands against the streering wheel. "Dammit, Darcy, this isn't funny! I didn't raise you like this! Out of all five of you, you were the one child who I swore would never get into any kind of trouble! Now look at you!"

"I was only in the holding cell for like 18 hours, Dad"

"You're lucky you aint gettin' a law suit against ya!" Harry bellowed and Darcy rolled her eyes, facing away from him again. Harry sighed, placing one hand gently on his daughter's leg. "Look, honey, I know you're angry-"

"Oh, I'm not angry, Daddy" she said sarcastically "I mean, it's not like my first serious boyfriend convinced me to leave home and move out to California with him, making me believe we actually had some kind of future together, for me to come home early from work and find him in bed with some big tittied, tiny waisted peroxide blond hoe-bag! It's not like I lost my shit and got kicked out of the state of California and I'm being forced to move back to my dusty hole of a home town in the middle of fucking nowhere! Oh, no, Daddy, I'm not angry at all!"

Harry frowned at his daughter's tone, but let it slide. Although he was disappointed, and embarrassed at the fact that he had to leave work in the middle of the afternoon to drive all through the night, out to California, to drag her ass back home, (for a small town Sheriff to be told his only daughter was in the holding cell for violent, abusive and destructive behaviour, yeah that was pretty embarrassing) he felt bad for her. A small, tiny, insy part of him swelled with pride when the big city police officers told him what she had done. Fucking bastard deserved it. But still, he had a reputation in Caineville to uphold, and by now he was probably a laughing stock back home.

Harry cleared his throat after they'd sat in silence for a few minutes.

"Your brothers cleared out your old room for you, painted it fresh and everythin'"

"Mmm" she mumbled, not looking at him. Her father gave up, and looked straight out ahead at the long stretch of road. He had tried. He didn't know what else to do. Ellie would have known though, he thought to himself sadly. Harry's wife passed away when Darcy was two years old, leaving just Harry, Darcy, and her four older brothers. Darcy had had a tough time growing up, learning all those things her mom should've told her through magazines and other girls at school. She was never a girly girl, but she as she got older she learnt how to do her hair and makeup, how to dress nice, all that stuff. But as far as her attitude and behaviour went, she was just like her brothers, loud, witty, tough and now apparently violent. Harry cast a sideways glance at his 26 year old daughter, as she twizzled strands of her long chocolate brown hair in her fingers, her bright blue eyes filling with tears. "I'm sorry, Dad" she mumbled, looking at her feet where they rested on the dash. Harry took her hand and squeezed it gently.

"It's okay honey" he smiled at her "If you ask the non-Sherriff part a' me, that fucker deserved everythin' he got, and then some"

OOOOOOOO

Darcy's older brothers were stood in the driveway of the Thomas family home when their father's sheriff car pulled up, around 8pm. Harry slowed the car to a stop, and then cut the engine.

"Welcome home" he said quietly to his baby girl, who raised her eyebrows at him as if to say 'yeah, woopee-fuckin'-do'. Darcy sighed heavily, climbing out of the car and slamming the door behind her.

"Well hey, there, jailbait" the oldest of the Thomas children, Nate, called out, strolling towards his younger sister and embracing her tightly.

"Fuck you" she growled, but it was muffled by his chest. He chuckled, letting her go.

"Who'd have though lil Darcy Thomas was capable of breakin' a man's bones?" Tyler, the second eldest, jeered as he picked up one of Darcy's suitcases, and ruffled her hair. She groaned in protest and shoved him away.

"Or takin' a Lousiville slugger ta his windshield?" Austin Thomas lightly punched his sister on the arm, as his twin, Mikey, gave his sister a hug.

"We're proud of ya, Darce" he said gently "He better pray he don't ever run into yer brothers, right?"

"Right" she smiled weakly, pulling away from her brother. She sighed as she glanced at the run down family house. "Never thought I'd come back"

"To be honest, we didn't want ya too" Nate said, as they hauled their sister's luggage into her old room. While the boys had to share rooms growing up, Harry and Ellie had made sure their girl got the privacy she would need.

"Gee, thanks, bro" Darcy said sarcastically, taking her backpack from Mikey.

"Naw, he's right, town's gone downhill since ya left" Austin agreed, and she raised an eyebrow.

"Whaddya mean?"

The brothers looked at each other quickly.

"He don't mean nothin'" Tyler said, even quicker "Just..borin' as hell, is all"

"Uh-huh, sure" Darcy rolled her eyes , turning away from them. Mikey looked around quickly and then leaned in.

"Just…remember how, when we were kids, if we got mad, or pissed off, or bored, we'd wander out inta the Canyon by ourselves?"

"Yeah.." Darcy said slowly, her eyebrows furrowing even closer together

"Don't you go doin' it, okay?"

"I aint a child-"

"No, Darce, ya don't understand…" Mikey sighed, nodding to Tyler, who shut the bedroom door. "Dad didn't want us ta tell ya, said it would scare ya, but ya gotta know…"

"What hes trying ta say, is that it aint safe in the Canyon no more" Nate said, seriously "Somethin' happened down there, about a year ago, and this town aint safe no more, especially not for young girls like ya"

"Just promise us ya wont go out there alone?" Austin begged his little sister. She frowned, looking at each of her brothers in turn; she'd never seen them like this before. Shit must be serious¸ she thought, before nodding.

"Okay, okay, I promise" she held up her hand "Scout's honor. Now, if you fucktards could leave me alone to unpack, then take me down to the Luna Mesa for a beer, that would be greatly appreciated."

"You got it, Darce" chuckled Tyler, relieved that his sister wasn't being so stubborn. She hated being told what to do, and always put up a fight, but in this case, she actually listened to them. She kissed each of her brothers on the cheek, before slamming the door in their faces.