A/N: So, I hope you'll forgive me. I love Jakes as a character - can't write him. I wanted to do a fanfiction where one of the agents turned guilty and hurt another… and I picked Jakes. Sorry all Jakes fans… I really do like him. I promise!

Warnings: Off-scene assault. Heavy Mike whump and protective Johnny, as requested. There will be some dark scenes in this book, but I think it should be rated a high T, not an M. Anyway, Mike whump in 3...2….1…

Jakes stared at Mike who he had forced in the corner. He knew, through his intel, that Mike was there to investigate him at the house. He even suspected that Mike was put on the 18 gangs case to prevent Jakes from doing anything stupid. He was the one who had confused Paige so the bust didn't go through. He was the one who had been causing delays in the case. He had infiltrated the 18 Gangs and joined them at about the same time he'd joined the FBI, and had found his loyalty lay with the gangs.

He knew he was headed for shit when the Graceland family started investigating them, but he didn't care. He wasn't expecting one of them to be given as his personal fucking slaves. He'd already assaulted Mike a bit, and was giving him a brief timeout by letting him have a rest against the wall. He knew Mike would have to follow him around now, and that he had to make sure that he scared Mike enough that Mike wouldn't dare to talk about him.

But how? An evil grin spread his lips. He knew exactly how.

Johnny frowned as he looked at Jakes. The man looked… he couldn't place it. Angry, maybe. Jakes opened the door to the holding cell where Johnny and a few other men had been. The men were sleeping and Johnny was trying to think of a way out of there, conserve his energy, and he was concerned about Mike. And Jakes.

Something was weird about Jakes, that was sure.

"Come with me," Jakes ordered as he grabbed Johnny by the arm and pushed him up the stairway. "You need to fix up your friend, Levi. Someone hurt him." He snapped handcuffs on Johnny's arm again.

"Someone hurt Levi?" Johnny asked, not daring to drop the act for even a second, not knowing who was watching. Jakes shoved him into the wall.

"Yeah, that's what I fucking said," Jakes snarled. He grabbed Johnny again and hauled him up the stairs before shoving him down where Mike lay. He unhandcuffed Johnny, then left the first aid kit in sight and left the room and deadbolted the door shut.

Johnny felt Mike's forehead. "What happened?"

"I d-don't know," Mike said. "I just… He gave me some water, and I woke up… and I don't feel so good."

"Well, unless he drugged it, I doubt you got sick from water…" Johnny frowned as he felt Mike's forehead. "Did he hurt you?'

"I don't… I don't remember," Mike said, although he had a nagging idea. "He… he threw me in the bathtub, and I woke up. I thought I was going to drown."

"Okay, let me get you out of these clo…" Johnny frowned as Jakes opened the door.

"You don't have him patched up yet," Jakes snarled.

"I'm not a doctor, I don't know what happened," Johnny said. "We need to get him out of these wet clothes, though."

"I know. I bought him dry ones. Levi, go change."

Mike struggled to his feet and started to stand. Johnny pulled him up and helped him to the bathroom. The door shut.

"Do you realize, Johnny," Jakes said lowly, "That I am fucking second in command of this section of the gang? We are a big section. You were all fooled. I'm an FBI agent, sure, but I'm a gang member first and I'll do whatever it takes to protect my brothers. They know I'm undercover in the FBI."

Johnny's mouth dropped open. This wasn't good. "What did you do to Mike?"

"Nothing major. All the girls go through it here on a daily basis. And he's an agent. He'll be fine."

"You ra-"

"Don't. Use. That Word!" Jakes grabbed Johnny by his throat and shoved him against the wall. "I talked to Charles, he said you could be my slave now too. You two are slaves, nothing you say matters now. You won't be able to escape here, and you'll die here, I'll make damn sure of that. I don't care for you but I need someone to patch up Levi and make sure I still have a toy to play with."

"They'll find us," Johnny said with false bravado.

"Only if they think you're alive," Jakes sneered, slapping Johnny in the face. Johnny fell back against the window. "You don't understand how violent gangs can be. You and Levi think you understand, but you don't. Well, you're about to find out." He walked over and started banging on the bathroom door. "Levi, now, out!"

Mike walked out of the room in a daze, sinking to the floor. Jakes scowled at Johnny. "Patch him up. It's Friday night and it's a busy night, and I need some help later. Both of you two need to be in working condition." He left the room.

Working condition? Johnny didn't like the sound of that.

He also didn't like it when Mike collapsed, unconscious.

A/N: A short chapter with a cliffhanger. I promise it'll be more case-focused next chapter. What do you all think of evil Jakes? And what happened to Mike while he was out? Stay tuned… review!