Out in the South Beach area and also feeling wound up, Ali stopped walking when a dark haired man in a leather vest, blue shirt, jeans and motorcycle boots approached her.

"Now where do you think you're going this late, doll?" The man asks.

"I don't see how it's any of your business." Ali says, trying to leave but the man who stood at about the same height as Amber reached out and grabbed Ali's right arm in a threatening manner before pointing a switchblade at her neck. "You really shouldn't play with knives!" She says before kicking her right foot up between his legs and dropping him to his knees, disarming him before kicking him in the face but as she ran off, the man grabbed the switchblade and threw it at her.

Ali screamed out in pain as the blade embedded itself into her right thigh before she was dragged up by her hair and forced to look into the green eyes of her attacker as she tried to kick him off of her.

"Now ain't you a bad bitch?" The attacker says, about to yank the knife out until he looked up, only for a second before Amber's staff was slammed into his chest, knocking the wind out of him and knocking him down to the ground, which was what brought on Amber's next movement.
It was hard to tell which of Ali's screams was louder, when the knife stabbed her or when the end of Amber's staff slammed down and crushed the guy's eyeball, blood instantly flowing down his face.

"Fucking hell…" Ali says, Amber helping her up. "Is he dead?!" She asks.

"I honestly couldn't give a damn, but…" Amber says, crouching down and feeling the guy's wrist for his pulse. "Well… it's a question of whether you want him dead or not. We leave, he dies. We help, he lives." She says.

Ali wasn't sure of what to do… he had attacked her but she didn't like the idea of a death on her conscience.

"Tell you what… I'll take the choice out of our hands. Come on." Amber says, grabbing the guy by one of his feet and dragging him across the beach, dropping him by the roadside. "Either someone drives by and stops or they don't stop, either way it's not our call now." She says.

Ali nodded, Amber helping her to the nearest vehicle and smashing the passenger window before unlocking the door and opening it, helping Ali into the passenger seat. When the two had driven away, Ali looked back and started to think.

"This city's full of crazies." Ali says, finding a white shirt in the back seat and pressing it to her wound.

"Try visiting Alaska, the snow drives people insane up there." Amber says, knowing Alaska as she, Brady, Sonny and Julia sometimes went up there for a few weeks to visit some of Julia's family.

North Shore E.R was basically full of the Friday night drunks and it was as Marty Gretsky was about to finish up his shift that he saw Amber help Ali into the E.R and ran to them.

"What in hell's name happened, kids?!" Marty asks as he and Amber helped Ali to a treatment room.

"Idiots with knives who eye up little girls." Amber says, keeping Ali still as she wasn't sure if Ali sitting down would put unwanted pressure on the wound.

"I wonder how your dad and my parents didn't lose their minds on the job, Amber." Ali says, grimacing as Marty pulled the knife out of her leg before cleaning out the wound and stitching it up.

Walking into the waiting room, Amber dialed the Castillo house number.

"Hi, Amber. Have you seen Ali?" Gina says, having just gotten back home.

"Aunt Gina… someone stabbed Ali." Amber says.

"How bad and how many times?!" Gina asks frantically.

"It was just one, knife left in, on her thigh. I… mashed the guy's eye out, pretty much. Don't know if he's alive or dead but I couldn't care less about that." Amber says.

"We're on our way there, keep Ali from freaking out." Gina says before they hang up, Gina looking at Miguel.

"Ali was stabbed?!" Miguel asks worriedly, having only heard the last part of the conversation.

"Amber will explain it, come on." Gina says, the two leaving and Gina calling Martin.

Back at the hospital, Amber walked into the room and saw Ali hooked up to an I.V with Percocet in it, Amber sitting next to Ali.

"What a messed up day, huh?" Ali says, Amber's phone ringing and her answering it.

"Hey, Dad…" Amber says, Sonny knowing Amber was holding back on telling him what happened.

"Something happen to you, kiddo?" Sonny asks.

"I… I crushed a guy's eyeball after he stabbed Ali." Amber says, Sonny only just catching his phone as he almost dropped it.

"Is she okay, is… he dead?!" Sonny asks.

"She's fine. The guy… we left him by the roadside and I couldn't give half a fuck on whether he lives or dies." Amber says, turning angry halfway through.

Meanwhile…

"I'm telling you, she just ambushed me!" The guy says after being handcuffed to a gurney.

"While you were attacking and attempting to rape a 13 year old girl at knifepoint. You're gonna try to tell me that neither of them were defending themselves or each other?!" Trudy says, having no patience for people who acted like this towards young girls.

"If that tiny bitch is claiming rape, she's a liar and judging from how she was dressed, a whore!" The guy yells, Trudy restraining herself from hitting him as he was taken away and turned, seeing Billy.

"What is it with the psychos in this city, going after young kids?!" Billy asks.

"I don't…" Trudy says, stopping herself when she saw a silver chain bracelet with ruby stones on it and picking it up with gloved hands. "Isn't this the bracelet you gave Ali for Christmas?" She asks, putting it in an evidence bag and zipping the bag.

Billy got back in his squad car and drove off, reaching the hospital and running into Ali's room to see her and Brady hugging.

"Hey… no injury to the muscles or bone, just a deep wound." Ali says as she and Billy hug.

"You found the guy, Billy?" Gina asks.

"Missing his right eye but alive. He was mouthing off about it being an unprovoked attack." Billy says, the last part angering Amber.

"Oh, I'll give him unprovoked-" Amber starts to shout, Gina stopping her from getting up and leaving.

"Amber, I'm angry about what happened too but attacking him this time will land you in jail kiddo." Gina says, Amber sitting back down.

But she was far from calm… and they all knew it.

Ali's P.O.V, Castillo house…

"Hm? I didn't take your violin, Miguel." I mumble sleepily when I felt someone nudging my arm, my eyes closed… until I felt the person stretch out next to me, opened my eyes and saw Brady. "Amber still downstairs with the others?" I ask, remembering that Mom, Dad, Miguel, Roni and everyone else was downstairs… at least I hope Amber hadn't left to find the fucker, I don't want her getting hurt too.

"She's still here, but… it's becoming a challenge to keep it that way." Brady says, laid on his side facing me.

"Understandably so, I'd react the same way if someone ambushed her." I say, Brady reaching over and tucking some of my hair behind my right ear.

"Maybe so, but… you wouldn't take a quick nap and keep muttering about violent ways to kill that guy." Brady says.

"I thought Amber stopped talking in her sleep after the tornado last year." I say, remembering how all five of us had used an old store as a shelter until we were rescued.

"She did… mostly. In times like this when she gets a restless sleep, she still talks… not always about nice things either." Brady says.

"We all get those kind of nights… whether it's sleep talking or nightmares or storms that wake us up by sending a tree flying through the window." I say, resting my head on Brady's right shoulder and fighting the exhaustion I felt.

"Well it's got to be said… at least it's better than sleep screaming." Brady says. Screaming in your sleep… he means what happened to Amber 3 years ago, the reason her mind became so… scrambled.

I try not to think about it myself… no child should have to go through what she did.

Brady's P.O.V

"Ali?" I say after realising that she's gone quiet, look over and see that she's fallen asleep. I hear a knock at the door before seeing it open and seeing Roni walk in.

"Days like these make me want to punch jerks like Jake and that attacker in the face." Roni says quietly, her dark brown hair pulled back in a messy ponytail.

"You're outta luck for the attacker. Amber's already sleep talking about how she wants to stab him in the neck with a smashed bottle." I say. And that's only one of the things she said!

"Too many wackos here in Miami…" Roni says, absentmindedly picking up a little nail polish bottle… since when did Ali start wearing red? Oh, right.

"Amber got Ali that for Ali's birthday." I say.

"And your reaction when you saw Ali wearing it was hilarious." Roni whispers before setting the bottle down and looking at the halfway open door, seeing Miguel and Amber walk in.

"She was scaring me so… I tried to wake her up." Miguel says as I notice the red mark on his face and realise that Amber hit him.

"Amber, did you have to hit him?" I ask.

"I didn't know who was trying to wake me up." Amber says, me glancing at Ali… who was trying to stand up while still asleep, us stopping her.

"Ali, come on now, it's okay darlin." I say, Ali muttering incoherently… okay, now I'm worried, Ali hasn't tried sleepwalking since the day she broke her right arm.

I see Amber walk downstairs and return with Aunt Gina, who immediately rushed to Ali and hugged her, Ali still talking incoherently.

"I… where was it?" Amber says quietly, Gina a bit cautious as Amber felt her thumb and index finger around Ali's neck. "Spot's somewhere… there." She says, stopping before pinching hard, making Gina jump a bit. Ali's eyes opened slightly and she let out a quiet hiss before she was out again. "Well bugger me… that went a lot worse in my head." She says.

"Amber, how did you learn to do that?" Gina asks, helping Ali lie back down.

"A friend of mine taught me it, his dad is sort of… an expert on the nervous system. Pinch gets a major nerve line, cutting about half of the body for a split second. Brain goes into shock for a few moments, result is a nice and deep sleep. And when I say deep, I mean you could give her an organ transplant right now." Amber says.

"Is… is she gonna be okay when she wakes up?" Miguel asks.

"She'll be drowsy… it'll be like waking up from a general anaesthetic, to put it basically. She probably won't remember the first few minutes of her being awake, the next few her body might not want to obey her but give her 10 minutes and she'll be normal." Amber says.

The others hoped that Amber was right... because normal had been foreign to them lately.