A/N: Chapter Four as promised. Hope the story and the characters are 'legit' (I'm obsessed with that word) LANGUAGE is of course bad. Well...this is about the Mercer brothers what did you expect? ; p

Bobby stared at the grey metal door impatiently and wondered again if it was too late to call the whole thing off.

He didn't like the idea of a certain kind of man being attracted to Jess, of course he knew he couldn't keep her covered in cotton wool all the time.

Sure she wasn't his sister, and never had been. But it felt like she had, even when she had her own brother's to keep their eye on her, he Jerry and Angel had always been protective of her.

Jack had also been protective of her once he'd gotten to know her better but for his own reasons. He had harboured a crush on her for a couple of years but when she'd left for boarding school that had been that.

However he'd seen the look in Jack's eyes when Jess had come down stairs that evening. After some sleep and good food she had dressed in her own clothes and they'd all finally realised that the always pretty Jess was not only attractive now but a fully blown bombshell. Her Brazilian heritage was definitely a big factor in how she turned out so stunning. Not that everyone was pleased with this, it just meant more unsuitable guys that Bobby, Jerry, Jack and Angel would have to keep her from.

It had made them all uncomfortable. The idea that she would have to flirt with some sleazy guy in a bar for information on her family's killers. But this same guy-Danny Hunter-was usually flanked by massive bodyguards that never let him out of their sight, and normally hung out in places that wouldn't even let guys like the Mercer brothers walk past, let alone come in. But Jess? Now that was a different story.

They stood outside the bar, waiting for Jess in the cold, Jack was leaning against his car, the same car that Jerry affectionately called 'a moving piece of antique crap', Jack was sat on the hood of the car, smoking his roll ups, a distant look in his eyes, Jerry and Angel were having a quiet argument about something Camille had said about Sofi's dress sense.

They heard the back door clanging open and Jess appeared, she was dragging the Danny outside by the tie, sashaying in a way that Bobby wished she didn't know how to do. It was just too gross.

"You want it right out here?" slurred the guy then he froze and gaped at the four men staring at him menacingly

"What the hell is going on here?" he said loudly and looked at Jess for explanation, she shrunk away from him and shivered in the cold

"We didn't exactly discuss what we're going to do next" hissed Jerry to Bobby who was already walking towards the nervous Danny

"We wing it" grinned Bobby and then hardened his features "You all right Danny? You look like you've seen a ghost"

Danny trembled "Mercer...what are you doing here?"

"We just need a little bit of information" he jerked his head in Jess's direction "You see her? That's Jessica Townsend. Four days ago, her mother and her brother were killed in a fire. See, I bet you're wondering what that's got to do with you"

Danny nodded quickly "Yeah, what would I know?"

Angel glared at him "You tell me man"

Danny's dark brown eyes went from Bobby to Angel to Jerry to Jack and then back to Bobby again, he was clearly outnumbered and wasn't about to do anything foolish. He sighed in frustration. "All right. All right. I was working on this job in New York, some guy asked me if there was anyone I knew who knew how to 'take care of things', you know? Of course, I thought of you but then...you were doing time so I called up this friend...er...guy I know, he was French...Gilles Clayson" he fumbled in his jacket pocket and handed a card to Bobby

"He's usually around town this time of year, most of the time in the strip clubs. He said he knew some people and that was that. I don't know nothing else, thats it" he mumbled

Jess stared at him, furious "So you hired the two sons of bitches that burnt down my mother's home?"

Danny gulped as he saw the looks on the four men's faces "No! I swear I didn't, the man that called me about hiring...killers...he never gave me his name. I never found out who he was. I called Gilles and the mystery guy, he called me again and I gave him Gilles number...thats all. I swear" he said earnestly

Bobby shook his head and then out of nowhere drove his fist into Danny's face. He kicked him as he fell for good measure then he thundered back to the car.

Jess was shaking, not just from the cold but the heavy weight of what she'd just learned. Jerry walked over to her and hugged her "I knew it, I knew someone killed them" she said hoarsely

"Come on, lets go" said Bobby as he got into the car, Angel climbed in after him.

Jerry slipped his hands from Jess and got into the backseat, Jack stared at her, her blue eyes watering. He took off his hooded sweatshirt and slid it over her head, she habitually put her arms through the sleeves.

"Thanks" she managed to mumble

He patted her shoulder comfortingly then he got into the car.

Jess stared at the waiting vehicle and wondered if she wasn't just making a big mistake getting involved in all of this. But she couldn't just let go now, she was already in and she wasn't getting out until the whole bloody mess was dealt with.

Bobby had driven Jerry back to his home and as he drove with his remaining passengers; Jack, Jess and Angel to the address Danny Hunter had given them, Gilles Clayson's home.

Even at first glance it was apparent there was no one home.

"We could wait it out, see what happens." he suggested, although it wasn't often that he didn't 'suggest' something he'd already decided upon.

Angel shrugged in agreement, deep in thought, worried about the safety of his brothers and Jess. Jack scrawled patterns in the frost of the car window, humming a song, Jess stared into space as they waited and Bobby drummed his fingers on the dashboard.

After a while, Bobby passed out some lukewarm beers to the rest of the car and they drank them gratefully. Jess slipped off to sleep, her head lolling against Jack's shoulder. He glanced at her from the corner of his eye and Bobby watched him with a smirk.

"Keep dreaming" he commented and tossed his now empty bottle from the car window. It didn't break.

Jack looked up at him "What?"

Angel exchanged knowing looks with Bobby and then raised his eyebrow at Jack.

"What?" he retorted and swigged down the rest of the beer which was frankly foul, but was better than nothing.

"You want her and let me tell you Jackie-O, its never going to happen. You're not her type, she doesn't go for fairies" he snickered

Jack gave him the finger before adding; "Aw...fuck off man, I don't like her that way" and then stared moodily out of the window

Angel and Bobby erupted into laughter, waking up the sleeping Jess in the process. "Whats going on?" she asked, suddenly alert.

When they kept laughing instead of answering she opted to look out the window, she spotted a dark red car pull up and she prodded Jack nervously.

"He's here!. Hey! You guys" she hissed

Bobby glanced at his rear view mirror "I see him"

Apparently Gilles Clayson had seen them too, the grey haired man threw an angry glare at the car and then jumped back into his own car.

He began to speed down the road, Bobby was in quick pursuit, swerving after the man with frightening speed.

"You better hang on, he's an insane driver" muttered Jack as Bobby turned a dangerously sharp corner

Jess took Jack's advice on board and strapped herself into the car, no sooner had she done this when Bobby crashed into Clayson's car causing them all to jump and rattle around like toys in a tin can.

Bobby then neatly stopped the car and climbed out before anyone had a chance to get their breath back. Angel followed after him as did Jack, just before he did so he warned Jess to stay in the car.

She climbed in between the space in the front seats, she wiped the front window clean of ice, her heart pounding as she watched what happened.

Bobby ran to Gilles Clayson's crashed car and grabbed the man by the scruff of the neck as he attempted to get out of the car. He sneered at the brawny oldest Mercer brother.

I suppose we should exchange our insurance, no?"

Bobby glared at him "Why'd you run buddy? I just wanted to talk?"

The man shook his head "Talk to the infamous Bobby Mercer? Surprised that I know who you are? I know you have been looking for me"

Angel gave him a dirty look "Then you know what we want to know"

Gilles was surprisingly calm throughout the encounter, suggesting that he'd been in many similar situations.

He cleared his throat "But of course. Let go of me and we shall talk"

Bobby didn't agree "No, I don't think you have any choices. What do you know about the fire on the Townsend place?"

Gilles sighed as if he was bored and didn't respond. At this, Angel punched him square in the eye, causing the Frenchman to lose his cool.

"Fuck you! Let me go, you'll be sorry!" he snarled

"Oh, looks whos come out of their box" snickered Jack

Bobby raised his eyebrow warningly "You better start talking"

Gilles exhaled "Yes, yes. This is all true. I was contacted by my good friend Mr. Hunter, he said that a friend of his was looking for a few hit men and I delivered"

"Who was this 'friend'?"

Jess watched what was happening, with anticipation rising in her chest, this was the man partially responsible for her mother and her brother's death. She felt impatience beat her anxiety and she kicked the car door open then darted towards the men, her hair whipping behind her.

"Oh...so this must be the famous Jessica Townsend, you may not have been her daughter but you are just as beautiful" leered Gilles

This time it was Jack who punched him, the man staggered backwards, bleeding and gave them all deadly looks. "Make no mistake, you kill me and it won't be the end of this."

Jess fixed him with a stony look "Who burnt down my home?"

He wiped his nose with the back of his hand and sneered "Look around your own neighbourhood. You'll be surprised who crawls out"

Angel gave him a swift kick to the solar plexus "Answer the fucking question"

Gilles shuddered at having to give in and reluctantly told them what he knew. "Will that be all, gentlemen?" he said dryly

Bobby grabbed him by the collar again "Not quite monsieur, who hired your sorry ass?"

Gilles chuckled and looked in Jess direction "Donald Trump"

Angel punched him again and the man swore furiously "You don't give up do you? It was Janos Vak, he's a lawyer. Look him up, you'll find him...I suggest you find him before he finds you"

Jess felt the full force of his chilling remark hit her. There was someone out to get her too.

With that Bobby shoved him roughly to the ground and grabbed Jess by the wrist "Lets go" he said calmly

Beyond them, they could hear sirens. Jess cast a look over her shoulder, watching Gilles Clayson spit blood and teeth into the pure snow.

She found herself back in the car, her head buzzing with various thoughts, her eyes glittered with tears but she wasn't about to break down. Not just yet. When everyone involved in her family's killing had been brought to justice, then she would let herself cry.

Her eyes flickered to the buildings they passed and then she caught Bobby's eye in the rear view mirror. He winked affectionately at her and then returned to the road.