Bobby got in his car and quickly made his way home as quickly as he could with out crashing his car. When he arrived at the house he saw a indent in the snow then looked up to see the window to Frankee's window broken. When he walked up the pathway to the house he saw the door slightly opened.

"Frankee." He called out but didn't get and answer. "Frankee." Again no answer. He was beginning to think no one was there, that they did go with Evelyn but then he heard a loud thud. Bobby walked into the cautiously into the kitchen and saw Frankee sitting against the draws her hand over her face, he watched her hands tighten in a fist as they shook then she slammed herself into the draws. He quickly ran over to her.

"Jesus Frankee." He saw the blood on the side of her face. She shook her head confused dropping her hands and she looked at him confused.

"I don't know I never saw his face but I think I know him." She said closing her eyes and leaning her head back against the wall. Her hands shook again and she slammed herself against the draws again. Bobby grabbed her by the shoulders and stopped her from doing it again. She just wanted to sleep her head ach off now that Bobby was there she knew she have to worry.

"Keep your eyes open. That looks deep." He said reaching out to touch her face but she pulled away. "Come on I'm getting you to the hospital." Bobby said. He went to pick her up but she pushed him away getting up by herself. He stayed close behind her as they walked out of the house.

Bobby opened the door to the passenger side door, help Frankee into the seat and put her seat belt on for her. The got into the car himself and headed to the hospital.

"Barbie Doll, you have to talk to me, did they hurt you anywhere else?" Bobby asked but Frankee wasn't saying anything, she looked like she was lost in space, her face was emotionless and her hands shaking and she kept pushing herself against the seat. He stopped the car at a red light "Hey, look at me." Bobby started, cupping her face in his hands forcing her to look at him. "What did they do to you?" He asked more forcefully.

"He pushed me on my bed," She stopped a shiver being sent down her spine and tears threatening to fall from her eyes but she had no emotion in her voice either. Bobby had never seen Frankee cry, he always thought she was so strong for a girl, even if he wouldn't admit it. It broke his heart to see her on the verge of tears. "He wouldn't let me up, but he said he wasn't going to hurt me." She sounded like she was questioning it.

"He didn't do anything to you, did he?" Bobby asked getting angrier by the second, but she nodded no.

"Bobby, I think he hit me with a baseball bat." She said softly. He pulled her close to him, rubbing circles on her back to calm her. He could feel her shaking. "Please, don't touch me." He knew she didn't mean it to offend him. Frankee leaned back in the seat and looked out the window.

"Frankee I promise no one will hurt you again." Bobby said. Frankee looked at him, she pulled her knees up to her chest and Bobby put his hand over hers. "I promise I'm gunna get those fuckers." Frankee nodded. Bobby stepped on the gas and headed to the hospital. Frankee but her head on the head rest and sighed calming herself and closed her eyes.

Evelyn was shopping, since Frankee and the boys were going to be home for a full week, and today was only Tuesday, she knew she had to stack up on food for them. Jeremiah had called the other day to ask her if she could baby sit his two little girls, Amelia and Deniela. Of course she said yes, she loved those little girls and Jeremiah had been very busy lately Bobby, Angel and Jack hadn't been able to see them.

Jack had run off, she knew he went to buy cigarettes. She hated his habit, but knew it wasn't the worst thing he could be doing. She also knew he shared with Frankee, but Frankee smoked before she was in Evelyn's care. She tried to get her to stop and almost did before the boy's came back when she got shot. Jack and Frankee went through so many packs, she was surprised they didn't get lung cancer together.

Evelyn and Jack cashed out, got everything into the van and began to drive home. Evelyn looked down at her watch and noticed it was almost two. Shopping always took longer then it felt.

Jack rested his head against the head rest on the seat closing is eyes, his knee hurt even though he was using the crutches but before he could get too comfortable his cell phone started to ring. He fished it out of his pocket, looked at the caller ID then answered it.

"Hey Bobby, what's up?" Evelyn tried to listen as well as she could to what Bobby was saying on the other side, but found it no use. "Are you fucking kidding me?" Jack said quietly. "Be there in five." Jack said putting his phone in his lap. "We have to turn around and go to the hospital."

"Why?" Evelyn said, her heart was racing in her chest. That last time she got a call like this Jack was in the hospital fighting for his life.

"All he said was Frankee got hurt." Jack said sounding nervous. Evelyn felt like it took hours to get to the hospital, but they finally got there. Jack left his crutched in the van and ran in as fast as he could. He met up with Bobby in the waiting room. "Is she okay?" Jack asked as his brother gave him a pat on the back.

"Yeah man, sit down." Bobby said. "They said she has a concussion, they just want to make sure it's nothing else."

"What the hell happened?" Jack asked.

"I don't know but trust me I'll find out." Bobby said angrily.

"What the hell is going on, this isn't going to be like last time?" Jack asked. Bobby sighed loudly.

"It won't happen again, trust me I think I know the little punk ass bastard who's doing this, the kid she hit at school and he's not getting away with this." Bobby said. Soon Evelyn was walking up the hallway.

"Bobby what happened?" Evelyn asked giving her oldest son a hug.

"Someone broke into the house and went after Frankee." Evelyn put her hand over her mouth.

"We should call the police…"

"Ma, the Detroit Police Department is about as useful as a fucking hangover. I'll deal with it, no one gets away with hurting my family." Before Evelyn could say anything the doctor came out with Frankee.

"Dr. Morrow," Evelyn said walking up to the man. "Is Frankee okay?"

"Yes, she has a deep cut that needed stitches, a concussion and her hand is badly bruised but not broken." He said putting his hands on her shoulders. Frankee quickly turned around, causing the doctor to jump back.

"Don't touch me." She said walking way, when she got to Bobby he grabbed her arm making her stop, but she still had her back faced to all of them.

"Sorry I didn't mean to." He said to Frankee. He turned to Evelyn. "You can start giving her these for the pain in her hand and something to calm her down if she needs it." He said giving her two small pill bottles and a little bag with her piercings. "Keep an eye on Frankee." Dr. Morrow said to all the boys. "You can let her sleep. Just check on her."

"Thank you so much." Evelyn said. Bobby called Jerry and Angel, Angel was on his way over anyway and Jerry said he'd meet them at the house since Evelyn said she still wanted to sit the kids for him. Bobby went with Jack and Evelyn in the van and left his car at the hospital. The ride home was quiet. Frankee put her earrings in, Bobby was amazed with how man she actually had, counting six on her right ear and four on her left and a bar on the top of her ear. Then she put the bar in her tong and the stud in her nose.

"How long till we get home, Ma?" Frankee asked putting her hand over her eyes, blocking the sun. Her head was throbbing and the light was making her wish it was night. She was shivering from the cold, she only had a t-shirt on and refused to take any ones coat.

"We're almost there, are you tired?" Frankee nodded rubbing her fingers up and down her stitches. "Well when we get home you can go to your room and go to bed for a little while."

"No I can't," She said shaking her head. "A guy went through my damn window." Evelyn shook her head, she wanted to ask what happened but knew it wasn't the right time.

"You can take my room." Bobby said.

"And what about you?" Frankee shot back.

"I'll crash on the couch." Bobby said. "Anyways, I'll get Angel to help me and we'll have your window fixed in no time it shouldn't be too hard I'll look at it tonight." He told Frankee, she nodded at him but had no emotion in her face. She kept scratching at her arms leaving red lines up and down her arms. "Where here." Bobby said jumping out of the car. Frankee got out and started to walk to the door a head of everyone else but seemed a bit wobbly. She reached out for something to hold on to.

"Whoa, somebody better catch Barbie." Bobby said. Jack reached out and grabbed her hand. Bobby watched Evelyn, Jack and Frankee headed into the house when Angel and Jerry walked passed him he grabbed Angels arm and stopped him, waiting for Jerry to take the little girls into the house. "Man you stay here," He said to him. "I'm gunna go see if I can find anything on this Donnie boy at the school. Take care of Frankee." He said as he started to walk to the car.

"Wait," Angel said. "Why don't I go, you don't have the best temper, you'll end up getting your dumb ass shot and also Frankee's more comfortable around you. She doesn't like me enough for her to feel comfortable around me. I'll call you when I find something. And I'll get your piece of shit car." Bobby watched Angel leave.

"Hey, I don't have a temper." Bobby yelled at his brother.