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Recap: "Charging and clear!" The paramedic zapped him. "Nothing. Charging and clear..." The back of my head was burning, and the next thing I remember was hitting the pavement...

Chapter Seven ~ I promised you!

*Layla's POV*

My eyes fluttered open, and I looked around my new strange and unfamiliar surroundings. Sitting bolt upright, I took a deep breath, and tried to gather my thoughts. I looked to my bedside, hoping to see Jack or one of the warriors sitting there, but there was no one. Strangely, I had my room all to myself.

"J..Jack?" I croaked, my voice breaking. A nurse who had been standing outside my door looked in my direction. Catching my eye, she quickly entered the room.

"Miss Brewer," She smiled. "You're awake." I gave her a No Shit, Sherlock kind of look. Ignoring me, she looked at a machine that was connected to a tube attached to my arm. I gave her a weird look as she checked the back of my head.

"W..what are you doing?" I asked. I had a really bad headache but that was all.

"Just checking your injuries, dear." She continued to my chest. I flinched and moved backwards in my bed. I had startled her, and she gave up the examination.

"Where's my brother?" I said looking towards the door again. She froze looking at me confused.

"I'll be right back." She smiled exiting from the room before I could say anything else. I stared at the door. Something didn't seem right. I knew I was forgetting something, but for some reason I couldn't quite put my finger on it. I was so lost in my thoughts that I hadn't even noticed them enter the room. I looked up at the doctor. He smiled at me, but there was sadness laced into his features. What had happened?

"How are you feeling?" He asked taking a seat beside me.

"Fine, I guess... What is going on?" I demanded "You're keeping something from me, aren't you?"

"What's the last thing you remember before you woke up here?" He asked, ignoring my question. I blinked at him in surprise.

"I... I was..." I didn't know. I couldn't remember. I just had a pit in my stomach, making me know something was wrong.

"I feared this would happen. You hit your head very hard, dear." He sighed scribbling something down onto his chart.

"I what? How did I manage that? What the yell is going on?!" I yelled.

"Calm down honey." The nurse smiled pushing me gently back down onto the bed.

"Get off me. Stop stalling and tell me what is going on." I glared to the doctor. He shifted uncomfortably in his chair. Taking a deep breath I calmed myself and continued "Please."

"Er... well..." He stuttered trying to pick his words.

"I'm not a little girl. Please just tell me." I begged.

"We don't know everything. The police aren't saying much," He paused. I wasn't liking where he was going with this. "There was a kidnapping and a struggle."

"I want my brother. Where is he?" I asked, and when he didn't answer me straight away, I felt the tears stinging my eyes. "Where is he?" I barley whispered.

"I think that's enough for today. Get some rest." He smiled, standing up to leave.

"Tell me!" I yelled "Or so help me, I'll find him myself." The doctor sighed and turned to look back to me.

"Ok." He said sitting back down. "But just listen to me very carefully."

"Why...?" My heart rate quickened.

"Your brother was in a fight," He paused to see my reaction, but I just stared waiting for the rest. "He was badly injured."

"What... No! He never loses!" I chuckled "He's too good."

"Sorry darling, but he did."

"No, he never loses. My brother, he's really good. He doesn't lose!" I glared at the doctor. "You must be mistaken."

"I'm sorry, but we are not. We found you and him together," My eyes widened as he continued. Why didn't I remember anything? "He has been shot in the leg twice, which is now under control, but..."

"But what?" I asked, letting my tears fall.

"He has suffered a cracked rib and a broken rib. One of the ribs had shattered, and pieces were embedded into his lungs. We almost lost him countless times. We had to operate straight away to remove the pieces." I couldn't speak. I couldn't understand it. He must be lying. "He's stable at the moment, but only time will tell..." I cried putting my hands to my face.

"Can I see him? Please!" I stuttered through my tears.

"Yes, tomorrow."

"No, now! Please." I begged. After a quick word with a police officer that I hadn't noticed had been guarding my door, they helped me down the hall. Walking into Jack's room, I fell into the chair beside his bed.

"Jack... who did this to you?" I mumbled There were tubes everywhere, including one in his mouth hooked up to a big machine. I figured it was helping him to breath. Taking his hand in mine, I gripped it tightly.

"Jack. Hey. It's your sister," I smiled at his sleeping face. I looked to the doctor "Where's Kimberly Crawford?" I asked. Considering her huge crush on Jack, I thought she would be the first to arrive and the last to leave.

"Kimberly is missing." He frowned.

"WHAT!" I shouted jumping from my chair, letting Jack's hand go. I walked over to the window. There wasn't much to look at apart from the car park, so I looked to the fluffy clouds in the sky."What exactly do you mean by that?"

"When we found you, you claimed that your kidnappers had gotten away with her."

"I have to save-" Something pinged in my head, and suddenly I remembered. His promise was the key to break my amnesia?! "I'd promised him!" I shouted suddenly.

"You what? You remember?" The doctor asked, confused. I nodded to him. His eyes widened in surprise.

"I need to go. I'd promised I save her" I turned back to his bed. Moving to his ear I whispered, "Stay alive please. I love you. Don't worry I'll keep my promise. Kim will be here to see you soon." Kissing his forehead, I turned on my heels and headed to the door. The doctor stepped in front of me.

"I'm afraid your not ready to be discharged." He said reaching out to touch me.

"I feel fine." I glared stepping out of his reach. "I'm a black belt, pal. And right now I'm pissed. So I wouldn't touch me, because I won't hesitate to flip you." He put his hands up in surrender.

I walked out of the room and out of the hospital. Taking one more glance to the doors, I took a deep breath and jogged towards the bus station. Where would they take Kim? I wondered as I looked on our town map. I quickly located the house we were lead to. Tracing my finger on the map, I trailed to where we had almost run off the cliff. Nothing was in sight for miles. Confused, I looked back to where the house was. If they had come back towards town, there was a house nearby. I should start there. I headed to my house for supplies before I went after them. I promise you Jack! And Kai I promise you'll pay for this!

*Kim POV*

They dragged me for ages, turning back the way they came, turning right, then left, then right again. We arrived at another house.

"This will do." Kai shrugged, stepping inside. It was old looking but strangely very clean. A few pieces of furniture where scattered around. I wondered if anyone lived here, but it was empty, to my disappointment. Kai took a seat on one of the old couches while Arthur dragged me into a bedroom on the second floor. Throwing me onto the bed, he grinned.

"Shall we have some fun?" He asked. I just glared at him. Grabbing my legs, he pulled me towards him. I pulled one of my legs free and kicked him. He staggered back a little before climbing on top of me.

"NO!" I begged as he tugged at my clothes. Ignoring my pleas, he pulled my black gi off so I was just in my underwear. I pushed him off me and huddled by the wall covering myself.

"No Jack to save you now." He chuckled. He remembered? When he had tried to rape me before, Jack had been around. He had saved me. We never spoke of it, as I didn't want him to find out what Arthur's true intention was.

"Now stay still." Arthur ordered.

"NO!" I glared, darting to the door. He grabbed my waist and threw me back onto the bed. I hit my head on one of the posts. I felt dizzy as I got up to move again. He had unbuckled his jeans and was now taking them off. I gulped and tried to move, but I fell back onto the bed from the throbbing pain in my head. Before I could move again, Arthur pinned me down onto the bed.

"No one can hear you," He chuckled pushing down on me. "Your all mine, Kimmy."

Once Arthur had finished, he left the room. I hadn't moved on the bed. My head was still throbbing, and I felt sore. Realizing I wasn't in anything, I dragged myself off the bed and changed back into my clothes. I curled up in a ball on the bed, and cried myself to sleep.

Was this my life now? I needed Jack... but he was gone...

*Jack's POV*

"He's regaining consciousness!" Someone shouted. I opened my burning eyes and tried to look for the person. My vision was so blurred, and my chest was burning with white hot pain. I took my first breath and started to choke. There was a huge tube in my throat.

"He's choking! HELP!" I finally recognized my mother's voice. I saw a blurry figure run into the room. It walked over to me and gently pulled the tube out. Taking in gulps of air felt good. I could breath normally now, and there was no more blood in my mouth.

"Jack...Jack?" My mother cried holding my hand tighter.

"Wh...where's Kim and Lay?" I asked so weakly I thought she wouldn't be able to understand.

"Oh sweetheart. Three days have gone by. You scared the life out of me. I thought you where going to -" She stopped herself and kissed my forehead. "Layla's at the hospital."

"And Kim?" I asked when I realized my mum had left her out. I'd been here about three days? Not good.

"They still have her." I stiffened. Kim's alone with Kai and.. Arthur? I thought he said that was his name. It couldn't be the same Arthur, surely. The last time I saw him, he was attacking Kim...! Wait a minute. That night I'd pulled him off her, she was crying and her jeans had been partly pulled down...No. He wasn't trying to...

"I need to go." I huffed trying to move. Two or so doctors pinned me down to the bed.

"I'm sorry. You're not going to be able to move for several days." He sighed. Another doctor burst into the room, after the others had unhanded me.

"It's seems that Layla has gone after..." He froze when he met my eyes. "Damnit." He whispered mainly to himself. So Layla has gone after Kim? I so needed to go now. While the doctors where talking with my mother, I pulled the needle from my arm, flinching slightly at the sting. I flopped my legs over the bed and stepped up. As soon as I moved my stomach screamed at me. I fell backwards into the arms of two doctors.

"We said not to move!" He growled. "You'll pull out the stitches."

"You don't understand. I have to help them!" They placed me back onto the bed.

"Sorry, but the answer is no." I tried to move again when I felt a prick in my arm. I looked to the nurse, and she frowned at me. My vision went black and the sedative took over.

I awoke a while later to a empty room. I tried to move, but I was strapped to the bed. The door opened and then closed. The doctor came over to my bedside looking over my chart.

"How long was I out?" I asked.

"Four more days." He sighed, walking back out. I been here for a week now! Impossible. I started to fiddle with the straps. The door opened again and I watched another white coated guy as he took a seat by my bedside. His face came into view. I launched myself at him, but my restraints kept me still.

"Hello, Jacko." Kai grinned.

"Where's KIM?!" I growled

"Well, not here," He chuckled pointing around the room. "Seems your feeling better, Cuz."

"Answer me."

"You have no right to give me orders!" He glared. Getting out of his seat, he casually leaned on my chest. I grimaced at the pain and stared at him, eye to eye. "You're coming with me." I moved my arms and finally one of the straps loosened.

"Like hell I am!" I shouted. Pushing him backwards with my now free hand, I untied myself. Jumping off the bed, I walked towards him. Pins and needles blazed throughout my body. Ignoring that and the slight pain in my side, I blocked his attack. I felt stronger. Much stronger. I don't know whether it was the adrenaline or my rage that was helping me. I only wished I could keep this up long enough.

Our fighting space wasn't big enough. He came at me and I grabbed a sliver tray from the bedside table. I whacked him hard in the head and he fell to the floor. Getting back to his feet, he kicked my chest. I cried out a little from the burning sensation, before hitting him again. He fell backwards, hitting his head on the radiator. He slumped to the floor, out cold. Smiling to myself, I walked towards the door. A big guy with a full black ninja outfit came in front of me.

"Ah crap!" I muttered, stepping back from his kick. I blocked as best as I could until Kai grabbed me from behind. He spun me around throwing me into a wall. He held me there. I struggled and tried to kick him, but I was losing my strength, and my air. I could feel myself losing consciousness. Kai laughed and said something that made me get totally pissed.

"Kim was good, Jack." He gave an evil smirk before banging my head into the wall. Sinking to the floor, my eyes started to close... Did he mean he'd raped Kim?

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