The next day the guys came by the garage at about noon since Throttle had been having a little bit of trouble dragging himself out of bed because two of his ribs were just a little sore from Modo and Vinny's retaliation for what he had done last night.

They pulled up to the curb on their bikes and paused when they saw one of the windows on the apartment door was broken and the door itself looked like someone had kicked it in. "What the hell?" Modo muttered as he took off his helmet and got off of his bike at the same time Vinny and Throttle did and made their way over to the door and studied it for a seconds.

Under the broken glass the white paint had been chipped away by something that had left fist and foot sized indention's in the metal, warping it slightly. Worried that something might have happened to Charlie and Shay the three tensed as they pushed the door open and slipped inside. "Charlie! Shay!" Vinny called out as Modo gently closed the door as best as he could without doing further damage to it as Charlie poked her head out of the garage.

"Hey guys." She said in a tired tone as she reached up and rubbed her eyes.

"Charlie-babe, what happened to the door?" Modo asked as they walked over to her and each took turns giving her a hug as they looked around. There were two pictures missing from their place, several holes in the wall that hadn't been there before, there was a dented and bloody looking folding chair resting against the wall next to the door leading to the garage well with in Charlie's reach.

Charlie sighed and ran her fingers through her thick auburn hair, pushing some of the strands back from her face to reveal the four little bloody band aids covering the deep gnash going along her hair line and the faint yellowish purple bruise on her left cheek as she tried to figure out what to tell them. She doubted that they would like the truth.

That one of Shay's friends had for some unknown reason dragged Shay into one of her disputes with her angry boyfriend and the guy had decided that he was going to beat the ever loving hell out of Shay just for the fun of it. And after putting his girlfriend in the hospital he had come looking for her daughter to do the same to her.

It hadn't ended well for anyone when he had come through the door. Charlie had been hit and thrown against one of the walls just down the hall, outside of her bedroom and Shay...

Well Shay had been MIA since the incident and Charlie had no idea if the bastard had taken her with him when he left or what. All she knew was that when she woke up there had been a small pool of blood on the floor and a little more damage to her walls than she recalled.

And on top of that one of her bikes and the gun from the lock box in her bedroom closet were both gone along with a handful bullets for the gun. So while it was fairly safe to assume that Shay had those things and had left while she could. She couldn't honestly assume anything. All she could do was hope that her baby was locked and loaded and possibly even holed up somewhere in one piece.

While that asshole was somewhere out there looking for her. "Charlie what happened to your face? Did someone hit you?" Vinny asked as he gently ran his finger tips along the curve of her bruised cheek. She winched slightly and grasped his hand and squeezed it.

"There was a little incident last night after you guys dropped Shay off."

"An incident?"

"Where is Shay?" Throttle asked anxiously as he glanced down the hall towards Shay's room. His gut felt like it had molten lead settled in it. Why hadn't Shay answered Vinny's call yet? He wondered worriedly.

Charlie looked at him as he glanced back at her. She stared at him for a second and shook her head, her expression grim, and Throttle's heart almost stopped beating. "Tell us what happened Charlie and make it fast-" Vinny said as Modo reached out and grasped Throttle's arm to keep him from going anywhere when he started to move away.

"Alright. At about six this morning some guy that has been dating one of Shay's friends came and kicked in the door yelling and screaming about beating 'the little black haired bitch' to teach her her place. He woke me up and I went to stop him-and was smacked pretty hard then thrown into the wall and knocked out... And I don't know what happened after that. Shay is missing along with one of my bikes and the gun from my lock box and some bullets, and I don't know if she managed to get away okay, or if she's hurt-" Charlie rubbed her eyes again and tried to hold back her tears, and up until now she'd been doing pretty good at holding her tears back.

But now that she had told them what had happened, for some reason she couldn't hold herself back any more. The three martians stood there in shocked silence for a moment before it fully registered what Charlie was saying to them.

Someone had attacked her. Someone had maybe even attacked Shay.

Their family was being threatened-

"You got a tracking device for the bike?"

"Yeah I think so."

"Get it for us." Throttle said in a low tone laced with barely contained rage. Charlie blinked at him and nodded her head and disappeared back into the garage for a second and got the small tracking unit that she had made for her bikes after one too many thefts and walked back over to the door and handed it to Modo as Throttle said in a deadly serious tone.

"Don't you worry none Charlie. We'll bring Shay darlin' back and we'll deal with that bastard chasing her too."