A/N Hello again! Sorry about this chapter taking so long, it was the first week back in school. Anyways I hope you enjoy this chapter and sorry for any errors I may have missed. Enjoy!

Evan woke up early the next day after a restless night of sleep. He still couldn't shake the terrible feeling he got when he thought about Jonathan. Jonathan's dad was Mr. Pelter, the man who killed his parents, the one who was in charge of the mafia as well.

A terrible thought closed Evan's mind, was Jonathan involved with the mafia too? Evan tried to push that thought away by taking a cold shower but the thought kept rushing back to him. He got dressed and made sure to put on his favorite red sweater, before leaving the dorm. It was earlier than when he usually left to go on a walk but he needed to clear his mind and think things through.

What was the possibility that Jonathan was an active member of the mafia? Maybe Jonathan didn't even know who his dad was. Evan thought back to how cold Jonathan was with his dad and how he had gone through great lengths to keep him hidden when his dad did show up. It made Evan feel like Jonathan did know who his father was, and how dangerous he could be. But was he a part of it… Evan shook his head, no he thought Jonathan may know what his father is but he sure seemed to hate him, on top of that Jonathan was such a kind caring person, there was no way he could be apart of that.

Evan continued to walk down the street brooding over these thoughts and convinced himself that Jonathan was not apart of his father's schemes but might know about them when he arrived at his destination. Evan entered a small café and stood in the relatively short line to get a nice warm coffee to help wake him up. Evan continued to wait in line for a good two minutes staring at his phone. He couldn't help but feel like someone was watching him.

Evan quickly glanced around the café before ordering his coffee and didn't notice anyone standing out immediately but while he waited for the barista behind the counter to finish making his drink he had more time to look around. He looked at each table until his eyes landed on a familiar face. Evan didn't recognize him right away because he wasn't wearing his usual blue hoody, He was instead wearing a grey zip-up jacket. Jonathan sat at one of the far tables across the café near the windows and his friend Luke sat across from him.

They both looked at Evan and Luke said something to Jonathan that made him smack him hard in the arm. Evan smiled to himself as he was handed his coffee and began walking over to the table. Luke's smile widened when he saw Evan walking towards them and said something else to Jonathan that made his face turn bright red. "Hello, Luke," Evan said cheerfully "Hello Jonathan, are you okay you're face is like a tomato," Evan said honestly he was a bit relieved to see Jonathan here, that meant his father hadn't killed him yesterday after he left.

"Yes I'm fine, just burned my tongue from my drink," Jonathan said sending a quick glaring at Luke who looked like he was going to burst into laughter any minute. "What's so funny" Evan asked looking at Luke for an answer but Jonathan answered instead. "oh don't mind him, he just a bit delusional this morning, maybe someone put too much sugar in his coffee" he said waving off Luke's giggles "So what brings you here Evan" Jonathan asked, "Oh I always go here for my coffee" Evan said smiling. "Oh really" Jonathan said glaring at Luke who just smiled innocently not affected by his harsh glares. "What are you guys doing here and this early" Evan asked and Jonathan shrugged "Luke called me at like 5'oclock in the morning and told me to get my ass down here, so here I am."

"You've been here for over an hour!" Evan said a bit dumbfounded "What have you been doing all this time." "Nothing literally nothing, Luke keeps saying he waiting for something," Jonathan said glaring even harder at Luke. "Well," Luke said standing up suddenly "I've got to get going" Jonathan stared up at him in surprise "get going, what were we wai…" Jonathan paused for a second and glance at Evan who just gave him a confused look and the light bulb went on. "Luke you son of a bitch!" Jonathan said and Luke book it out of the café "You'll thank me later" he yelled back as the cafe doors closed.

Jonathan slumped in the chair grumbling under his breath. Evan just watched the scene unfold and didn't really know what just happened "Umm did I interrupt something" Evan asked. "no it's just Luke being Luke!" Jonathan said in frustration but he still had a small smile plastered onto his face "You can sit down if you would like" Jonathan said and gestured towards the chair that Luke had previously occupied.

"glad to see you're okay" Evan said as he sat down across from him. "yeah I'm fine but cleaning the house was such a pain" Jonathan said yawning "It nearly took me all night" "Good thing we have coffee" Evan joked and Jonathan chuckled a bit. They sat there in awkward silence for a second and Evan couldn't help and feel a bit guilty that Jonathan had to go through all that because of him, he wondered if Jonathan was mad at him.

It was him that suggested that they work together in the first place, and it was him who said that they should work on it at Jonathan's house, they could have managed at his dorm if he moved the furniture around but he didn't. He instead pushed the burden onto Jonathan to take care of. He should have known, Evan thought. He should have known there was a reason why in all the four years they had known each other that he hadn't been to Jonathan's house for a reason. He had been selfish and inconsiderate and his friend had to pay for it. That is if Jonathan even still wanted him as a friend.

"Evan…" Jonathan said taking a sip of his coffee "I know what you're thinking about" Evan gave him a confuse innocent look "What are you talking about I'm not thinking of anything right now" Jonathan set down his cup and let out a small sigh before looking up at Evan. "Evan it's not your fault," Jonathan said and Evan looked away. "I'm not so sure about that…" Evan muttered into his cup as he took another sip. "Evan…" Jonathan started but he cut him off "I serious Jonathan, it was my idea that we did it at your house even though you were hesitant to do it."

"where else were we suppose to do it Evan" Jonathan said smirking "Your dorm should be renamed to shed that's how small it is" "I don't know I've could have worked something out" Evan said thinking "I've could of move the furniture around or I could.," "Evan!" Jonathan said "dude your think too hard about this, it's not your fault there was no way for you to have know that my dad was like that. Besides he didn't hit me that hard, didn't even hurt." Jonathan said smiling, his smile dropped when he still saw the guilt still lingering in Evan's eyes, he had a pretty good idea what was on Evan's mind "stop thinking I blame you if anything I blame my dad." Jonathan said and he leaned in a little closer to Evan and meet his eyes "and don't ever think I'll stop being your friend over something stupid like this"

A smile spread across Evan's face and his eye's sparkled. Jonathan felt his heart leap in his chest and leaned back from Evan trying to control his emotions, but Evan's smile was damn beautiful. Jonathan felt his face starting heat up and he quickly stood up to throw his empty cup away. When he returned Evan was still smiling "thanks..." Evan said "I'm glad that we are still friends"

"Jesus Evan I can't believe you actually thought I would cut ties with you over something like that, now come on I'll walk you back to your car, I've been here long enough," Jonathan said as he headed towards the door. He was already outside when Evan caught up to him "umm actually I walked here" Evan said rubbing the back of his head and Jonathan just shrugged his shoulders "okay then I'll just walk with you back to the dorms." "Okay then," Evan said smiling as they began walking down the quiet street. "when we get there," Jonathan said, "expect your ass to be handed to you in Mario Cart."

Evan let out a laugh "Oh please you won't be able to beat me!" "I did one time" Jonathan pointed out and Evan scoffed "yeah when I was practically passing out from being sick" Evan said and Jonathan glared at him "Mark my words Evan I will beat you" Evan smiled at him "if you say so" and continued to walk down the street sipping his warm coffee while Jonathan walked beside him. Evan observed the cars parked on the side of the road, and one caught his attention.

It was a heavily armored van parked on the side of the road, he'd seen that van before but where. Evan noticed Jonathan had stopped walking and turned to see what was wrong. He was frozen in place, his eyes were wide and when they locked with Evan's he could see the terror that filled them "Jonathan what's wron..." Something cold and sharp pressed up against his neck and the rest of the words froze in his throat.

Evan stiffened when he noticed that someone was standing behind him holding a knife to his neck. Oh shit, Evan thought to himself. He also realized why Jonathan had stopped. He too had someone standing behind him and they had a gun planted into his back. The man's bright red hair gave away his identity. Mark grinned at Jonathan who couldn't see it because he was still standing behind him.

"You're Mr. Pelter's boy right" Mark asked. " I think you've got the wrong person," Jonathan said. Mark's face turned to a scowl and he shoved the gun harder into Jonathan's spine. "don't lie to me!" He hissed "we wouldn't want anything to happen to your friend here now do we?" Evan felt the knife press harder into his neck and he could feel something warm start to run down his shoulder. Jonathan watched blood run down Evan's neck and his expression grew cold.

"What do you want," He said and a smile returned to Mark's face. "Get into the van and I'll tell you," Mark said "Oh and don't worry your friend, he's coming with us. The knife remained on Evan's neck as the person behind him pushed him towards the van. "Try something funny and he gets shot in the back." The person said and it confirmed to Evan who it was. Jack shoved Evan against the side of the van grabbed his hands and held them behind his back. Evan felt something being slipped onto his wrists.

Cuffs clicked and Evan was no longer able to move his arms. Jack grabbed him by the back of his sweater and shoved him into the van. Mark pushed Jonathan forward towards the van as well. Evan struggled with his bonds trying to slip his wrists out as they shoved Jonathan into the van with him. Mark stepped in as well still pointing the gun at them and Jack slammed the door shut locking it. There was a small pause before van started and began to move.

The van took a sudden sharp turn throwing Evan into the side of the wall while Jonathan and Mark held onto a small handle that was mounted on the wall. Evan grumbled to himself as he tried to sit up straight, Jonathan moved to stand between Evan and Mark who still held a gun them. "What do you want" Jonathan said crossing his arms. Mark smiled and walked a little closer to him "I'm sure you know your father is a very powerful man" jonathan narrowed his eyes at him "so we are going to use you as bait and lure your dad into a trap." Mark finished. "and what do you plan to do once you get him" Jonathan questioned.

"we are going to kill him of course," Mark said and Jonathan smirked. "as much as I wish to see him dead in a ditch somewhere, your plan won't work." Mark frowned at this "why do you say that" he asked. Jonathan's smirk grew to more of a psychotic grin and he met Mark's gaze "Because you threatened my friend" Jonathan growled and lunged himself at Mark. He drew out a knife from his sleeve and slashed at him. Mark was taken aback by Jonathan's sudden attack and didn't have enough time to raise his gun.

Mark was barely able to move out of the way as Jonathan brought down his knife aimed at his chest. Jonathan continued his assault, slashing his blade as fast as he could to keep Mark from being able to aim. Jonathan managed slashed Mark's hand making him drop his gun and he quickly kicked it away. Mark gripped his hand and Jonathan pointed the tip of his knife at his neck. "Hurry up and unlock the van's door" Jonathan demanded. Mark glared at Jonathan and started to make his way towards the door when the van made another sudden sharp turn, throwing them both off their feet.

Jonathan fell in front of Evan and he watched him get to his feet first but was still a bit dazed. He saw Mark grab his gun and aimed it at Jonathan's head. "Jonathan!" Evan screamed and kicked the back of his leg causing him to fall back down to the floor. The gun went off and the bullet went through the van's wall instead of Jonathan's skull. "Damn you!" Mark growled and shifted the aim of the gun toward Evan. "Oh shit!" Evan screamed and tried to dive out of the way. Jonathan rushed Mark and tackled him as hard as he could before he could pull the trigger.

Mark managed to punch Jonathan hard in the stomach causing him to drop his knife in pain. Evan stretched his legs trying to reach for the knife as Jonathan continued to fight off Mark as best as he could in the unsteady van. Jonathan fought like a professional. His punches were hard and well placed. Evan was honestly surprised he could fight so good, He never took Jonathan to be the athletic type.

Evan managed to pass the knife to himself by the tip of his shoes and maneuver it so that he was able to grab it with his hand that was still tied behind his back. With his other hand, Evan gripped the small chain the linked the two cuffs together and started to gather heat within that hand. The metal links started to glow orange and Evan shoved the tip of the wavy blade between the links and twisted till one of them gave way. Evan looked up and saw Jonathan land a clean hook into the side of Mark's face knocking him to the floor. "Jonathan" Evan called and tossed him the knife. He caught it with easy and instead of going after Mark like Evan thought he would He turned and ran towards the van's doors.

Evan followed and Jonathan shoved the knife between the two doors. He pulled down on the knife and Evan heard the deadbolt locking the door slide off. With one strong kick from Jonathan, the back door's swung open. Evan quickly recognized that they were on the same bridge that Delirious tried to blow up a few days earlier.

Evan turned around and saw Mark getting to his feet and braced himself for a fight. He instead felt Jonathan grab him by the back of his sweater and pulled him out of the van. Evan hit the street hard and rolled for a good few feet before his momentum finally stopped, luckily it was still early enough that there wasn't much traffic on the road so they didn't get run over by other cars on the road. Evan's head spun when he stood up but the screeching of tires snapped him back to reality.

He looked up and saw that the van had spun around and was now heading straight towards them. Jonathan limped over to Evan his right foot felt like it was on fire every time he tried to step on it, He must have landed on it wrong when they jumped out. Crap Evan thought to himself when he saw Jonathan limping. There was no way they could outrun the van now. Evan looked over to the side of the bridge. Well, he'd survived it before he thought.

"Come on!" Evan yelled as he gripped Jonathan's hand and pulled him towards the edge of the bridge. "Are you insane!" Jonathan said, as they got closer to the side of the bridge. "It's either this or we end up smashed on the street." Evan said as he slipped his legs over the bridge's railing. Jonathan did the same and tightened his grip around Evan's hand out of fear. "I swear to god Evan if I die here I'm haunting your ass!" Jonathan said as he stared down at the water far below him. Evan let out a small laugh and before jumping pulling Jonathan with him. They screamed all the way down never letting go of each other's hands.

They plunged into the river, and at first, all Jonathan could feel was the shock of the impact and the coldness of the water. He felt himself being pulled up towards the surface and when he and Evan finally made it to the surface they took a big gasp for air. Jonathan looked up at the bride that towered above him. "Holy shit…" Jonathan muttered. He thought of how Vanoss somehow managing to survive being practically blown from the sky and falling from an even higher hight into the same river he was in now. "how the hell had he managed to survive that..." Jonathan said to himself.

"did you say something" Evan asked as he swam closer to Jonathan. He shook his head "no" "come on then, we have a long swim back to the shore." Evan said and Jonathan nodded and they began making their way towards the shore. It took them half an hour to finally reach the shore. Both Evan and Jonathan had to practically crawl onto the shore and once they reached dry land they collapsed in the sand and laid there for a bit staring up at the sky.

Evan sniffed "I swear if I get sick again I am going to be pissed," Evan said and Jonathan chuckled a bit. Jonathan let out a groan and sat up. All of his muscles screamed out in pain. He stared out at the river and then glanced down at Evan who had his eyes closed still trying to catch his breath. He had cuts and scratches all over himself and he couldn't help but feel guilty for every single one of them.

Jonathan rose to his feet and stretched his acing muscles a bit while Evan just watched. "Well that was fun," Evan said sitting up himself. Jonathan frowned at him, "Evan this isn't something to joke about you nearly got yourself killed." "They tried to kill you too Jonathan, who knows what they would have done to get you into the van if I wasn't there" Evan replied. "So!" Jonathan snapped, "who the hell cares if I get hurt, God damn!" Jonathan swore and kicked at the sand with his bad foot. Pain shot through his body and he fell down gripping his foot"

"Jonathan! Don't do that," Evan said moving to his side. Jonathan held his head in his hands and pulled at his hair "this is the second time you've been put in danger because of me." He said slightly muffled by his arms. "Hey look at me," Evan said as he took Jonathan's hand and held it in his own. He still refused to look Evan in the eyes instead he opted to stare at the ground. Evan slipped his hand under Jonathan's chin and gently pushed it so that he was looking at him and held it there. Jonathan had tears swelling in his eyes and looking at Evan's scratched face only made it worse.

"I care if you get hurt Jonathan" Evan said gently. "You are one of the few people I truly open up to and you are all ways there for me. You're kind, funny and I know you care out your friends very much." Evan said pausing to let it sink in. "I nearly got you killed Evan," Jonathan said. Evan didn't truly know who he was, he didn't know all the horrible things he had done, all the people he killed. If he did he wouldn't be look at him the way he was now with compassion and care, instead he would be looking at him like the monster he truly was.

"But you didn't," Evan said, "You fought like hell to save me and you nearly got shot for it." "I may not know everything about you Jonathan but I know you're a good person that has a lot of crappy things happen to, and I know at the end of the day you will make the right decision, and that's what I like about you," Evan said smiling.

He stood up and reached his hand down towards Jonathan "you fight ferociously for your friends Jonathan and I know you will all ways be there for me, so let me there for you too." Jonathan sniffed and looked up at Evan with a small smile "that was some speech" Evan shrugged his shoulder and laughed a bit "what can I say, I tried to be inspiring, but I meant every word" Jonathan's smile grew a little bit brighter and he reached up and took Evan's hand. Evan hauled him to his feet and they began walking back towards the road to see if they could flag a cab or something.

"Thanks Evan" Jonathan muttered slightly blushing "I needed that."