A/N: Here's Chapter Nine. In a way, it's a filler chapter but I hope it's not too boring. This is basically the start of when bad stuff starts happening to Rabbit. If you've read the original story, then you know what I mean. With the One Shot, I have to go back and edit it a little so that it will flow with the story now. Besides, there are some major mistakes that need to get taken care of anyway.

Moving on, let me say I'm sorry if I offended anyone in a review I made. Wasn't trying to attack anybody. I was just stating my opinion like everybody else.

Also, I'll stop talking about my life. When I do, it's therapeutic for me, but I understand that nobody cares so yeah, I'll stop. I'm sorry about that guys. :-). Lastly, I'm not mad or anything, but I was wondering if anyone wants me to keep doing with the story. I'm not getting anything from anyone. It's been ghost around this story lately. I love what's coming up next in the coming chapters and sequels and I know you guys will too. If anyone is still interested, please let's keep the reviews. Otherwise, I'll just go ahead and stop and delete the story.

Neffie.

CHAPTER NINE PART I

"M-Mom?"

There she stood, in all her narcissistic glory. I hadn't heard from her since I ran away. I've done that before and somehow she always found a way to contact me. When I left, she didn't call so I figured that was that. It was the end and our relationship severed.

But now this whore was standing in front of me. "What do you want?"

She stepped forward with that sickening fake smile that I wanted to slap the fuck off. "To see you, of course. I wanted to know how my Jack Rabbit is doing."

How I was doing? How I was doing?! "I'm doing just fine, Ginell."

"Oh, it looks it," she said. She continued to walk around the living room, just looking and nodding her head. "I've already been to the bedrooms. Nicely done. You are definitely Trix and Bunny's sister aren't ya'?" She turned back, her eyes going back and forth between me and J. "I was about to ask who your pimp was because there is no way you'd be able to buy this place on your own. Figures. I understand though."

Her talking about my sisters made my blood boil. In order to get away from her, my sisters and brother and I had to get the fuck out of that trailer park. We all ended up going our separate ways. The sad part is, we only talk to each other when we absolutely had to. At first, we were close and planned to meet back up to be together. Instead, we grew apart and never followed through with getting back together. "Understand what? THERE IS NOTHING TO UNDERSTAND! Get outta my house!"

She stalked towards me. I'm only 5"2, so she towered over me even at 5"8 with her signature six inch heeled boots. Her face went from smiling to sneering. "I think you forgot who you're talking to. I'm your mother."

"No. I'm her mother."

I swirled around to see Smurf standing in my doorway. My mouth dropped so wide that a bus could park itself right on in. How the hell did Smurf know… "Shit…my phone." There was no secret, she tracks and traces our phones. Why didn't I take the chip out? Fuck you, Baz. You have my mind so messed up that I made a crucial mistake.

"She's right, though." Smurf continued. "You are doing just fine Bonnie. I like it. It's very you."

Closing my eyes, I was about to apologize when Gin stood next to me. "I think there's been some misunderstanding. This is my daughter. I birthed her. Who the hell are you?"

Smurf smirked. "Like I said….I'm her mother. I answered your question. Now you can answer mine. Who the hell are you to come back into her life?! And now you're trying to call yourself a mother? You weren't there for her just like you weren't there for your other children."

"I've always been there!"

"Then why did they leave everything they knew just to get away from your ass? Why Rabbit she homeless?!"

There was an eerie silence in the room. One could hear a canary break wind in Miami. No one said anything and no one moved. My mouth went dry. So did my throat. It was starting to get hot and the walls were caving in. "What do you want, Gin?" I asked softly, my eyes facing the floor.

"Mama needs somewhere to stay." Gin placed a hand on my shoulder. I closed my eyes. Her touching me made me want to fucking vomit. "Is your brother here?"

"I haven't seen Baller in a little bit." My voice was raspy and soft. "Neither Beatrix and Brielle."

"But they stop by every so often. They love my pot roast."

Wow, she lied for me. Well played. I knew what Smurf was doing. She hated my mother and wanted to throw in her face that I saw her as a mother. That would surely make Gin shit a brick. As a matter of fact, it looked like she already dropped one.

"I don't know you. I don't want to know anything about you, but I can tell you something about myself." Smurf took my gun from my hands and placed the safety back on. "Whether you're here to start anew or try to wiggle your way back into my baby's life, that's all on you. But I'm warning you…" Dropping it in her purse, she walked around and made her way over to Gin, sizing her up. Letting her know that she wasn't impressed. God, I loved that woman. "She may not be my flesh and blood, but none of that matters. Along with her brother, she has three more and a nephew here." She nodded towards J. "And let me tell you something. They are very overprotective and would kill anyone who dares to hurt our Rabbit. You look like a smart woman. I'm sure I don't have to tell you what would happen…say, if a….woman from her past tries to harm her. She's a Cody now. We would kill for one of our own." I couldn't see, but I just knew Smurf was giving Gin that crazed look of death. That no nonsense stare. It worked because in just a few short seconds, I saw the back of Gin's head retreating to the door.

"Cody?" She stopped and turned to all of us. "I've heard of you Codys. Heard all about ya'll. Manny told me. He told me once he knows you." That made Smurf visibly stiffen. "You've confirmed my haunches. You know what? Rabbit may have a sweet, baby's face, but you watch your back. She'll stab you right straight through you heart."

"Get out," Smurf said with a strange calmness to her voice. "Now bitch. before I put a bullet through yours."

BAZ

Craig and I walked into the familiar home me and my brothers grew up in. We shared a moment with each other. All except one. Sighing, I placed his backpack on the table. While Craig was talking to Pope and Deran, telling them about his experience this time in Mexico, I went straight to Smurf. "Is Rabbit here?"

A brow went up. "Can't you give your mother a hug? C'mere, baby." Leaning in, she wrapped her arms around me and gave me a kiss on the lips.

I smiled halfheartedly. "I'm sorry. Just got a lot on my mind."

"Mm-hm. I bet. Rabbit is in her room. She's pretty upset. When were you going to tell her?" Smurf asked me. "You better tell me what you did to her and why she drove like a bat outta hell to get back here. I'm surprised she wasn't in an accident. I never seen anyone come back from Mex that fast."

I didn't even know if I could answer the question, but I tried anyway. "Every time she came to Mexico with us, Lucy was a friend. That's all. I didn't want my little sister to see me with my mistress. She did and left. I couldn't stop her. She was already gone when I found out."

"Little sister huh?" Smurf was quiet. Shit, did she know? We tried not to be so transparent, but I was beginning to believe we were shitty at hiding our relationship. Smurf didn't say a word for a second or two as if she was thinking of something—a plan, anything. "Do you know she has a place of her own?"

Now, I was dumbfounded. "What? Are you…where?"

"By Renn. Nice place, too. She took a page out of my book as far as the décor goes. I have to say I'm quite proud of her." Smurf said, crossing her arms over her chest.

"Why is she over there?" I asked, still confused.

"Why do you think?" Smurf raised a brow. "If you would stop fucking around with her, she wouldn't feel like she needs to have a place of her own!" She hissed.

I understood what she was saying, but at the same time I didn't see what the big deal was that she had her own place. "It's really not that big of a deal, Smurf. We all have our own places."

Smurf took one step forward and stared up at me. "Rabbit is different."

"What, like Julia?! Your flesh and blood daughter who hated your fucking guts and got out of here the first sight of money?!"

"Yes, like Julia! You fucked her, knocked her up and she shat on her own family because she couldn't deal with your bullshit! Rabbit is my daughter. Mine! Do you hear me?! Mine! I refuse to let you and Gin break her heart over and over!"

The silence was deafening. I honestly didn't know what to say on both situations. I fucked over Julie so bad that I didn't want anything like that ever happening again. Of course, it did and the person who was really paying for it was Rabbit. And Gin was back in town? When the fuck did this happen? There was too much shit going on right now that I felt like I was about to lose my mind. "I just wanna talk to her," I said softly. "I gotta apologize."

Smurf shook her head. "Too bad. You apologize so much, yet you turn right back around and hurt her. You think I didn't see what you're doing to her? You think your brothers don't see? J? We see it, Barry. Don't. Hurt. My. Baby." She pressed a finger to my chest while saying the latter.

"Noted."

"Good. Now you and Pope find out why the fuck that cunt is here. Rabbit doesn't go out by herself, you got me?"

"Tell her tha—"

"We've already had a little talk. She's not happy about it, but she understands. She doesn't like to show it, but that bitch scares the shit out of Rabbit. We're gonna keep my baby safe. Got it?"

Slowly, I nodded my head. That last part was for me. I could sense it. She wanted me to keep my distance from Rabbit in a way that our relationship will go back to being brother and sister. I didn't know if I could do that. After Rabbit caught me kissing Lucy, I finally realized that even though I cared for Lucy, she wasn't Rabbit. She just…wasn't her.

"Okay," I said softly.

RABBIT

The next day, I got up rather late. Didn't eat breakfast and didn't really talk to anyone, but J. He came to my room to visit. He actually used the little passage way between our rooms. He knocked, of course, to make sure I wasn't indisposed. I had taken a shower and changed into my black clothes, opting out my signature red hoodie. I know it's stupid to wear something flashy like that on a job, but that's how good we were. I could have fucking Christmas lights on and the Pigs still wouldn't be able to catch up. Yeah, we're on the radar, but we're basically riding the fence. There isn't anything right now that would tie us to any crime. Except that one time with Pope, but that was Baz's fault.

Walking out of my room, I quietly walked down the hall, leaning on the wall. Smurf had just finished talking to Baz, Craig, and Deran. Something about going skydiving later on. Craig looked a million times better. I spoke to him late last night, making sure he was okay. He was going to pick up Bertha from the shop and then me to skydiving later one. I agreed. I watched as Baz grabbed his keys and left. Smurf also walked towards the living room. That's when I quietly walked out the back and around to the side of the house where the garage was. Baz had already gone and Pope and J were in the truck.

"Ready?" Pope called out to me from the window.

I nodded and rushed to the back and got in next to J. "Let's go."

It was a twenty five minute drive to the auto shop. Sasha working there made this shit even better. "I wish I could see the look on that bitch's face. I know I'm not hurting her. It's not like she owns the damn place but just to know we are going to fuck up a place that I'm guessing means something to her makes me feel good. She fucked up Craig and left me without a sister, the fucking cunt." I sighed and sat back comfortably. "Well….at least I'm not bitter." That made J laugh. Ugh…and it made my heart skip a beat. Looking over at him, I smirk and wink at him. "You're gonna love today, sweetheart. Guaran-fucking-tee it."

"Sasha doesn't work here anymore. Overheard Deran this morning saying how she and Craig banged in the closet and got her fired." Pope said in his familiar nonchalant voice.

Now I would expect that from Craig, but Sasha? Sex in the closet? "Wow." It was all I could say about the matter. Knowing Craig, he probably thought they were back together. He could try to fool us and make us think he didn't care about her, but he had a type that he liked to fuck sometimes. He fucked all races, yes, but sometimes, there were African American girls who looked like Sasha and he gave them more attention than others. I had tried to bring it up, but he would brush the situation off.

"We're here."Pope parked the truck in the alley. Seconds later, we were walking down the sidewalk with a dolly and a couple of bags. Pope broke into the door of the fixer upper next to the shop and held it open for us. "Come on. Come on!" J locked the door, before we made our way around the place and to the back. "Here it is. Let's go! Go!"

I parked the dolly and handed Pope and J sledge hammers. They hammered into the wall, breaking it all down, except for metal beams with wires around them. I handed Pope the electric saw to cut through the metal. "Don't cut the wires. Might be live." He did just that. Cut every piece of metal except a vertical beam with a yellow wire running around it. All three of us dipped through the holes and to the other side where Victor, the owner of the shop, kept his safe. J brought the dolly through.

"Spread out." Pope said.

Didn't take long for us to find it. I put our bags down, as Pope started to break into the safe. I went straight to the cameras to keep a look out. "Come on, guys." I was counting the time down. We were a minute behind schedule. To some, that meant nothing. To us, meant doing time in jail. And for Pope, it would be 15 to 20. I wasn't going to let that happen.

We had been there for a good little bit. I was back and forth watching the cameras to watching Pope take his fucking time. The shop was closed for lunch so we only had a little time to get this shit done. All of a sudden, someone pulled up. My heart dropped in my stomach. "Shit! Guys? What the fuck is this?!" I rushed back to Pope, who was still trying to get in the safe. "You said we would have time! Somebody is coming!" That didn't stop Pope. He was still trying to break into the damn safe. I looked back at the camera. The guy was literately walking up to the door. Running back, I pulled Pope back. "We gotta go. Now! Just forget it! I was wrong. It's not going to work out." I got the plan from a lead. I forgot his name. Some guy who looked like shit. Said he knew Pope. We talked for a minute and even though he weirded me out, the job he proposed was perfect. Of course, because I didn't trust him, I decided to bring this to Pope. He knew who I was talking about and was in it before I even finished the sentence. He decided we should go without the guy and do this ourselves. Now, I see I shouldn't have listened to the prick. We were about to get busted. And that meant Pope was going away for a long time. Grabbing everything, I demanded J help clean up. "We're leaving. NOW!"

Getting frustrated, Pope put the safe on the dolly and we rushed back to the opening. We fit perfectly through. But the damn safe didn't. "Leave it! Pope! Stop!" He was trying his best to push it through. "Just fucking leave it! Let's go!"

J pushed me out of the way and got the saw, cutting the metal and the wire. They both pushed the safe through and we were out of the moments later. Pope sneered at me and I just gave him a dirty look. Fucking dumbass.

Twenty minutes later, we were back at the stash house all of us use for situations like this. Don't take your findings to your house. You take it to a place where you can't be traced. Pope, with a blow torch in his hand, broke into the safe. Opening it, he pulled out a stack of porn and tossed them to my feet. And then a few stacks of cash that he stacked on the floor.

"That's it? You mean we did this for nothing?! What? We almost got slammed for a measly ten thou?"

"This was your idea, Rabbit. Whattiya say J? How about you and I split it two ways?"

"I got the idea from that guy you know! You're the one that gave the green light because you said this was an easy hit!" My eyes were lit with fire. "You crazy son of a bitch. If you cut me out, Pope, I swear I'm telling Mom!"

He looked up at me, before standing slowly. "What is she gonna do? Put me in time out?"

I bit the bottom of my lip. I had to or it would be me going off like a mutha. "I helped just as much as you two did!"

"Guys?" J butted in. "Let's just split it three ways. She's got a lot on her mind. Why don't you leave her alone?"

Both Pope and I looked at J like he had lost his damn mind. He didn't say anything after that. He just leaned against the wall, looking at both of us like we were wasting his time.

"What did you say?" Pope said, coming out of whatever had the both of us silenced.

"I said, split it three ways and leave her alone."

Pope stared at J. "Well, if you say so J."

There was no more talking. Just staring. I felt like I should say something. Maybe I was in the wrong. Maybe I should've taken the drill and done what J did. I panicked. I didn't want Pope to get in anymore trouble. Didn't he realize that? My phone started ringing. "I don't want the money." I mumbled. It was chump change anyway. Grabbing my hoodie, I left. "FROM NOW ON, I'M DOING MY OWN FUCKING JOBS!"

BAZ

It was later on in the day. I hadn't been to Smurf's because I went to my old man's. He wasn't home. Part of me didn't care, but the other part wanted to know if he was out drinking in a bar, passed out. The latter felt like something he would do. I am expecting a call any minute now from Scrappy to come and pick my drunk dad's ass up and drop him off at that shit hole he calls home. The shit hole I used to call home. Stalking inside Smurf's, I looked around the kitchen and then at her. She was making meatloaf. "Where's Rabbit?"

She stopped and stared at me. "Well, hello to you too, Barry."

Before I could say anything else, Craig came in with Deran. Smurf put down the meat and wiped her hands before coming around the counter. "I've been calling you two all day! Where have you been?"

"We caught a few big ones. Hey, did you hear what happened this morning?" Deran came around the island and smelled the seasonings in the raw meat. "Craig was fucking Sasha in the closet. Got her fired."

"What?" Smurf and I said incredulously.

Craig grabbed an apple and shrugged. "At least she liked the dick."

"At least you liked the pussy," Deran said. "You were moaning so damn much. After all this time, she still got you pussy whipped, yeah?"

Craig shoved Deran. "Fuck you! I ain't pussy whipped. I. Whip. Pussy."

I rolled my eyes, while Smurf walked up to Craig. "I thought we agreed, Craig. Remember what we agreed to, baby? She's no longer part of the family. An enemy of you is an enemy of me. Of all of us. She can't be trusted. She left you when you needed her!"

"It…It wasn't like that!"

"Okay, look," I said, stepping forward. "As much as I'd like to watch—and laugh at As Craig's World Turns—I need to find Rabbit. Now, where is she, Smurf?"

"Right here."