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He wasn't sure which one to go to first. He watched Addalyn run as fast as she could, disappearing into the night, occasionally spotting her figure under the street lights. He rushed up the stairs to Luisa's side, but by the time he reached the front steps she had already taken her last breath.

He flipped open his phone, teetering on the edge of hysterics at losing Luisa. "She took off. I don't know how she got loose but she's making a run for it." He slammed the phone shut, tears flowing like a river down his cheeks.

*****

Addalyn wasn't sure where she was. She didn't recognize anything, not a landmark, nothing. She was out of breath and her lungs felt like they could burst at any second but she couldn't stop running, she was sure someone was chasing her and she couldn't give them the chance to catch her. Not willingly anyway.

She was covered in blood. She knew she had killed that girl, but it was kill or be killed and she wasn't going to suffer the latter. Her mind raced, she could barely organize her thoughts into comprehension. Who was Salazar? And what could he possibly think having her would get him from Juice or the club. She heard his deal, to kill Alvarez, and she knew who Alvarez was but couldn't fathom why this guy would want to use her as leverage.

She had no cell phone, no shoes and no money. What the hell was she going to do? She had to find a place. Somewhere she could use a phone. She knew she couldn't go to the police, that Juice and the club is already involved.

*****

Juice's emotions were all over the place. He was terrified he would lose his Addie but enraged once he found out where she was. At times like this he was glad his hacking skills were as pristine as they were.

He tracked the phone number and found an address for Salazar's location. He felt his face boil with heat and anger when he tracked the address and studied the name on the screen. Scott Hallaway. He didn't know Scott's last name, but he knew it was the same Scott.

He motioned for Chibs and Bobby to follow him as he jogged out of the clubhouse and headed towards his bike.
"Find something, Juicy?" Chibs slid his helmet on and lifted the kickstand.

"I'm going to kill that mother fucker" was all Juice could mutter out.

*******

She couldn't run anymore, she felt like she was going to collapse. She hadn't noticed anyone behind her so she thought it was ok to stop running for a bit. She was lost and alone. She had no way of getting in touch with Juice or Tara or anyone.

She started to break down. The tears came hard and fast as the events of the past hours replayed in her mind. Just as she looked up to try again to recognize any of her surroundings she spotted it.

The white Audi pulled over against the curb where she was hunched over. "Addalyn? Are you ok?"

She looked up, her make-up running down her face from all the crying, and saw his piercing blue eyes even in the darkness. "Scott." Was all she could muster out.

He climbed out of his car, walked around the front, and made his way over to her. He noticed the blood on her shirt. "What happened? Are you alright? Addalyn, answer me please."

She looked up at him, a little unsure of how to respond to him. How could she explain everything to him that happened?

"I'm alright. I just need a phone. I ended up out here and I don't know where I am." She didn't want to tell him about where she just came from and why there was blood all over her.

"Here, just let me give you a ride. I live right down the road a few blocks that way," he pointed in the direction she came from "You can get cleaned up and then call whoever you need to." He hoped his calm demeanor and charm would get her into his car.

Addalyn hesitated but figured it wouldn't hurt. She had no idea where she would go if she didn't go with him or how else she would get in touch with Juice.

She just nodded her head in agreement and let him wrap his right arm under her left and lead her to the car.

They headed down the dark street and came upon a yellow house directly in front of them that she now recognized. This was the house she just escaped! She turned to look at Scott, he bared an evil grin.

"You thought you could just run back into your biker's arms? You're mine, Addalyn. Have been since I laid eyes on you at the dance studio." He had a eerie calm in his voice and that terrified Addalyn more then him being angry did.

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Juice sped through the streets, making his way past the "Now leaving Charming" sign and the "Welcome to Lodi" one. He wasn't sure how much longer he had before the deadline but he knew he had to make it to that address before they hurt Addalyn.

He soared down side streets and alleys, coming upon the place he was looking for. A yellow house at the end of Livingston street. He spotted the white Audi in the driveway and couldn't believe that Scott would be working with Salazar.

He almost dumped his bike in his effort to get into the house as quickly as he could. He drew his gun with Chibs and Bobby following suit. The senior members made their way around to the back of the house while Juice approached the front door.

He noticed it wasn't fully closed, which made his entrance easier and undetectable. It was then that he heard muffled screams, familiar screams, coming from an upstairs room. Just as he made his way up the first step he spotted Salazar coming from the kitchen.

Salazar drew his gun but Juice was quicker and shot him in the chest. The gunshot brought Chibs and Bobby running into the house. Juice didn't take the time to see if he was dead, he had little time as he knew that Scott now was aware of someone else's presence in the house.

He rushed to one of the bedrooms and found Addalyn tied to each of the bed posts. Her pants pulled down to her ankles and her shirt tattered. She looked over at him and relief flooded her body. She had never been happier to see him in her life.

Juice ran to the bed and tried to untie the ropes holding her hands and feet. Her mouth was duct taped. He needed to free her. He reached for the knot around her left wrist when he noticed a figure appear out of the corner of his eye.

Scott was pointing his gun right at Juice's head. "You're not taking her back again. She's mine. So leave her where she is and you will live."

Juice panicked trying to think of a way to hurt Scott first. He was vulnerable, he had put his gun down to help Addalyn and now was left standing there at Scott's mercy.

Scott moved closer and just as his finger started to put a little pressure on the trigger Juice felt blood splatter on his face. He opened his eyes, not realizing he had shut them, and searched Addalyn for any wounds. She had none and he searched himself. Still none. He looked down and saw Scott lying on the floor, blood pooling around his head.

Chibs entered the room and put down his smoking gun. "Let's get you outta here, 'ey lass?"