Disclaimer - Your favorite martian and the fictional characters of the band do not belong to me they belong to...uhhh... Maker studios, Jesse Cale, and Ray William Johnson.

Once the band cleared out to backstage questions were being thrown back and forth amongst the four martians:

"When did you guys get engaged?" "Why didn't you guys tell us earlier?" "When are you going to get hitched?" - Directed at Axel and Benatar.

"When did you guys get together?" "How did you two happen?" "You guys are gay?" - To Puffpuff and Deejay.

Then the answers:

"I asked Axel to marry me." - Benatar.

"I said yes, then we had hot celebratory sex." - Axel, who was then smacked in the shoulder.

"We've liked each other for years. We started going out five months back." - Puffpuff.

"Puff found out he liked me after he went out with Deejane; he only liked her because she was so much like me. We didn't tell you guys because we didn't know how this relationship would turn out." - Deejay.

With the air was cleared they started to load the concert equipment. Axel pulled Benatar to the side when he was sure the other two were too engrossed in packing up. "Benatar we need to talk." He said, breathless, he was carrying Chancellor against his chest and shoulder, the little girl was using tiny fingers to explore his ear. He needed to let Benatar know the truth, he had kept it from him for too long.

"What is is?" The brit asked concerned, was something wrong?

"You love me right Benatar?" Axel asked desperately, heart pounding "And you love Chancellor like she's your daughter?"

Benatar wrapped an arm around his fiance "Axel why are you even asking?" He said, face close to the metalheads "I love you with all of my heart; you and Chancellor are my family."

It all spilled out of Axel at once; the drunk night that Benatar didn't remember, the three-week pregnancy, the home birth, how much he wanted to tell him but the fear and insecurity of Benatar rejecting him or just staying with him out of pity stopping him, how he considered giving up Chancellor at first. Everything.

Benatar turned pale, paler than Axel even. "Chancellor is your daughter Benatar; you really are her father. I don't know how it happened to me, but it did." Axel finished.

Benatar stayed pale, his eyes were wide at first but then they went shiny, Axel realized it was with tears "Why didn't you tell me Axel?" The keytarist demanded "Why didn't you trust me? I could have helped you! Don't you know how dangerous it is to give birth alone without medical attention? Women can die of childbirth without medical assistance, and the risk must have been triple for you!"

"Benatar I'm so sorry, I love you." Axel said, starting to shake uncharacteristically "I wanted to tell you… But I was afraid of your reaction."

Benatar rubbed his tears away "I understand." He finally said, and stared at the baby playing with Axel's ear… The baby he had been helping take care of for months but unaware he had fathered "Axel I can understand why you didn't tell me, I really understand why you did what you did… But," Axel sucked his breath at the hollowness in the brits voice "but I still feel hurt, hurt and gobsmacked… I'm not really sure how I can deal with this right now… I just need some time to think, okay?"

"Okay." Axel replied sadly, Benatar leaned in and kissed him before walking away with sagging shoulders. Confused sadness radiating off of him.

Sighing, Axel took Chancellor back into the bus. Still sad, the drummer switched off the light and laid down in Benatar's bed where hopefully he would find the blonde with him in the morning, then fell into an uneasy sleep.

Axel woke up the next morning cold, he was disappointed to find that Benatar was not with him. Deejay and Puff were awake, eating breakfast at the table. "You look like crap." Puff told him bluntly as Axel trudged in the room, hair and clothes a crumpled mess, his eyes showing stress-induced dark rings under them.

"Guys I have to tell you something I didn't tell you before." Axel said, then quickly repeated to them what he told his fiancee last night. They went through the usual routine of questions that came with new information being dropped like this.

"Does Benatar know?" Deejay finally asked, Axel nodded.

"I told him last night." He croaked.

Puff looked around "Where IS Benatar?" He asked the elephant in the room.

"I don't know." Axel admitted "He kind of walked off to go think after I told him."

Silence.

"Do you think he walked out on you?" Puff asked; a bright red haze filled Axel's brain and vision and without thinking properly he threw himself on the lead Martian. His fists repeatedly struck Puff all over in a raged frenzy, and for the life of him could not hold back. He was punching, striking and headbutting Puff with all he had, taking out all of the frustration that he had been bottling up ever since that drunk night.

It took five minutes for Deejay to forcefully rip Axel off of Puff, the big disk jockey pulled out a tranquilizing dart that Puff had in his 'inspiration drawer' and stabbed into Axel shoulder. Gradually all of Axel's muscles relaxed and he was placed on a chair, where for safe measure Deejay retrained him with duct tape and tended to Puff's injuries.

Puff's glasses were broken, his face was bruised and swollen, his hair was a mess, he had a black eye, his chest and arms were discolored with bruises and there was some blood trickling down the corner of his mouth. The tranquilizer made Axel dazed enough to not be aggressive, but not dazed enough to actually feel bad.

"Are you calm now?" Deejay asked the drummer cautiously.

Even woozy and dazed from the tranquilizer, Axel growled "If you let me out of here I'll throw Puff out a three-story window, light his corpse on fire and piss on the flames."

"Okay so you're not calm." Deejay stated, then grabbed the back of the chair where he dragged it and by extension Axel into the rec room "Okay so you sit tight in the rec room and relax while me and Puff go look for Benatar. We'll take Chancellor with us so you just focus on calming down..." Axel spat at him and threw a string of loud, well-worded curses, insults and threats. Deejay flipped the light switch and filled the room with darkness "You know what? I think you need a nap. Don't worry, we'll find Benatar, we both know that he doesn't have it in him to walk out on anyone."

"DEEJAY IF YOU LEAVE ME IN HERE I'LL SCOOP YOUR EYEBALLS OUT WITH A RUSTY SPOON AND REPLACE THEM WITH YOUR BALLS!" Axel screamed and struggled against the duct-tape wrapped around all of his body, but he could only wiggle sluggishly with the tranquilizer still making it's way into his system.

Deejay shut the door of the rec room and thanked god that it was a soundproof room.

Deejay and Puff (who was carrying Chancellor in a baby harness) looked all around town for the keytarist, but they didn't find him and no one had seen him. After about an hour of fruitless searching around town they decided to go back to the concert arena.

He wasn't there, so they visited the security room where they asked if they could look into last nights footage to help them find their friend.

The sympathetic guard brought up soundless footage starting with right after the concert last night. They quickly found footage of Axel and Benatar talking. As Axel started to talk Benatar went really place and stiff, then as he himself started to talk he was crying. Benatar kissed Axel before they both parted looking sad.

They followed Benatar through footage from different areas. Soon he stopped in some hallway where he seemed to break down. He was shaking and leaned into a corner, his head resting against a concrete wall and hand went to his face though they couldn't see what for.

Benatar was standing there for a few minutes when someone else came into the hall - someone decked out in black and had a black scarf wrapped around their face. Benatar didn't notice that person approach him, or that they had a cloth in hand.

The security guard, Puff and Deejay gasped when the person snuck up on Benatar and shoved their hand against him face, pressing what they now knew was a chloroform cloth against Benatar's nose and mouth. The keytarist struggled, managing to throw the person off of him, and he tried in vain to run before the drug took over and he collapsed unconscious. In horror his bandmates watched on screen as Benatar was dragged out of the hallway, then outside of the arena where they then lost all sight of him and his attacker.

"I need to call the police." The security guard said, pale, as he grabbed the phone and quickly dialed the cops.

"I'm going to throw up." Puff told Deejay in a hollow voice as he quickly pulled Chancellor out of the baby harness to give her to his boyfriend, before rushing over to the trashcan and vomiting into it.

Somewhere far away, in an undisclosed location, Benatar groaned; an angry headache pounding against his skull was waking him up from uncomfortable slumber, he didn't open his eyes knowing that light would be amplified from the migraine. His mouth was dry; feeling returned to his body, he realized that there was pain on his wrists, and he couldn't move his arms or legs.

He opened his eyes cautiously. The room was completely dark. Panicked he tried to move his arms but with grim realization he found that he was restrained; his wrists were secured onto bed posts and so were his ankles.

Not only that but he was also gagged; that dry feeling in his mouth was from the bunched up part of the cloth wrapped around his face, the bunched up part filling his maw completely and kept him from opening it further or closing it. He sat there for fifteen minutes, struggling to no avail against his restraints. He had to force his eyes closed when light suddenly filled the room.

"Good morning Benny!" He heard a happy squeal, he reluctantly turned his head to the door he hadn't seen earlier because of the dark and saw a young woman standing there looking very happy to see him. She had very pale blue eyes, pale skin, an oval face and black hair. She was wearing a blue casual dress and socks but no shoes. She came over to him and he saw she also had a light dusting of freckles. He figured she was pretty, but it was the very insane, demented, deluded and dangerous vibe coming off of her that was throwing him off.

She smiled at him and a slender hand swept his blonde bangs out of his smile was sweet and her eyes were soft, but he only wanted to pull away from the demented creature. He couldn't though, being as thoroughly restrained as he was "Welcome home Benny." She said, and continued to play with his hair.

Benatar was trapped.

And everything gets dark... really fast.

I really don't have much to say, except next chapter... Way darker