Sorry about the long wait guys, School has been hectic, the classwork is easy, it's the after school activities that I'm talking about. I've joined like several events, I'm meeting everyday with my adviser because I'm studying abroad for a whole year in Japan next year, and next May, I'm spending a month in Indonesia. Yep, it's been pretty busy. To make up for it, a super long chapter! Enjoy!

Warnings and Disclaimers in Chapter 1

Warning: Sexual situations!

Trapped

An Eye For An Eye

"Why'd you do it?" it was a simple question, so simple that it had Natasha looking up at the person who asked it, "Why did you drive Heidi to suicide?"

Natasha gave Donny a dainty giggle, and then said, crossing her legs from her perch on a crate, "Because, I could, Mr. Donny, were you seeking a complex answer to your simple question?"

Donny leaned back on the door to the pantry closet and took a good look at Natasha. She sat in this dimly lit room, surrounded by dried egg noodles and onions, looking as though she owned this place. Her head was tossed back, and her face held the look of satisfaction. Donny nodded his head and then asked, "So, tell me, Natasha, do you feel sorry for what you did to Heidi?"

"Nope," Natasha said with a smile, her eyes bright, "Women like her, they don't deserve happiness. She has it all, friends who love her, a wonderful man at her beck and call, and a child. Why should that waste of space have that, when all I get are men who slap me around and treat me like trash! All my life, my father, my brothers, my husbands, why does Heidi get a happily ever after, when I only get a tragic ending?!"

Natasha leaned back and said, "All I wanted was for someone to love me, like Diesel loves Heidi, and when I didn't get it, I made sure that no other woman could get it either. All the husbands I've had; I stole them from other women, I've broken up relationships, I've destroyed families, and ruined lives, because, no one should be happy, no one but me."

"Have you killed someone before?" Donny asked softly, his eyes hard, never wavering from Natasha's face, "Answer truthfully."

"I may have added in someone's death, but did I pull the trigger?" Natasha asked haughtily, "No, I did not, they killed themselves, all I did was help them find out the truth."

"Thank you, Natasha, that's all I wanted to know," Donny said before he stood up, turned on his feet and left the pantry, closing the door and locking it behind him.

Donny looked up at the small group of people waiting for him and he said, in a soft voice, "Natasha is a sociopath, with narcissistic tendencies, if we ship her off to god knows where, she is bound to show up again…"

"So, how are we going to do this?" Carlos asked the small group that stood huddled in the narrow hallway that led to the locked pantry.

"Well, we do it like this, either we A: Kill Natasha, B: Kill Natasha, or C: Kill Natasha," Diesel said crossing his arms and glaring at the wooden pantry door, "What she did to my Heidi is an automatic death warrant for our kind; I say we stone her out back."

"Goodness," Jeanne said, glaring at Diesel, "Can you be more barbaric?! We have to do it more civilized! We push her off the cliff that's behind the community!"

"We should take a vote, as to decide if Natasha should live or should she die," Carlos said softly, earning a look from Donny, "This woman drove Heidi to suicide, we all made a promise that we would protect Heidi, we made that promise from day one, we failed her for five years, but we sure as hell can protect her now."

"Alright," Lester said, looking around, "For all those in favor of not killing Natasha, thumbs up, for all those in favor of killing her, thumbs down."

Almost instantly, every thumb pointed down, until it was just Donny, staring down at his thumb, which was sitting sideways, as if waiting for him. Diesel looked over o Donny, who sighed, and then pointed his thumb down, saying, "This goes against every ethical code I follow, but this is too personal for me, we shall at least kill her humanely, at the end of this week."

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Stephanie leaned her elbows on the bed that Heidi lay in, her blue eyes far away. It had been a full day since she had been given the news that her husband was looking for her, the shock had yet to go away. Stephanie vaguely wondered if it would ever leave her. She didn't want to be found, she didn't want to go back to that place, back to that hell hole. She wondered if Joe went to her family, demanding to know where she went. She prayed that he didn't, that he never found out that her grandmother and father helped her escape.

There were so many thoughts going through Stephanie's head, that when a small hand covered hers, she jumped in fright. A small, weak laugh had Stephanie looking over to Heidi, who was giving Stephanie a small sad smile, her eyes closed halfway. Stephanie sat up quickly and said, "Heidi, you're awake, how are you?

"Good," Heidi said weakly, letting Stephanie sit her up on a pile of soft pillows, "I take it that I failed at my suicide attempt?"

"God, Heidi," Stephanie said softly, reaching down and hugging Heidi's head, "Why? Why'd you do it? Why would you ever attempt something like this?"

"Because," Heidi said softly, looking up at Stephanie, "Natasha's right, Diesel, Sammy, you, all these people, they need someone who's stronger, mentally and emotionally, you can't depend on someone who has so many issues."

"You're not a weak person, Heidi," Stephanie said softly, looking at the woman, "You've done so much for everyone here, you've created a place where women and men can live safely, without the fear that their husbands will come and find them."

Heidi snorted and said, "There's a reason why I created this place Stephanie, and it's selfish reason too, I did it, Stephanie, not because I wanted to help out those who are abused, I did it, because I was a coward, Stephanie. I created this hidden community, so I didn't have to deal with the world, It was Donny who recommended that I branch out to help abused spouses."

Stephanie felt Heidi grab her hand and say, "Stephanie, I'm about to tell you something that only a few people know, a secret I've kept from the community, Stephanie, my husband abused me, the abuse started on our wedding night, all the way until I left him, five years, five long years of hell."

Stephanie sat down as Heidi stated, "Of course, the abuse started way before I married my husband. My parents abused me as well. My father he would try to have his way with me sexually, but my mother wouldn't let him. She used to check, every night, that I was still a virgin. When he couldn't have sex with me, he would beat me. of course, my mother despised the fact that I was attracting her husband, and she could never attract him."

Heidi scoffed and said, "My mother suffered from severe postpartum depression, after having me, and she never got over it. She used to look at me, all the time, and tell me that everything that's wrong with the family was my fault. It was my fault that my father wants to have sex with me, it's my fault that she beats me, everything was my fault. To sum it up, my parents never loved me."

"I never really did go to school, my mother didn't like idea of me getting an education, she use to say to me that since she couldn't go out and do the stuff that she wanted to do, I couldn't go and do what I wanted, and what I really wanted to do was get an education, and to get out of that house," Heidi said, looking up at the ceiling, "My father worked long hours at some company, he was some kind of district manager, so we were quite well off. My mother quit her job, to raise me, so most of the time, it was just me and my mother. My first memory of my mother, was when I was three, and I had spilt my milk, she had gotten so angry that she slapped me across the face and called me a clumsy whore…imagine that…"

Stephanie and Heidi turned to the door to Heidi's bedroom, watching Donny open it and enter the door. He rose an eyebrow at Heidi and Stephanie and then said, in a neutral tone, "Hello, Heidi, how are you feeling at the moment?"

"I bit tired" Heidi said softly, looking over to Donny, "And a bit annoyed that I didn't succeed in killing myself."

"Understandable, Heidi," Donny said walking over to the woman lying in the bed, "But, I have to tell you this, Heidi, I had a hell of a time checking you out of the hospital, after they finished pumping your stomach, they were going to put you in psychiatric ward."

"You should have let them put me in there, their security is so lax, I would have gotten away with killing myself," Heidi snapped, turning her body away from Donny and Stephanie, "I don't want to live any-"

"What about Sammy, and Diesel, and everyone else that relies on you?!" Stephanie asked, looking over to Heidi, who tried to cover her head with a pillow, "What about me? I need you, Heidi, you saved me from a dire situation! I need you more than ever right now, since my husband is actively seeking me out-"

"What?" Heidi said looking up at Stephanie, while Donny winced in the background, "What do you mean he's looking for you?"

"HE's looking for me and he's not alone, he-" Stephanie started but Donny cut her off, saying, "He has help from a co-worker, they're working together."

"Oh, oh dear," Heidi said softly, looking up to Stephanie, "This is not good news, you're in dependable hands, Carlos and Diesel will protect you, this place is not on any map, so you are quite safe."

"What about you?" Stephanie asked Heidi, watching the woman sit up, "Are going to protect me as well?"

"I can hardly protect myself from myself," Heidi said looking at Stephanie, leaning back in the pillows, "I am not a suitable leader for anyone."

"I'll fix that," Donny said softly, giving Stephanie a look, "Don't worry, now, why don't you go and get Diesel and Carlos, I wish to talk to Heidi alone."

"Please," Stephanie said, looking over to Heidi, "Don't ever scare me like that again."

Donny closed his eyes and counted to ten, giving Stephanie a chance to leave, closing the door behind her. When the door closed with a soft 'click,' Donny opened his eyes and said in a soft voice, "Heidi, I'm not going to lie, I'm pissed off at you, I've never been so angry before in my life, I told you to come to me, if you felt like this, I want to blame you for this, I truly do, but it's not your fault for this, it's my fault, I should have kicked Natasha out when you began to show the signs. I thought you would have done something, but…you are so kind, you would have never done anything you didn't want to do. You would have never kicked Natasha out, no matter how bad it got."

Donny sat down on the bed, and grabbed Heidi's hand, covering it with both of his big hands, "Heidi, my sweet, child, I've failed you, and for that; I'm sorry, I'm so-so sorry, please forgive me."

Heidi pulled Donny down and hugged him tightly, her frame trembling, "Of course I forgive you, Donny, you've done nothing wrong, it's me who has done wrong, I've done wrong to all of you; I'm still alive…"

(~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~)

"I just want to shake her," Diesel growled, looking over to Donny, his hands balled up into fist, "I just want to shake her better, is that an okay feeling? Please, tell me it is."

"It's quite normal," Donny said, looking around at the small group, "But what you all need to understand is that Heidi is not in the right frame of mind right now, and in fact, it may be a while before she sees that she's not worthless, and that death is not the answer to her problems. Do you all see what I'm trying to tell you?"

There were nods all around the small group session Donny had going. They understood what the man was saying, but it was so hard to believe him, but the crazy part is, it wasn't too hard for them to believe that Heidi could kill herself, they've seen it before, well some of them had, and so, that nagging thought in the back of their heads that Heidi could this again, it wasn't too far away.

Stephanie let out a shuddering breath and said, "She's so strong, why…why would she do this?"

Donny looked over to Diesel, Carlos and Jeanne and nodded his head. They had all been given permission from Heidi herself to tell Stephanie the history behind Heidi. While the subject may be the same, their stories were all different.

"Stephanie," Donny said softly, looking over to the woman, "Heidi, she had troubled childhood, which morphed in to a troubled adult life. Sometimes, life gives you lemons, and they're rotten, the lemons Heidi got, they were worse than rotting, they were decomposed. I met Heidi when she was young, maybe about 5 or 6, I was a young psychiatrist, fresh from college, and working for the department of social services. I was the psychiatrist for her mother, who had severe postpartum depression and a serious case of Narcissism. It's funny, based on the proof of income I was given, her mother could have gone to a psychiatrist of higher caliber, way higher caliber, not one fresh out of grad school. Whatever the case may be, I am grateful she was force to come to me."

Donny placed two fingers over his mouth and said, behind them, "I saw her, sitting outside in the waiting room of my 'office,' she looked like a tiny rag a muffin, dressed in this oversized sweater, and pants that were too big for her. There were toys all around her, but she just sat in this small blue chair, rocking back and forth, looking down at her hands."

"Heidi did tell me her abuse started off at an early age," Stephanie said softly, grabbing Carlos's hand, "How could her mother do this to her, didn't she feel an ounce of emotion for her?"

"Her mother had severe depression and she also had Narcissism, The depression wouldn't let her bond with Heidi, and then the narcissist in her deemed Heidi a threat, so her mother refused to bond with her," Donny said, looking over to Stephanie, "Let's go back to the story, yes, I could tell, right off the back, that Heidi was suffering from abuse, I've dealt with children from broken homes, many of them rocked, rocking is a form of comfort to many neglected and abused children, many autistic child rock as well, but Heidi didn't show signs of autism. If the rocking wasn't a tall tale sign of abuse, then the swelling around her eye was. I remember watching Heidi's mother snap at her, when she grabbed the hem of her coat, and I remember watching the child recoil with fear, as if she would be hit. Once Heidi and her mother left, I made sure to tell her mother's social worker that I wanted to see Heidi, in a private session."

"I didn't know you knew Heidi that long," Carlos said, looking over to Diesel, who nodded his head, "I thought you met her when she was 11."

"Oh, all had to do was ask me, and I would have told you when Heidi and I met, she was such a tiny thing…" Donny said with a sigh, before he looked at his watch and said, "Okay, people, time's up, I have to be somewhere else right now, if any of you need to talk to me, I'll be free in about two hours."

Donny got up and walked out the small sitting room. Jeanne turned to Diesel and said, "Come on, you lug, let's go start lunch."

"You, cook with me?" Diesel asked, with a smile, before the two left the sitting room, "Pinch me, I must be-ouch!"

"Well, you did ask for me to pinch you…." Jeanne sing song, before closing the door, leaving only two people in the sitting room, Stephanie and Carlos.

"It's still kind of a shock to me," Stephanie stated softly, looking over to Carlos, "That Heidi could still be thinking about killing herself."

Carlos got up from his perch in the arm seat, walked over to Stephanie and pulled her up from her spot on the sofa. He pulled her into an embrace and kissed her cheek, before saying, "It's been a struggle that Heidi had to put up with for a while, we'll get her fixed soon."

Stephanie nodded into Carlos's chest and said, "We have to, I don't like this Heidi…"

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Heidi leaned back in the armchair that rested in the corner of her room, playing with the frayed end of the armrest. Donny sat on the bed, watching Heidi toy with the few pieces of staring that stuck out of the black fabric. They had been like this for the last hour and a half; sitting across from each other, silent, both of them waiting for the other to speak first.

Donny sighed softly and said, "I understand, Heidi, that you feel like a caged bird, being confined to your room-"

"No, you don't," Heidi said softly, looking up at the man, "I'm stuck here, 24/7, because you all think that I'm a threat to myself and others, which is why there's always someone up here with me, in this locked room, and the windows are padlock so I can't open them and fling myself out of them. All the razors and blades have been taken out my bathroom as are the scissors. The quilts you have on my bed are so thick and heavy; I can't possibly make a noose and hang myself with them. I feel like a prisoner in my own home."

"I'm so sorry that you feel this way, but it's only to ensure that you never try to commit suicide again," Donny said softly, getting up and crouching in front of Heidi, "Please…please, let me know what's going on in your mind right now, please, let me try to fix it."

Heidi felt Donny's large hands close around the hand that was playing with the loose thread. She felt his head rest in her lap and she felt his shoulders shake with sobs. It shook Heidi to her core, seeing the man she considered her father, break down in front of her. She didn't know what to do, Donny was the one held it together, who got her through so much before her marriage and after it. Donny was the strong one, not her.

Heidi hugged Donny's head, feeling the tears burn her eyes, "I'm so sorry, Papa, I'm so, so sorry."

(~~~~~~~~~~~~~)

"Come on," Carlos said, pulling Stephanie up from her desk, "Let's go out, Babe."

Stephanie let out a yelp as Carlos pulled her close to him, kissing her soundly. Their relationship had progressed along, and now, Stephanie didn't feel as though she couldn't trust Carlos with her heart. She didn't flinch when he would run his hand down to the small of her back and whisper, "Babe," in her ear. There was something stirring inside of her now, something that she hadn't felt in a long time; longing and want. She thought it had died the moment Joe had first struck her, but now, it was back, and clawing its way up to the surface.

"Oh," Stephanie said, pulling back from the kiss, "Where do you want to go tonight?"

"I want to take you into the field behind the woods, on a nighttime picnic, just you and me," Carlos said softly, kissing Stephanie again, "I'll pack a basket, and we can watch the stars."

"That sounds lovely," Stephanie said with a smile, "It is pretty late, isn't it?"

They had spent most of the night going over several accounts, and faxing them off to the many offices Carlos owned. They had worked through lunch and dinner putting the final touches on certain contracts and invoices. At least it wasn't payroll, Stephanie finally twisted Carlos's leg and made him hire two accountants. It worked out well for him, payroll was done efficiently and promptly and Carlos could spend that free time with the ones he loved the most.

"Yes, which is why it would be a good time to go off on our own," Carlos said with a smile, leading Stephanie out his office, "Just you and me."

The coils of desire lapped at the bottom of Stephanie's stomach, it had been so long since she felt like this, so very long. Stephanie laced her fingers with Carlos and followed him, with a smile on her face.

(~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~)

Heidi looked up from the book she was reading, hearing the door knob to her bedroom jiggle to and from, before someone pushed the poor open. Heidi watched as her child shuffled into the bedroom, her small hands gripping a colorful princess themed tray, which held a bowl full of something, a cup and a bottle of ginger ale. It made Heidi smile, watching as Sammy placed the tray on the bed and use her small hands to push it back, so it wouldn't fall.

"Hello Sammy," Heidi said, picking her child when she held her arms out, "What are you doing?"

"Uncle Carlos said you were sick, so, I want to make you better," Sammy said, hugging her mother, "I got you cinnamon teddy grahams and ginger ale, like you do for me."

Heidi let out a sound, looking over to the tray to see all the items that her child bought to her. She looked down at Sammy and watched as tears filled her grey eyes. Sammy rested her chin on her mother's chest and said, "Mommy, please don't be sick, I don't like it when you are."

Heidi hugged Sammy tightly and let out a sob. It had been so easy to say that Sammy would be better off without her. Heidi now knew that it wouldn't be so easy, she needed her child as much as her child needed her. She had been such an awful mother, and an awful friend.

"Mommy is going to get better, okay?" Heidi promised, looking down at her daughter, letting tiny fingers wipe the tears from her face, "So she can take care of you, I promise you that, Mommy is so sorry for not being there for you."

"It's okay, Mommy," Sammy said with a bright smile, "You're here now, with me, now, I'm supposed to be nursing you, back into bed with you."

Heidi pulled Sammy closer to her and said, "I say, why don't we both enjoy the teddy grahams and ginger ale, and I'll read to you."

Sammy smiled prettily and nodded her head, letting Heidi grab the tray and situate it close to them, so they could enjoy a moment between mother and child.

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Stephanie let out a sigh of contentment, rolling on her back to look up at the moon. Carlos had led through on a short path that went through the woods beside the Midway home and the Community, and into a small field that lay inside of the woods. They had eaten a light dinner of fruits, crackers and cheeses, before washing it down with a bottle of red wine. They were now sitting in the darkness, enjoying the feel of the warm late summer breeze and the stars that were in the night sky.

Stephanie shifted slightly, as Carlos laid down beside her, his hand holding hers as they looked up in the sky.

"I love looking up at the stars," Stephanie said, looking over to Carlos, "It reminds me of when I was younger, more innocent, I suppose. Joe used to get mad at me, when I ask if he would watch the stars with me, he told me that grown women have more important things to do in life, instead of watching stars."

"His lost," Carlos said softly, his brown eyes soft, looking over Stephanie's form, "He'll never experience the way the moonlight shines down on your face, he'll never experience the calm and peacefulness of this moment, and he'll never know how lovely you look when you're this relaxed."

Carlos lifted himself up and tucked a stray black curl behind Stephanie's ear. Stephanie sat up and kissed Carlos gently. She kissed him again, and again, each kiss lasting a little bit longer, and getting a little bit deeper. Stephanie broke apart from the last kiss with a smile and said, "Carlos, I want this, I want you, make love to me, make me feel like a woman again."

Carlos's eyes darkened and he said, with a growl, "Stephanie, you're 100 percent woman," before he leaned down and attacked Stephanie's mouth with his.

Stephanie thought she knew what to expect when she had sex. There might be some foreplay, her partner kissing and fondling her, and then he would get down to the nitty gritty. With Joe and The Dick, she faked it, all they had cared about was their own instant gratification. She had an inkling that sex with Carlos would be different.

Boy, was she sure right.

Carlos took his time, exploring every inch of Stephanie, searching for the spots that made her eyes roll back into her head, or made her toes curl up so tightly that she would cramp her feet. He lavished her breast with kisses and small nips, tracing the areola with his lips, and then using his tongue and swirling it on the tip of her nipple, making her arch her back into his mouth. His hands made their way down her torso, wrapping around her hips and holding her still as he repeated the performance on the neglected breast.

Stephanie let out a whine, as Carlos kissed his way downward, using one hand to hold her down, while he used his free hand to spread her thighs open. He spent a moment kissing and nipping and lapping at her belly button before he kissed his way to Stephanie's mound. Stephanie shivered with anticipation as Carlos kissed her thighs, skipping over the area she really wanted him to kiss. Joe and the Dick never really liked to give, Stephanie was the one who performed the oral sex in the relationship, she could count on one hand the times Joe went down on her, and they weren't memorable times either. Carlos, however, worshiped her, he treated her like an oasis, and he a thirsty man. He used his tongue to trace every inch of her, her outer lips, her inner lips, her clitoris, the patch of skin below the entrance to her vagina. He devoured her, and she was his helpless, yet willing victim.

By the time he entered her, Stephanie had had three spine melting orgasms. When Carlos filled her up to the hilt, Stephanie could only moan from it all. Carlos was big, his girth made Stephanie ache from it, but the ache only tighten the coil of desire inside of her belly. The pace was rough yet steady, it had Stephanie holding on tight to Carlos's shoulders as he thrust in and out of her. Carlos rained down kisses wherever he could place them, on her collar bone, her shoulders, her neck, face, everywhere. Long and nimble fingers manipulated her clitoris, causing her to spasm and moan beneath him. The orgasms came quick and they were hard, and oh so delicious. They had Stephanie calling out Carlos's name each and everytime. By the time Carlos cried his completion, Stephanie's names slipping from his lips, Stephanie was nothing but a mass over sensitized nerves, quivering from the sensations. It took all her energy to put her clothes back on and go back to the Midway Home. Once they were back in the safety of the Midway Home, Carlos led Stephanie into his own bedroom, and lay her down in his bed.

"So, do you still have any doubts that you're not 100 percent woman?" Carlos asked Stephanie, watching her shift in the bed.

"I feel like I'm 200 percent all woman," Stephanie purred, looking over to Carlos with a smile on her face, "We can add another 100 percent, if you're still up for it…"

"Babe," Carlos said, climbing into bed with Stephanie, "I'm always up for it."

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Stephanie let out a nervous sigh, looking over to Heidi and Sammy, who were playing with some of Sammy's dolls. She promised Carlos, Donny and Diesel that she wouldn't tell Heidi what they told her. Natasha was being kept prisoner in the pantry of the kitchen in the Midway home and in about 30 minutes, she was to be killed. Stephanie was torn, in one hand, She should tell Heidi, because Heidi should have some say in this, but in the other hand, Natasha drove Heidi to the point of suicide.

"Auntie Stephanie," Sammy said, going over to the woman, come and play with us, you look sad…"

"It's only because you guys are playing without me," Stephanie said, sliding on the floor beside Sammy and Heidi, "You couldn't wait for me?"

"Well that's cause you were in the chair all quiet," Sammy said, before giving Stephanie a purple doll, "Here, you can me Melody-"

Sammy let out a shriek as light lit the dimly lit room and thunder rumbled the floors of the bedroom they were in. Sammy huddled against her mother and whimpered, "I hate thunderstorms, mommy."

Heidi squeezed an arm around her child, but her face was on Stephanie's, watching her blue eyes dart to the window and out into the woods, "Stephanie, what's wrong?"

"Nothing….it's just, this weather is fitting for this night," Stephanie said softly, looking over to Heidi who shrugged her shoulders.

"Stephanie," Heidi said putting the doll in her hand on the floor, "Where are Diesel and Carlos?"

"They're busy," Stephanie said as she went back to playing dolls with Sammy, "They're busy outside-"

Stephanie winced, she hadn't meant to say that, damn it! Heidi stood up and said, "Outside?! What are they doing outside Stephanie?"

"I can't tell you," Stephanie said looking up at Heidi, whose face seemed to get darker, "I would if I could."

"Stephanie, don't cover for those men, this is my house, they are on my property, tell me what they're doing," Heidi said in a deceiving calm voice, her amber eyes hard.

"Natasha, they're getting rid of Natasha," Stephanie said her head bent, "On the edge of the property, near the cliff, they're going to execute her."

"...What?!" Heidi whispered, looking over to Stephanie, who nodded her head, "Right now, no wonder those pigs locked me in here with you and my child."

Heidi raced over to the door and grabbed the doorknob, only to yelp in pain, as her fingers touched the cool silver metal that made up the doorknob. Heidi hissed out a curse and snapped, "Damn it! When they changed this fucking doorknob!"

Stephanie grabbed Sammy, scuttling out the way as Heidi went barreling past them and over to the dresser. She watched as Heidi grabbed something out of tin can and stuff it into the pocket of the pants she wore. She scurried over to the other side of the room, close to the bathroom, as Heidi went over to the lone armchair and grab it by the arms. She watched with wide eyes as Heidi heaved it up with ease and then with a dainty grunt, toss it through the window and onto the ground below. Glass went flying everywhere, and Stephanie had to turn away to protect Sammy and herself from the shards. The cold wet wind that came though the broken window had Stephanie turning, only to watch as Heidi jumped out the window and take off into the woods, as if the hounds of hell were at the heels of her shoes.

Stephanie ran over to the bedroom door, with Sammy wrapped around her body, she had to get Heidi before something bad happened.

(~~~~~~~~~~~~~)

"Only one bullet, one clean shot to the head, she won't feel any pain, and she won't suffer long, instant death," Donny said to Diesel, giving him the small handgun, "Don't make her suffer, Diesel…"

Diesel looked over to Natasha, who seemed to think this was all a game, leaning against an oak tree, and smiling coyly at them all. It was as though she wasn't going to die, that she was going to skip away, scott free.

Donny walked over to Natasha and said, "We are the Judge, the Jury and the Executioner, we have all found you guilty of crimes against Heidi and have sentenced you to death, do you have any words to say?"

Natasha sniffed an said, "I should have made sure she killed herself, that was my mistake."

"Kill her now," Carlos growled, as lightning lit the area, "Kill her now, so we can be done with her."

Diesel sighed and held the gun up, pointed at Natasha's face. It seemed that when the gun was pointed at her face, Natasha finally understood, she wasn't going to be left alive, they were going to kill her. She faltered, and looked franticly around. Nobody in this area would stop him, because she had harmed someone they loved. That thought alone had Natasha's blood boiling, how dare that Heidi how-

Diesel pulled the trigger and the gun went off. For a moment, it seemed as though time stop, and when it started up again, Diesel found that he had fired the gun up into the stormy sky, and someone was wrapped around his arm. Diesel looked down and saw Heidi holding the hand that had the gun. As lightning flashed across the sky, Diesel could see the wild look in her amber eyes.

Heidi wrenched the gun from his hand and tucked it into the pants, before she turned to Natasha and tossed her something. Natasha picked up the item that Heidi threw to her and found that it had been money that Heidi threw to her. She looked up at Heidi who with a heavy breath said, "Get out of here, and don't come back, if I catch you around here again, I will kill you…"

Natasha needn't be told twice, and she took off into the woods. Diesel made a noise and said, "You're just letting her go how could-"

"No! How could you all decided to take a woman's life, just like that!" Heidi snapped at the small group, "We help save people, we're not murderers!"

"She hurt you," Carlos said, going over to Heidi and reaching out to touch her, but a low growl from the woman stopped him, "We had to make her pay."

"No, you didn't," Heidi said softly, moving her wet hair from her face, "An eye for an eye makes the world blind, remember, Donny, that's what you told me? You all make me sick…."

Heidi turned and walked past the group, going back to the Midway house. Donny let out a sigh and said, "She's right, fuck, we almost killed a woman, and for what, revenge? That's what I tell us all not to aim for, and it wasn't even revenge for us, it was all for Heidi…."

"And she let the bitch go," Diesel said with a sigh, before he shook his head, "That woman has a heart of gold, and she doesn't even know it."

"You all better do something about this situation," Stephanie said, walking out the woods and over to the group, "Heidi isn't just going to forget this, you know, you all should have spoken to Heidi first, before you did this."

"Babe," Carlos said, but Stephanie stopped him and said, "Don't you Babe me! You told me to keep this a secret from Heidi, don't use me for your sinister plots ever again!"

Stephanie turned on her heel and walked back to the Midway house, leaving Carlos, Diesel and Donny to ponder in the rain.

TBC…

(I can't believe they were really going to kill her!)

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