A/N: Man, I can't believe I've come so far in this story! Well, here goes part 2 of Sondra's nightmare! What happened to Gabriel, causing him to die that very evening? Let's find out! Please review and happy reading to chapter 35! :D

Itlaic-Sondra's nightmare

Regular print-The present time

Chapter 35

"Alright, little one," Gabriel snickered at Sondra's little bounces and hops she was now starting to play on her bed, joyfully giggling and quietly, but happily, cheering her head off, as her pale blue eyes dazzled with happiness. Just as Sondra took another leap off of the soft sheets, cozy pillows, and warm blanket, Gabriel cuffed his hands around her waist, catching her and starting to sway her soothingly and caringly in his arms, as if she was four-months-old instead of a four-year-old.

"Can you read me a story?" Sondra cutely asked as Gabriel gently rested her back in her bed, planting her head carefully on one of her pillows, before he lastly lovingly tucked her warm blanket around her body to keep her all cozy so she could fall asleep easier.

"Aw, I'm afraid not, Sunny," Gabriel shook his head, but he continued to smile his handsome grin at his oldest little sister, as he decided to stroke her already shagged up, golden blonde hair, tucking some strands behind her ears. That's when Gabriel checked his watch to see what time it was. A new Greasers and Socs rumble was going to break out in about fifteen minutes, so Gabriel knew he had to quickly go and meet up with some of his friends that are also Regulars, but disguised as Greasers or Socs too, so they could sneak into the rumble and break it up, ending the rivalry of Tulsa's three gangs once and for all, so there would be no West and East drama, and Regulars would actually be able to leave their houses with no fear or worry.

"Pleeasssee?" Sondra attempted giving Gabriel her puppy dog face, her eyes wide with plead and bottom lip sticking out a little, quivering. Gabriel knew that face, and usually he'd get sucked right into what Sondra wanted to do, but at that time, he knew he'd have to deny it if he wanted to quickly meet up with his friends and rush over to where the Greasers and Socs were going to have their rumble assigned.

"I told you, Sunny," Gabriel stated "I'm afraid not. If I want to get where I'm going tonight, I got to go right now."

On the outside, the eldest Prescott might've seemed alright with saying that, but you could see how he was regretting it by looking deep into his eyes, where his actual feelings on the inside were contained usually.

"Awww..." Sondra sighed, still flashing her puppy dog face. Gabriel tried his best to act stern right then, crossing his arms over his chest and narrowing his eyes, but whence he focused his eyes on Sondra's again, he failed miserably at acting stern. A huge, handsome smile instantly spread across Gabriel's face as some snickers escaped from his lips.

"Don't worry, little sis," Gabriel said "I promise you, tomorrow evening, you'll get two bedtime stories since I got to leave you without one today."

That instantly brought overjoyed sparkles in Sondra's four-year-old eyes, and she instantly grew an adorable, wide grin as she nodded her head, clapping her hands a bit while she was at it.

"Alright, it's a deal," Gabriel hung out one of his pinky fingers, which Sondra instantly wrapped one of her own little pinky's around. That's how Gabriel always closed a deal with her, since she was just a little four-year-old. "In the mean time, you'd best get some sleep, because there's no way I can read you anything if you sleep for the whole day tomorrow from you being so exhausted."

"I love you, Mr. Mommy/Mrs. Daddy," Sondra giggled as Gabriel planted another little kiss on her forehead, right before she rested her eyes shut and turned over on her other side, facing away from her older brother. Gabriel's smile grew wider, actually glad that Sondra called him Mr. Mommy and Mrs. Daddy from time to time, since he acted more like an actual parent than just an older brother to both of his little sisters.

Gabriel cooked, cleaned, and spent as much time as possible with both Sondra and Iris, helping Sondra with her small homework assignments, which is mainly just spending time outside and coloring different pictures with certain colors, different objects, or some shapes. Iris, on the other hand, Gabriel just read to and tickled, feeding her and changing all of her diapers as well. He was the one who did everything for his sisters, while Spring and Dominic only ignored them, drinking and smoking their lives away, with taking drugs on the side too.

"I love you, too, Sonny," Gabriel whispered into Sondra's ear, before he gave her one final kiss on her head, then whispered, "I'll see you in the morning."

However, if only he and/or Sondra knew that there wouldn't be a tomorrow morning for him...and he wouldn't ever see either of his sisters ever again...

Gabriel quietly tiptoed out of Sondra's bedroom, flicking off the lights and leaving the door that he was closing behind him cracked open a little bit like Sondra always has it. That's when Gabriel took one silent look into Iris's room, peeking in through the crack of the open door to see that Iris was still fast asleep in her crib, peacefully dreaming in that adorable baby head of hers.

"I love you, Iris," Gabriel softly spoke through the crack, "I'll see you tomorrow morning."

Gabriel decided to quietly close Iris's bedroom door fully, taking one last peek at Sondra to make sure she actually was going to sleep, and when it was official that she was, he headed off to his bedroom, where he only snatched up his new, black leather jacket and slipped it on, before he walked back out into the hallway, closing his door fully behind him, then continuing his way down the staircase that entered the living room.

Spring was on her knees in front of the coffee table that had three filled ashtrays resting on its surface, and she was actually snorting up some different colored powders by using a straw.

Dominic, on the other hand, was absent-mindingly flipping through the channels on the TV, and his tongue was hanging out of his mouth like he was just hanged from a noose or something. In his opposite hand that wasn't holding the remote, he was drinking some vodka.

Gabriel's eyes widened at the horrible sight of his parents, deeply questioning to himself how in the world he, Sondra, and Iris were their children. Gabriel wanted to attempt convincing himself that they were adopted, but that was impossible. He was there when Sondra and Iris were both born in the hospital, which was completely different with him, because he was born right there on the couch, since his parents didn't want to go to the hospital for their first born child.

Both Dominic and Spring looked terrible, their eyes surrounded with dark circle, and their hair all mangled up. Spring even looked like she was becoming underweight, because when you take so much drugs, they can eat away at what you have inside.

"Mom, Dad," Gabriel addressed his parents.

"What do YOU want?!" Dominic bitterly and harshly demanded to know as he and Spring instantly snapped their full, undivided attention over to their only son. Instantly, Spring's eyes shot huge as Dominic's jaw dropped, causing his mouth to hang open again. They could not BELIEVE what Gabriel was wearing from the leather jacket, to the worn out, tore up designed, black jeans, and even to the dirty, very old tennis shoes.

"I'm just going to go hang out with some of my friends," Gabriel lied, considering he wasn't going to tell his own abusive parents that he was truly going to sneak into the new rumble that's coming up in a few with his friends and end the rivalry in Tulsa. Gabriel might've been blonde, but he wasn't dumb, that's for sure. He was very great at sounding convincing when it comes to lying to his parents.

"Dressed like that?! Hell no!" Dominic bellowed. He actually threw the remote across the room, causing it to bang into the kitchen wall, leaving a dent. Gabriel closed his eyes, then took in a deep, but soft breath through his nose, releasing it softly the exact same way as he reopened his eyes, not showing any fear or anything like that.

"We've told you before, Gabe," Spring snarled "we're Regulars, not some Greasers!"

Gabriel stuffed his hands into his leather jackets pockets, shrugging his shoulders at his parents. "I don't think what I wear will change my label in Tulsa's eyes, Mom and Dad." Gabriel lied once again. That truly wasn't correct. Your clothes was one of the main things that others use to give you a label. However, Spring and Dominic weren't going to allow Gabriel to pull that lie over them. They both lived in Tulsa ever since they were little kids, so they knew all of the "rules" Tulsa had to label you either a Greaser, Soc, or a Regular.

"You'd best go back on upstairs and change your clothes, or else you're not going anywhere!" Dominic blustered.

Gabriel instantly rolled his eyes after he took in and digested his father's threatening words. "Yeah, how you goin' to stop me?" Gabriel challenged, his voice uncaring with this annoyed facial expression now plastered on his face.

Dominic furiously narrowed his eyes, shooting off daggers at his son as he threw his now empty glass of vodka, not caring to look where he threw it, and the sound of glass shattering instantly flooded the room, followed by Dominic actually slamming his feet down on the stained carpet, sternly standing up from the ripped up and stained couch.

Upstairs, little Sondra had heard the sound of glass shattering, which instantly caused her to shoot up in her bed, her eyes now widened from wondering fearfully about what just happened. Quickly, the four-year-old three her blanket off from her and crawled out of her bed, right before she trotted her way out of her bedroom on her tippy-toes, quietly rushing her way down the hallway, but she stopped at the top of the stairs. She could see Gabriel standing there in the living room from the top, and Dominic was now up from the couch cracking his knuckles angrily. Sondra's eyes grew big a bit, not knowing what was about to happen. She's never witnessed or been in a beating in her entire life, so she didn't know what was about to happen. How could you possibly understand something like THAT when you've just turned four?

"What'd you just say to me, son?!" Dominic growled his words, daring Gabriel to repeat himself.

Gabriel actually was afraid on the inside, but he wouldn't allow any of it to show. Instead, he narrowed his eyes in an upset manner towards his parents, keeping his hands stuffed in his leather jacket's pockets as he clenched his teeth furiously for both of his parents to see themselves.

"I said..." Gabriel answered "...how. Are. You. Going. To. STOP. ME?!"

Sondra released a tiny gasp, her eyes widened a bit more after she heard Gabriel's words. If there was one main thing Sondra always remembered her peers at school talking about, it was that you should love, respect, and care for your parents just as much as they do for you, meaning you shouldn't ever back talk them or anything like that, but Sondra always questioned why her mommy took so many different pills and powders, giving herself many shots too, while she wondered why her daddy drank all kinds of different liquids from different bottles and cans 24/7. Seriously, for all of Sondra's parent-teacher meetings, Gabriel had to go to all of them, which none of the teachers really minded, and Gabriel didn't either.

"Don't you dare talk to your father like that!" Spring pointed one of her pointer fingers sharply at Gabriel as she stood up from the carpeted floor, almost falling back from having a major headache on the count of the many drugs she snorted up, but Dominic caught her by the waist, holding her up, as the two scowled furiously at their oldest child.

"Mom, Dad, I'm sixteen! I'm sure I can pick my own decisions in who I really want to be!" Gabriel pointed to himself when speaking.

"Not when you're our son! What your mother and I tell you..well, basically what I tell you, is exactly what you do! You're not one of those peasant Greasers!" Dominic bellowed, taking his hands away from his wife's waist just for a moment to angrily crack his knuckles once more, but he quickly placed his arms back around Spring's waist when she almost fell back again.

Sondra seriously couldn't believe what all she was hearing. Her parents were actually hollering like that to their only son, and they're actually doing it without any cares about her and Iris upstairs. Speaking of Iris, Sondra was kind of surprised that she wasn't waking up with all of this bickering going on back and forth downstairs between Gabriel and their parents.

"Well, I'm totally not one of these jailbird Regulars either!" Gabriel snapped, raising his voice so loud with rage that Sondra felt like she was the one being hollered at. Nobody has EVER ticked Gabriel off like that.

"That's enough, Gabe!" Spring ordered, but Gabriel didn't listen. He wanted to say what was on his mind right then and there.

"No, it's not enough," Gabriel snarled "you two might be my parents, but you're certainly no mother and father! You ignore your daughters, and you beat the heck out of me with both words and physical violence! I'm sick and tired of how you two think you can pick everything for me, and you most likely think you two can do the same to Sondra and Iris when they get older, but not on my watch! If they want to be Greasers, they can be Greasers, just like me! There's no way in hell I'm going to stay as a jailbird Regular anymore! I'm not a Regular! It's not who I truly am! I'm just a Greaser!"

"SHUT UP!" Dominic yelled. That outburst was so frightening that it gave Sondra a startled shock, causing her to start trembling, as her eyes started to feel tearful from the horrible show that she was viewing from the top of the stairs.

"No, I think it's best if you shut up, and stop treating me like horse crap, ignoring your daughters on the side!" Gabriel sternly said.

"THAT'S IT!" Dominic instantly flung forward towards his son, but before Gabriel could rush a single step away, his father nailed him right in the mouth, causing him to fall straight to the carpeted floor. The tears in Sondra's widened eyes began to fall a bit as she watched Gabriel slowly pick himself up from the floor, coughing up some blood a bit as he stared back up at his furious father, and his bitter mother was instantly by her husband's side in seconds, fighting her headache so she could move on her own.

"Are you through, Gabe?" Spring commanded to know, his eyes narrowed with a mixture of thinking and anger, which was her way of daring somebody to say the response she didn't want to get.

"..Ugh..." Gabriel coughed up some more blood, allowing it to drip down his lips and continue its way down his chin, then falling down and staining the carpet. However, both of his parents didn't really care, which wasn't really surprising in Gabriel's eyes, but it was mighty hard to believe in Sondra's opinion.

"...Is that all you got?" Gabriel asked, his voice soft, but still able to hear. He wasn't going to allow his parents to win this round. He wanted to get the message through their thick skulls one way or the other that no matter what happens in life, they can't pick their own kids lives, even though they did make and bring them into the world.

Dominic started cracking his knuckles a bit, right before he didn't take any hesitation to slam one of his tough fists down on his son's chest, causing Gabriel to clench over his heart and let out a moan of pain, but he wasn't going to give up over that. He's been jumped a whole lot, and has been through even worse beatings by his parents, whether if it was to protect his sisters, or because he did something that his parents weren't so fond over.

"Are you finished now?" Dominic growled his words in a threatening tone, but Gabriel forced himself to create a glare upon his face, now laying flat on his back with the blood still dripping out from his mouth, and his hands remaining clenched over his chest.

"Not even close..." Gabriel hissed, which instantly caused him to recieve a hard kick in the ribs by Spring. Thank God she wasn't wearing any shoes, but it still hurt like heck.

Sondra locked her hands over her mouth, her eyes now huge and red-rimmed, her steaming, hot tears now falling down her red stained cheeks. She breathed in and out rapidly, but quietly, trying her best to remain calm as she felt her heart beating like a wild and crazy horse in her chest. Being only four, Sondra didn't know what to do. She still didn't understand what the heck her parents were doing to Gabriel, other than actually hurting him. Sondra desperately wanted to help Gabriel, but she truly knew that she couldn't, unfortuently and regretfully.

"Alright, there's no way in hell we're going to play nice with you anymore, Gabe!" Dominic harshly warned.

"You call THIS actually being NICE?!" Gabriel tried his best to proclaim his words, but his voice seemed to be stuck inside of him, as if his vocals were getting damaged. All Gabriel could really get out then was coughing up more blood, the inside of his throat feeling like it was violently burning, and the only thing that was cooling it down was the cold golden chain of his necklace that was being worn around his neck, the single charm hanging from it saying the single word...'Gabriel'...

"THAT'S ENOUGH!" Spring shouted "YOUR FATHER WARNED YOU!"

As much as Gabriel would hate to admit it, hot, steaming tears began flooding up in his eyes, which were starting to go red-rimmed, and the tears dripped down the sides of his face as he laid there, unable to move and now in a lot of pain as his parents whaled on him, Spring kicking and cursing at him, and Dominic punching and spitting at him, ignoring all of his moans, groans, and hollers that gave it away instantly that he was in complete pain.

About two minutes later with all of this beating, spitting, and cussing away at their son, Spring and Dominic finally backed off, their faces beating red and eyes narrowed with absolute rage as they both stared at Gabriel, who now was badly injured, dangerously coughing up even more blood with his nose now possibly broken, streaking out some new blood as well. His right leg was badly twisted, while his left leg was all numb, just like his bloody hands were, and his arms were all sore, scratched and bruises up. His right eye now had a black, blue, and purple mixed circle surrounding it, and his neck felt like it was completely in flames, hurting to death every time he attempted to swallow.

"Ahh..." Gabriel attempted taking in a clear breath, but all that happened was that it came in all shaky, and when he released it, more blood came out.

"...Gabe?" Spring questioned, her scowl instantly vanishing from her face as Dominic's did right after. The two of them realized that they had beaten Gabriel too much, and even though they hated their own son's guts, they didn't want to go to jail for actually beating their son...literally to death.

Gabriel weakly opened up both of his eyes, only being able to have them cracked open, and he stared at both of his parents, knowing that he didn't have long at all. He knew he was going to die right then and there in the living room, not ever going to see his little sisters ever again, so he knew that if he didn't tell his parents what he's always wanted to tell them right then, then he wouldn't ever get to say it.

"If you two EVER...lay a hurtful finger on...either Sondra or Iris...I will NEVER...forgive you..." Gabriel quietly and weakly spoke between shaky, deep breaths and coughing up more blood, until his eyes actually closed, and the last deep, shaky breath you could tell he was holding in his chest...released...and not a single breath was taken back in.

"We...we killed him!" Spring gasped, her eyes now huge and mouth gaping open from shock.

"So what? One less mouth to feed...actually, we never feed our children anyway, so just one less child to get annoyed by." Dominic uncaringly rolled his eyes and crossed his arms over his chest. Nonetheless, that only caused him to get a slap across the face by Spring, who was super furious to the point that she was actually starting to cry.

"First off, I didn't plan to go through a painful birth just so sixteen years later, our only son would get beaten to death by us!" Spring listed "And second of all, do you know what the police will do if they find out we killed our own son by beating him?! We'll get sent to jail, or even get the death penalty for child abuse and murder!"

"Spring, calm down! It's not like we actually meant to kill him!" Dominic violently informed, "I got a plan anyway! We can just simply make it look like somebody broke into our house for a robbery, and they killed Gabriel since he came downstairs from his room after hearing the door open!"

"Oh, please! What do we have worth stealing?!" Spring shook her head with this annoyed/angry facial expression glued straight on her face.

"Who knows and who cares?!" Dominic smacked his hand straight onto his face, then slid it up through his already messy hair. "Look," He then hissed at his wife, "Just start cleaning this place up to make it look like we've got nothing to hide. I'll add a few final markings to Gabriel's body to make it look like he was actually in something with a robber."

"Alright, alright! Fine!" Spring caved, starting quickly to pick up the pieces of shattered glass, and modeling some pictures in different places on the wall to cover some dents, until she would get started on cleaning up the drugs and empty bottles and cans of Dominic's drinks.

Sondra seriously couldn't believe it now. She thought she couldn't believe it before, but now...she knew she was big time wrong, because Gabriel...their parents beat him to his grave...and he was such a smart, kind, golden-hearted, young man.

Dominic flipped out his switchblade from one of his worn out jean's pockets, watching the blade flick sharply out, until he eyed his already dead son.

"Son...we didn't mean to kill you..." Dominic quietly spoke, as if Gabriel was still alive, until he got down on his knees and starting slitting Gabriel's clothes a bit, so he could make it look like he was knifed, right before Dominic finished off Gabriel's body by cleaning off the switchblade's grip first so nobody would find any fingerprints, then lastly, he stabbed the blade down into Gabriel's body, sinking it deep into his stomach.

Sondra's tears fell faster and faster, her hands remaining cuffed over her mouth as she started shaking her head back and forth, trying to convince herself that this was all a nightmare, but she truly knew on the inside that it wasn't in her head. It was all true.

Just as Sondra thought things couldn't get any worse, Dominic actually fixed his eyes up to the top of the staircase, seeing how his four-year-old daughter witnessed everything, from the starting arguement, to the accidental killing. Sondra released a gasp as she quickly took off running to her bedroom, closing the door behind her without any hesitation before she dove under her bed, curling herself up in a crying ball, finally allowing her sniffles and whimpers to escape.

"Spring!" Dominic exclaimed.

"What?" Spring stopped what she was doing to quickly turn her attention back over to her husband, who was now trotting his way towards the staircase.

"Call the police and tell them the phony story of the robbery, and that the robber killed our son before he left from us realizing what he did, then hang up the phone!" Dominic instructed. He didn't wait for Spring to say anything back. He just took off running up the staircase, right before he stomped his way into Sondra's bedroom, not caring about the door as he left it to slam into the wall.

Sondra froze, completely terrified as she heard Dominic's footsteps come closer and closer to her bed, but after about five seconds with the footsteps no longer being heard, Sondra thought that her father had left. However, she was proven wrong when she felt tough hands grasp her ankles, then yank her out from under the bed, leaving the poor four-year-old in a screaming and crying fit.

"Shh! Shut up!" Dominic hissed, flying one of his hands up in the air, then bringing it back down to fly across Sondra's face, smacking her. Sondra's bottom lip quivered, sniffles and whimpers escaping from her as more tears fell from her red-rimmed, pleading, watery eyes. Dominic scowled, leaning in towards one of Sondra's ears as he whispered quietly and in a threatening tone, "Let's keep this our little secret."

Right then and there, Sondra knew two things for sure...one, it was now her job to protect Iris, and two, she wasn't going to get two bedtime stories the next evening...Gabriel was dead.

Sondra's eyes were now shedding tears as she stared at her reflection, pouting away in one of the mall's dressing room mirrors, remembering that dreadful memory that happened ten-almost-eleven long, straight years ago, but the dark and terrifying memories were still heavily vivid.

"Baby, are you alright?" Johnny instantly grew very worried whence he realized in the mirror's reflection that Sondra was crying, tears flowing down her slightly red cheeks with her eyes starting to go red-rimmed a little.

Finally, Sondra snapped out of what was like a trance, turning herself around and trying to get over the fact that she was crying in front of Johnny as the two of them stared right at each other.

Sondra couldn't help it any longer. She locked her hands over her face and started crying a whole lot. "I had a nightmare last night! I saw Gabriel! His death! I saw it! I saw it! It's all my fault! It's all my fault he's dead!" Sondra cried and cried, sniffling rapidly.

Johnny's eyes instantly widened, being full of plead and sorrow after he took in Sondra's words. However, he still believed that Gabriel passed away from cancer, and Sondra must've been in the hospital or someplace with him when he died, but at the same time, Johnny had this strange feeling in the pit of his stomach that was telling him that something wasn't right about what he was told about Gabriel's death.

"Oh, Baby," Johnny sighed, his tone consoling as he wrapped his arms around the oldest female Prescott, holding her close to him and allowing her to cry into his shoulder as he patted her back a bit with one of his hands, while his other hand stroked her hair in a comforting manner. "It was just a dream, Baby. Everything is alright. Just listen to me, please. It's not your fault he's gone. Just relax. I'm here for you." Johnny assured.

"Thank you, Johnny," Sondra wiped away her tears, right before she and the eldest Cade then looked straight into each others eyes. "...I think this is the perfect dress for me to wear to the formal dance." Sondra then shared.

"It's very pretty on you, Baby. You're the one who makes it look tuff though." Johnny offered Sondra one of his rare, cute smiles to cheer her up, which worked. Sondra instantly had a grin tug upward on her lips.

"Thank you, Johnny," Sondra thanked "well, I'd better go and take it off so we can buy it."

"Yeah..." Johnny shyly nodded, "go ahead. I'll be waiting."

Sondra wiped away the few remains of her tears, starting her way into one of the dressing rooms, but she froze in her tracks, confusingly cocking an eyebrow as she stared over her shoulder at Johnny.

"Hey, Johnny?" She questioned.

"Yeah?" The eldest Cade shrugged his shoulders.

"Do you have the same feeling that somebody is watching us at the moment?" Sondra asked.

Johnny hesitated, thinking heavily about Sondra's question as he took a couple of glances back and forth, studying and scanning where they were in the mall and at anybody else who was around, but no one was looking at either him or Sondra.

"I don't think so," Johnny shook his head, then formed a grin. "It's just in your head maybe. Just go on ahead and change out of the dress. Everything is okay."

"Alright..." Sondra shrugged, eyeing around the place for a couple of seconds, but before she actually walked into the dressing room, she stopped yet again to quickly go back to Johnny, where she gave him a quick, three second kiss on the lips, then smiled at him, recieving his grin in return as she turned back around and headed into the dressing room, closing the door and locking it behind her.

Johnny just sat back down on the little sofa that was there to sit when waiting to enter or for somebody to come out of the changing rooms, his cheeks now heating up and eyes sparkling with happiness as he released a happy, soft sign, thinking about Sondra.

Nonetheless, Sondra was correct...somebody was watching her and Johnny, catching every moment they had together there at the mall when they were searching for their formal outfits. There standing behind some of the racks and stands of different clothes and some shoes...was Two-Bit Mathews. The wisecracker's eyes were filled with joy, and he was now goofily grinning from ear to ear from actually witnessing Johnny and Sondra kiss.

"Wait until the others hear about this." Two-Bit quietly snickered to himself.

A/N: Cliffhanger! What'll happen next? Why did Dally want to know Sondra's and Iris's address a few chapters back? Will Two-Bit actually tell the gang? What'll they do if he actually DOES tell him? Find out all of these questions and more coming in upcoming chapters! Please review and stay tuned! :D :D :D :D