Kevin sat in the empty house, his eyes scanning the papers that he had threw all over the living room, his mind was running wild with ideas, but if there was one thing his father taught him, it was to stay calm in times like this. He had already made the necessary calls, warning whoever he thought would need the advance warning. He swallowed as his eyes noticed a picture of him and Madison as it sat on the entertainment center, he couldn't help the smile that came to his face when he remembered that day. It was when Madison was younger, this was the first time he let her come with him to a wrestling event. The picture had Madison as a young girl standing on the top turnbuckle, Kevin in front of her, her small arms wrapped around his massive frame as he gave her a hug. He remembered the laughter that filled that arena, as she giggled when he chased her around the ring. He remembered how much she laughed when Kevin would playfully fall to the ground at any movement she made. That day was one of the best days he ever remembered with her.

Kevin couldn't help the worry that attacked his mind, he worried where she was right then, he worried that he made the wrong decision sending her off with Ken. Was Ken really able to handle all of this? Would Ken protect her when it got down to it? The thoughts bounced around Kevin's head wildly, when suddenly the major thought hit him, No, Ken would not protect her, because it would NEVER get to that point. He would not allow it, he would end it before it got that far.

Nodding his head, he hurried to his laptop, using all and every trick and connection his father left him, Kevin soon knew more about the corporation then he ever imagined. If they were gonna come after him, just like he thought they would, then he would be ready for it, and they would have to go through him to get to Madison.

As if on cue, the loud ringtone from his cellphone filled his house, Kevin cautiously walked to the living room, glancing at the called ID, before carefully picking up the call.

"Ken?" Kevin asked carefully

"Uh no…it's me." Madison spoke softly, her voice shaky as she fought as hard as she could to hold back tears. Kevin's heart melted hearing the voice of his sister on the other side of the line, he was convinced that she would never talk to him again.

"May-May" Kevin said with a smile, plopping down in the chair.

"I have a question" Madison spoke seriously, doing her best to keep herself together.

"What is it?" Kevin asked concerned

"Am I evil?" Madison asked, her voice cracking at the end, the sounds of her slightly sobbing coming through the phone.

"May-May" Kevin tried to soothe his sister.

"I'm being serious Bubba…" Madison practically yelled in response

"Madison, I want you to listen to me." Kevin started, listening to the slight breathing on the other end of the line.

"You are a Nash. You are my sister. You are our father's daughter. You are one of us. Plain and simple. I never have and never will consider you anything more than my sister, whether we be blood bound or not. You hear me?" Kevin spoke sternly into the phone, swallowing the cryball that was in his throat, as he fought back tears.

"Are you sure?" Madison spoke with a shaky voice, he could tell she was crying on the other end of the phone.

"Absolutely. Our dad wouldn't of saved you if he didn't believe it, he believed in you May-May, mom believed in you, I believe in you, and I'm pretty sure Ken over there believes in you also, so all of us can't be wrong, can we?" Kevin spoke, a slight smile coming to his face.

"I guess.." Madison spoke glancing over to Ken who sat on the bed, his back against the wall, giving her a quick smile, before she turned away from him again.

A few moments of silence passed, when Kevin spoke

"So how are things going over there?" Kevin asked concerned

"Good, we're in…" Madison spoke excitedly

"Don't tell me…It's better if I don't know" Kevin interrupted quickly.

"Bubba….I'm scared." Madison spoke honestly, resting her head in her hands. She felt Ken's body maneuvering, his legs resting on either side of her, as he wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her back against his body, resting his chin on her shoulder.

"Hey, we don't get scared…remember?" Kevin reminded his sister, even though he couldn't deny the fact that he was scared himself.

"We don't get scared…We THINK." Madison repeated the saying her father once inserted into her mind. Kevin smiled hearing her repeat the same mantra his father once taught him.

"Listen to me May-May, I'm gonna take care of everything alright?" Kevin spoke sternly.

"Bubba, can you promise me something?" Madison asked softly.

"What?" Kevin responded

"Promise me you won't do anything stupid? You'll stay safe?" Madison asked worriedly, knowing her brother.

"I promise, I'll be safe. I love you May-May" Kevin spoke softly.

"Love you too Bubba" Madison answered before hanging up the phone.

Kevin looked at the phone after the call had ended, his mind replaying the conversation he just had with her, the fact that she had called from Ken's number didn't even matter to him. He was glad that she didn't seem to be mad at him, and it put him at ease just hearing her say he loved her, but he was serious on everything he promised her. He nodded his head, as he stood from the seat making his way to his bedroom, he hoped the time would never come when he would have to use any of this, and unfortunately it did, as he opened his closet, walking in he reached the back wall of the closet. Finding the spot he was looking for, he pulled the light barrier of plywood to the side, exposing an extra 20 feet of space, filled with guns, ammo, firearms and other equipment. "I'm gonna end this May-May" Kevin spoke aloud, as he reached for the nearby gun, slapping the cartridge of ammo into the weapon.

The red light blinked on the computer screen as many men rushed by in the small office area

"Sir, the call was tracked to a cell tower located near Baton Rouge, Louisiana" The uniformed man spoke to his superior.

"Proceed, it's time to bring this little girl to her destined fate." The superior officer spoke, watching as the uniformed man proceeded to give orders. Another uniformed man spoke up

"What about Nash?" he asked curiously. The superior rubbing his hand with his face

"If he's like his father, he'll come to us." The superior spoke, before sitting in the large chair across from the screens, folding his hands together