(A/N: Please remember Italicized writing is for Flashbacks and Dream sequences. End Note…)

Chapter 38

Back at Ivey Mansion Mark and Sophie walk into the house and hear Angel screech for someone to leave her alone. Sophie walks with purpose following the sound of her sister's voice into the atrium but Angel had left the phone on the couch, the person was still talking. Sophie picks up the phone "Hello" she says putting it on speaker phone.

First there is silence then her mother starts speaking. Mark motions for her to hand him the phone, Sophie shakes her head. He perches on the corner of the couch looking like a king cobra.

Sophia is brought up short then launches into her practiced poor me act. "Oh Sophie, Angela is being unreasonable.(sniff sniff pitch voice to indignant) I was trying to get her back with Braden he's changed. Won't you make her see reason she'll listen to you? (Sniff Sniff)

Sophie frowns and says in a dead pan voice "You're joking, right? Goodbye mother"

Anger touches Sophia's tone "If you hang up this phone, I'll have to close that building to your shop, both sides, I don't think the woman that owns the Night Club or whatever it is will be too happy, to know that the building has to come down. Don't you ever, forget that I have 49% of Ivey Enterprises? Sophie Elaine Ivey, I've had just about enough, of being disrespected by you and your ungrateful sister."

Sophie pulled up the distribution papers on her iPhone showing an angry Mark before he went off, this was business, and she could handle this. She checks to make sure all the signatures are present. Then then starts speaking. "So let me get this straight if I hang up on you right now. You're threatening to close down a business that along with mine pulls in over $350,000 dollars a night not a smart business decision. Why close the whole building, oh and please remember that you have no power. You never did and you never will. Dad redistributed the business distribution over 8 years ago. As a matter fact, I do believe as of now Dad has 48% Angel has 12% benefactor X who ever that is, has 10% and I have 25% that leaves you with 5% and even if by some hook or crook you decided to do something to my daddy considering he already suspects something. If you managed to get off, which I would not let happen by the way. You don't get shit."

"Honey, I was angry at your sister I didn't mean to take it out on you. You know you're my favorite." (Sniff Sniff) Sophia coos trying to change the direction of the conversation.

Sophie makes a gag face, and shutters at the thought of being her mother's favorite anything. "That might have worked with Angel but I know better. You got your nerve, WHAT do you have to be Angry FOR?" she says raising her voice.

Sophia pulls the phone from her ear and admonishes her youngest "Sophie inside voice please, I was just playing match maker they made a great couple. You saw their pictures from a few years ago on that social network thingy, you girls are on. Braden wants to reclaim those moments he's also good for her hobby of a career. Everyone deserves a second chance. From Angela screaming at me like a mad woman, I am sure she was very closed minded, Braden must be heart broken. He's not even answering my calls he's so sensitive and brooding, I hope she at least displayed the class I tried to instill in you girls, enough to let him down gently. I mean she didn't have to agree to meet him if she was going to be rude to him. I feel so used. (sniff Sniff)"

Sophie is done, that last rubber band of resolve had stretched past the point of no return, first hearing her own mother had set up her sister, getting to the hotel, seeing Angel on the floor. She'd thought the worst until her frantic version of Tap and Shout had proven successful and Angel had opened her eyes trying to get up. Sitting in the hotel room on the sofa, watching, and hearing Angel relive what happened to her if Angel didn't have her own shrink Sophie was going to give her a number. Now her mother was still playing the fucking victim. Though Sophie's voice is pure steel and fire there are tears in her eyes. Her voice lowers and her speech pattern changes when she is this angry Sophie sounded a lot like the female version of Chase. "Now see here, you Old Ass Bat, You set up my sister. You love Braden so much because he looked, like Jonathan and he was so sensitive, that he beat on Angel to the point she ran from her own tour. The picture you're talking about on Myspace was taken before they got together as a couple. As hard as it is going to be for you to hear this, pictures lie, and looks aren't everything. It's a band shot for fucks sake. Mr. Brooding Sensitive first tried to knock Angel out, and then he choked her out as she was trying to leave the room. He was undressing her when we came in. He then aimed a loaded gun at her head. You almost got US KILLED."

"Oh dear it was never supposed to go that far. (Sniff Sniff) Put my baby on the phone. I'll apologize" Sophie tells her not on her life. "Sophie Elaine IVEY I am you mother."

Mark opens his mouth to say something but stops when Sophie covers his mouth with her finger and shakes her head. She then takes a breath and launches in a verbal attack that will bounce around in her Sophia's head for the rest of her days. "You're not a mother you're a Fucking Monster. You say Angel had a choice. Yeah she answered the phone and you "her mother" pulled this shit on her the only reason it worked, was for once, she thought you needed her, and you did you need her, to be a gift to the fucking devil himself," Sophia tries to interject a comment. "Shut UP! I let you speak. It's my turn. You called me your favorite, which I find repulsive in every kind of way; you almost got my sister taken away from me forever. Stop the fucking sniffing you don't have a heart you forget I know you. The fact that you're my mother is very sickening and expensive, it's the sole reason I'm in therapy. Thanks to you Sophia Springer - McBride - Ivey my shrink is going to be able to build that add on to her Mega Mansion."

Mark watches Sophie rip her mother to shreds then come back for the scraps. He wanted to hire her as one of his lawyers on the spot.

Sophie hears another (sniff sniff) "I decree and I declare if you contact Angel I'll make sure you regret it. I don't want you near OUR house. If you see her on the street, you are gonna want to CROSS the street. Your boyfriend Braden is dead, that's why you haven't and won't be hearing from him he is in HELL, how about you follow him?" Sophia starts crying and asking what happened. "He threatened to shoot Angel and luckily for US we had our own Sniper force in the room. Sophia Springer let this be the last time I hear from you. Oh and here's some legal advice from me to you if I were you I'd start liquidating any physical assets, because you're done and going down hard. Sophie pushes end.

Mark gets up off the couch. Sophie looks up at him. "Hey you're gonna be okay?" He wipes away one of her tears with the pad of his thumb.

Sophie shrugs "When that door first opened, I thought we were too late. When I did Tap and Shout, I may have left a bruise of my own I was so fucking scared. Then when Braden drew the gun." her voice cracks it no longer held the steel or fire from speaking to her mother.

Mark takes one step and embraces Sophie "She's okay. We're all safe."

Dave walks down stairs. "Yeah if you give me my girl back you'll be safe." Dave says as Sophie rolls her eyes and hugs him. Mark asks Dave how Braden could have still been awake after describing what he did to the asshole. "Mark you know the answer to that question. He must have been flying on something. I have been on the receiving end of one of your blows not fun, and since at work you're pulling the punch, I know if you'd have hit me full force you would've cleaned my clock. Shit you cleaned Big Show's clock before in that bar in Indiana. Braden had to be hyped up on something."

Sophie gets a voicemail message alert from Chase's number. The song Mindfields by The Prodigy plays. She checks her app it was working. "Well if Sophia told on me and Chase wants some, I'll serve his ass a dose as well…." Sophie stops speaking as she listens to first the unfamiliar voice, and then replays it. Wanting to make sure this wasn't some kind of part two of Sophia's bullshit. Sophie calls the Sheldon Medical Center. "Good afternoon Julia. My name is Sophie Ivey Is Mr. Chase William Ivey there as a patient? He did, okay thanks Julia I'm on my way. No, don't contact Sophia; I'm his only Medical Contact in your network. I'll be there soon"

Joshua sits in his office holding a pic of Angel at The Davenport as he calls her "Hey"

"Hey, you're here?" Angel says in a hopeful tone. As she gets off of her bed and looks out of her bedroom window seeing no one on the street beyond the gate.

Joshua pulls in air through his teeth, and then pushes it out. "No, Angel I can't come tonight I'm working longer than I thought I would be, please don't come to The Davenport not tonight."

"Why?" Angel says trying and failing to mask the hurt in her voice.

"We're doing some stuff for a record Company and one of your former band members is here.. I hope you understand. "We can do it tomorrow night." he says not wanting to add to the hurt in her voice but he had a chance to break out of this local bubble.

"No, it's fine. It's probably for the best. Thanks, Good bye Joshua" Angel hangs up curls up in a ball and pulls the covers over her head.

Josh leans his head back on his office wall. He'd just knew Angel was going to say her favorite line it was an inside joke they had, the line was "Thanks" wait 3 seconds and finish in her best Rookie Hart voice from the Movie Chicago "For nothing." She never did tell him why she wanted to get plastered in the first place. She'd just thanked him and said goodbye

His sound man comes and knocks on his office door telling him that the band was ready. In a way he hoped the guy didn't work out cause if he did. Angel wouldn't come back. He hears the show starting and walks out and to the side of the stage as Angel's ex band member Scott "Sticks" Anthony warms up the crowd. Joshua walks out on stage he stands guitar in hands moves the mic up to his lips and points to the keyboardist to start. She starts the tune softly Josh then drops his hand and the drummer starts. He then begins to play along and sings into the microphone with a focused glare. A white light is cast on him as the rest of the band falls into shadow as the guitar refrain comes he hits it on the mark and finishes out the song. The small club erupts into applause for their hometown star. Josh jumps off the stage and is brought up short as he now stands face to face with Jonathon McBride.

'I get now LEGNA Records, I never made the connection until now" The music producer never looked up at him, all he saw when he took glances at the audience, is the top of the man's head.

Jonathon smiles with a sardonic grin on his face. "I'm glad to know that foot in mouth affliction has become manageable for you. Would you like to meet here, or in your office?"

"My office is fine" Josh says as they enter, Josh walks in and takes a picture off of his desk and putting it face down in his top drawer.

Not missing a thing Jonathan says "It seemed to be a tasteful picture, how long have you known her?" Jonathon puts his hand out. "May I take a look?"

Joshua rubs the back of his neck. "Um, sure" he pulls out the 8 x10 picture of Angel he had sitting on his desk and hands it over to her father. "We met in middle school right up the street here. That was taken after her second tour. I stood in the middle of the crowd, since I know she likes to focus on the back row."

Jonathan stares at the image of his daughter with her fist raised, her green eyes twinkling, and that telltale smirk before she'd drop her hand, and start the music and sing. "This was a part of her Cranberry Tribute Tour. You took this photo?"

Joshua smiles at the memory. "Yes, she did her rendition of The Cranberries Zombie that night."

Jonathon hands the photo back. It was time to work he sits down and steeples his long fingers sighs and starts speaking. "Okay, I saw some things I'd like to change about your act. Your sound needs work. I'm sure these people love you, but considering how long you have been here, doing the same set, they have been unconsciously cued to like your sound, that's not good enough, and it won't fly far. Your drummer changed since I was last here. Do you fight with your band a lot?"

Joshua tenses "No sir, my previous drummer left because he had some personal issues.

Jonathon asks "Family?" John nods

"Aye a good choice, I think the fella you have now will work. I still think there is something missing; I can't quite put my ear around it yet. If you're not opposed to changes, that will better your sound, I'm willing to give you and your band a chance"

Joshua stands when Jonathon does, and they shake hands "Thanks Mr. McBride."

Jonathon moves his hand from the contact briskly, and points at Joshua "Don't thank me until there is a recording with your name on it. My secretary, will be sending you the contracts. Can you do me a favor?"

"For you, sure name it. I can't wait to tell Angel the news" Joshua beams

That thought brings Jonathon up short; he'd intended on telling Angel about opening a United States branch of his company, so that he could stay in the states. He'd meant to tell her last night, but Chase had ruined the moment with his foolish actions. He had not wanted to say anything until he'd signed the papers to have the building built. He was working out of a leased building in Dallas for now, because any closer and Chase or Sophia could mess with him, the lease was under the company name not his. "Firstly: don't mention this to Angel as of yet. I have not informed her, and it would ruin the surprise. Lastly: I'd like a copy of that photo."

Joshua smiles "Oh, she's gonna be surprised alright, usually she hates surprises but this one, I think she'll love. As for the pic no problem in fact" Joshua takes the pic off his desk and hands it to Jonathon "here I have the digital copy. Just let me know when you tell her."

"I'm going to the house right now. Want to come along?" Jonathon notices Joshua as he looks at his watch and bites his bottom lip in worried thought, his electric mood sobering quickly "Okay, what have you done?" Jonathan sighs

Joshua launches into his explanation, as he paces the room. "Angel wanted to hang out at first that was fine and I told her sure, but then I heard the company was coming tonight and I did not want her in the same building with the new drummer. I haven't had a real chance to talk to Scott he was local we needed a drummer, and my sound man pulled his app and well he's in now. I called Angel back and tried to set something up for tomorrow night, but, by her response, I think I hurt her feelings, so I don't think Angel would like seeing, my ugly mug right about now."

Jonathon's gazed narrowed "Why is the drummer a problem?"

Joshua plunges his hands through his hair and blows a breath through his teeth. He slides his phone open and searches for the video, and hands it to Jonathon. "He left Angelic Impression kind of explosively, he'd played the drums when Braden Storm would sing with Angel, Scott then went off on them, on stage and came back to do some single, that never left the ground. He's a good drummer but I wasn't into having conflict if there was some still there."

Jonathon looks at the pic he now holds in his hands setting it down and taking a look at the video when done, he looks up at Joshua "Good call. The worst thing that the man out there can do, is cross me when it comes to my daughter. Call him in here, I want this settled now. "

Joshua walks out of the office and makes his way through the throng of dancing and gyrating bodies, until he spots Scott Anthony at the bar, the shorter man looks up and stands "So, are we a band or not?" Joshua shrugs noncommittally, and tells Scott that the producer wants to talk to him. Josh and Scott head back to the office. Scott stops outside of the door and turns to Joshua "What's this about?"

Joshua meets Scott's hesitant gaze. "I got a question for you, are you still angry with Angel?"

Confusion falls over Scott's features as he asks "Angel who?"

Joshua lifts an eyebrow "Name the first band you were with and I bet you can answer your own damn question."

Scott grins then looks irritated "Angelic Impression, fuck how long have you known?"

Joshua says "Okay you're not answering the question so is that a yes?"

Scott worries once again that name, and that clip, is going to bust his ass. "My Dude, I don't have a problem with Angel even if I did, so what. If the company man in there saw the clip and wants me out of the band fuck him."

Joshua gets in Scott's face "Let's get two things straight. "I'm not your dude; I'm your co-worker at best, for now. I don't know you. The name's Joshua Davenport, and as for Mr. McBride kicking you out of the band, that's not important to me."

"Okay whatever" Scott says as they enter the office and Jonathon is still sitting in the chair he rises and shakes hands with the drummer and asks Joshua out for a moment. Josh nods and leaves.

Jonathon waves for Scott to have a seat across from him. "I like you're sound you are very talented. It has been brought to my attention that you may have a problem with Angel Ivey I have reviewed the clip and"

Exasperated Scott stands and paces around the small office "Look Mr., I don't know Angel as much as I knew Braden. Angel was the lead singer it sounds like bullshit, but I wasn't yelling her that night. She just happens to be standing too close to the asshole. If she has a problem with me, it's because, I told her that I wasn't staying around to sink with her burning ship of a band. I told her that off stage. If she said I said anything more than that she's a lying b…"

Jonathon surges to his feet and into the boy's path breathing hard and fist raised and ready. "DON"T SAY IT" he says through clenched teeth.

Scott stops walking, and backs up as recognitions dawns, the hair the focused glare, this was her father, and he'd almost called Angel McBride Ivey a bitch. "Yup, I'm batting a thousand tonight, Mr. McBride I didn't catch it at first. I'm just tired of every time I think I have a chance it's messed up by something that happened 6 years ago on a stage in Chicago, IL. Since there's no frigging way you are going to hire me. Have a nice life"

Jonathon sighs "Are you quiet done self-sabotaging? If so, the band can start, as early as Monday. You might want to be telling the truth boy-o, because if not, and I find out you'll never work again. I'm taking a chance on you. You've earned a bad reputation, you have a bad attitude, but like I said, you have talent. For your first assignment, I want you to write out what happened on the stage that night, then get a tin can, drop the paper in, and set it a flame. It's over the chip on your shoulder is massive."

"Thanks" Scott says holding out his hand Jonathon doesn't take it and tells him not to thank him until there is a recording with the band, including his name on it.

Scott walks out of the office grabs Joshua's sleeve and spins him around. They glare each other as Scott speaks "I got the job, no thanks to you. You could have told me that was her father; I almost got my teeth brushed with his fist, for calling her a bitch"

Joshua wrenches his arm free, and pins Scott against the wall by the throat. "Don't ever say it again, or you'll have to deal with me." Joshua pushes away from Scott as he walks back towards his office, he turns and says over his shoulder "oh, and the next time you grab me, remember this moment." Joshua enters his office and slams the door temporarily forgetting about Jonathon in his office. He jumps when Jonathon asks is he okay. "He may not last long, the bravado bullshit gets old quick, and if he grabs me, and tries conversationally calling Angel a bitch again, I'll break his face." Jonathon asks him if he wants to go to the house or does he have plans. "Like I said she is not too happy with me right about now, but yeah I'll go, all she can do, is throw me out right?" They walk out of Joshua's office He grabs his guitar off its stand and jumps in his car following Jonathon back to the gates of Ivey Mansion.

Hours earlier Dave drives Sophie's car with her in the passenger seat. She was heading to find out about her father. She was closing her mother's credit card accounts down via her laptop and speaking to Help Desk and customer service switching the name to say Chase Ivey instead of a joint account. Dave feels like he is floating when Sophie's phone rings he jerks awake he had not realized he was asleep. Minutes later he opens his eyes damnit he'd fell asleep again. Seconds later he sees lights he then with a sick realization realizes they are headlights and almost plows into a car head first.

When he swerves Sophie looks up and asks him what's wrong. "Nothing, guy came over too far, I got this babe" Dave snaps and pulls into a parking spot at Sheldon Medical Center. Dave balls his hand into a fist he needed something to keep him alert that was too close. Sophie is still typing and sending messages. "We're here; can't you do that shit later?" Dave says as he tries to keep his cool tone. It failed; he knew it when she looked at him like he was crazy. He reaches over and kisses her "Sorry, I have to go to the men's room, see you in there in a few." Dave jumps out of the car and sprints into the building. He quickly spots the single bathroom in the lobby, rushes in past an old man that was on a walker. "Sorry Pops you gotta move faster than that to beat me." He says smirking as he looks in the mirror. He knows it's wrong but he can't help it right now. Taking out his pain killers he crushes 3 and snorts them which amounted to 1,500mg. He feels the warmth and then takes his flask of Jim Bean clinks it to mirror and says "Everybody's Party pal." and downs the entire thing. Washing his hands and brushing his teeth Dave rubs balm under his nose and walks calmly if not sedately out of the restroom.

"You okay now?" Sophie asks with a sardonic grin on her face, as she walks in front of him towards information

"Yeah I'm sorry babe I just had"

"Oh, please spare me, what you had to do in the bathroom and no numbers either." Sophie laughs

Dave laughs too long and too hard he stops and says giggling "You sure, I can be pretty creative" she makes a face turning green "Okay, I'll stop, I've never seen you turn green before." he clears his throat and says "Number" Sophie cover her ears.

Bobby sits in the Emergency waiting room. About an hour later the woman he'd identified as Sophie Elaine Ivey the only official offspring from Chase's union with Sophia now stood in the waiting room with Dave Batista a WWE superstar. Bobby gets up. The girl really looked nothing like Sophia that was a plus in his book.

She was the same height, but thinner and her coloring was more along Chase's lighter Carmel completion, her shoulder length hair was a brown with a hint of red. When she turns and looks him in the eye, her eyes were what made her Chase's daughter. A light brown bordering on hazel but not quite hazel, and they were staring right through him. Chase could stop a conversation in a room full of people with a look, and this woman seemed to have inherited that very trait. She didn't appear mean but she didn't look approachable either. Speak Bobby he thinks to himself. Bobby walks over and puts out his hand. Dave steps in his path and tells him no autographs. "I'm not here for you or her name on a piece of paper. I would like to speak to her if that is alright."

Sophie steps around Dave when she hears the voice from the message. "You're the one that has my father's phone." Sophie holds out her hand. "It's not a gift its company property, hand it over." He gives her the phone. As they sized each other up. He was tall with a medium build, and she would bet he was of Native American decent by his strong features, light bronze coloring, and long inky black hair. "Now that we have given each other the New York once over, you mind on telling me what is going on?"

"Sophie Ivey my name is Bobby, Chase was over my house. He asked me to come pick him up from your residence last night I did so."

"You're his FBI friend" the look on his face was like someone had popped his favorite balloon. It was brief but she'd seen it.

Bobby clears his throat and shakes off the hurt that he would be a secret forever. Chase had called him a friend well that was better than nothing. "Um yeah whatever, anyway I told him some information I shouldn't have and he collapsed in my home. So far I got no word on his condition. I do have a question when he was at you home did he display any odd behavior or a twitching?"

Last night her father had gone from sane to asshole in under a 1 minute. "I'm sure he's told you that he went bat shit on my sister, I really didn't notice any twitching."

"He felt bad about putting his hands on your sister and wanted to make sure she had returned to your residence safely. He tried to call you and your little app blocked him." Bobby says defensiveness lighting his tone.

"Yes, but it didn't block you. Don't me get wrong, I would rather know, than not. As for him feeling…"

The doctor comes over to Bobby "Agent Ivey?" Robert nods his head. My name is Dr. Lucas Sheldon, Hi Sophie," Sophie glares at Bobby and nods as well, she then turns her attention back on Lucas her family's regular doctor. "Well, since both of you are here, Chase had what amounts to a panic attack, that mixed with the strong sedatives he was on is what caused him, to stop breathing. He's awake now if you want to go back and see him Agent Ivey, you can he's in room E34." Bobby thanks him and walks towards the back.

Lucas Sheldon was not only the Ivey's doctor he was a longtime family friend. "Um Sophie, can I speak to you for a minute in my office there is something I want to share with you?"

"Yeah, I got a few questions for you, as luck would have it. Like, who the hell is that guy?"

They enter his office he motions for her to have a seat after he walks behind his massive gold trimmed polished to a shine maple desk. He turns on his computer and sighs "To answer your question I don't know why Chase would not tell you, but 36 years ago when my father was your family doctor. Chase brought a little boy in that had some bad shit happen to him. Chase adopted him and wanted him put on the family plan, and to my knowledge Chase and your grandmother Nana Barnet Ivey raised him after Chase's father Chase Sr. died. So in short that's Angel and your adopted brother."

"Benefactor X so that's why he looked like I kicked his favorite puppy." She mumbles to herself. "Dad called him his FBI friend. So since you're talking is Barnet still alive? I never met my dad's side of the family." Sophie notes the moment he tenses, he had a horrible poker face. "What is it Luke?"

No one had called him Luke in over 10 years. He'd grown up with the Ivey girls. Sophie would be about 25 now Angel was his age. A quick flash of memory invades his mind of him chasing Angela and Sophie around his father's office while their fathers talked golf and round their house before they moved into Ivey Mansion. He tries to remove the sarcasm from his tone and notices when it fails, when she regards him coolly. "Please don't hold this against her. Nana Barnet could not stand your mother. Sophia while pregnant with you slapped Nana at Angel's graduation from kindergarten Chase was out of town, and Nana slapped her ass back with a lawsuit and a restraining order. I think you would have enjoyed knowing her, but unfortunately, Nana Barnet Ivey was found dead in her home which is now referred to as Ivey Mansion, about 8 years after you were born, and it was never solved."

Sophie sits back in her chair "we moved into Ivey Mansion when I was 9." Dr. Sheldon looks uncomfortable which was worst, than his angry stare off into space when he spoke of her grandmother. "Luke, don't tell me there's more?"

He focuses on her again, and then purposefully looks anywhere else. "Sophia is a socialite in this city and I'm not trying to end my career, I just thought you deserved to know."

"No problem and thanks, is that what you wanted to tell me?" Sophie gets to her feet.

Luke bites his lip. "No that was my answer to your question and some." Sophie sits back down "Um Sophie, Officially I'm not passing judgment on Grandville Memorial. That was your choice, As Chase's Medical liaison. "

Sophie was getting irritated she sits up in her seat and levels him with the Ivey glare. "Look Luke, Stop trying to cover your ass and tell me what's wrong. I had nothing to do with Chase going to Grandville Memorial I was being questioned by the cops when he was sent to the hospital then I was blocked. That was my mother's brainchild."

He sighs and relaxes rubbing his hand across his face. With a raised eyebrow and a smile that doesn't reach his eyes he says. "It now makes sense. Okay Sophie they gave Chase a large dose of sedative and mixed it with anti-depression medication." Luke leans forward looks her in the eye he wanted to be very clear he stresses each word. "Chase is NOT a depression client never has been. Or I would have listed it his chart." He sits back "So your mother must have signed for him to be put on anti-depressants when she took over his treatment. What I want to know is how the…? Luke bits his lip until the pain penetrates his anger. "I'm sorry how the heck can a man that is unconscious be depressed? He wasn't on anti-depressants before his vacation, so in a week with no prior history he's put on some of the strongest mood alteration meds in America to date. That medication is usually prescribed to in-house patients that live in a controlled environment. That drug along with the way too large dose of a pain med, that he is allergic to, is the reason Chase's emotion and anxiety levels skyrocketed and caused him to be paranoid enough to stop his breathing and his heart twice on his way here."

Sophie swallows hard, and asks "So in short the drugs are what made him, stop breathing?" she refused to say the part about his heart stopping as she hugs herself.

"Yes, I had to give him a something to flush the pain med out of his system so he may not like me very much right now. As for the Anti – depressant I Can't just stop it but I have reduced it and since I don't intend one releasing him very soon I can monitor his progress, until I can stop it. I'm saying this again Chase is NOT a depression client. I need Chase's release papers or a copy of them at the very least. I tried to get them through the proper channels and I've been blocked, which is insane because, I am his doctor of record Chase has been in this network for longer than you and I've been alive combined. I need to know all they gave him I'm working off of what was in his blood stream."

"We might be in luck" Sophie looks in her purse and the folder from the other hospital was still in it, she had not taken it out yet. She hands it over. Luke scans it and thanks her. "Just get him well that'll be thanks enough for me. Can I go see him now?"

"Yes, I'm going to change his room in a little while, go on in visit and then when we move him, I can tell you where, when you return tomorrow."

Anger touches Sophie's stern tone. "I'm not leaving him along in a hospital again; this is the second time he's been hospitalized in less than 10 days. I am not leaving anything up to chance or assumption Sophia - Springer – McBride - Ivey is blocked, No phone access, no nothing."

Luke puts his hands in his short black hair and pulls, his nerves are on edge. "I. I'll have it put in his file that Sophia is not allowed access to Chase. The thing is she can close us down …"

"Don't worry about her. You're looking at Ivey Enterprises right now until my dad gets better. Just concern yourself with getting my father out of here well." Sophie walks out of the office. Dave walks towards her and asks her if she's ready to go yet. "I'm going to be here for a while you can go back to the house."

"What happened to your dad?" Dave saw something cross Sophie's face she then balls her hands into fists at her sides, and that is when her business-like demeanor returned as she told him what happened. "I have to go back to D.C. I know this is the worst possible time for me to tell you this, but I was going to tell you last night."

Sophie is now pissed off she tries for a neutral tone, and puts out her hand to shake his. He is leaving her. He was never yours her mind teases. "Ya think, well, it's been fun Caveman. Have a nice life…" she is totally thrown off when he grabs her and kisses her on the mouth bending her backwards.

Dave brings her back up breathing heavy as he says in her ear "Sophie, it's not like that. I have to go back for a personal reason before I fuck up my career for good." She meets his eyes with question in hers. She deserved to know but he didn't want to admit what he'd discovered especially standing in this place. He asks her to walk outside with him. As they sit on the Iron bench out in the bright sun Dave puts his sunglasses on. He holds his hands in his lap. "I am becoming addicted to pain meds and I've been drinking with them. I've had this problem before and I can't afford to go that low again. Last time I almost ran over fan, a kid. I wasn't in WWE yet, if I mess up there, I'm done." He looks over at her. She has her shock and awe look on her face. "Say something." Dave whispers as he takes off the sunglasses and spins them by the tip.

Sophie notices the spinning and puts her hand over his to stop it before he hits some unsuspecting passerby when they break. "So is Vince sending you to a clinic or something?"

"I can't let Vince find out, there's a place that keeps everything very discreet. I have to catch a commercial flight this afternoon. If I don't report there by tomorrow, they will discreetly send someone for my ass. I may not be able to call you right away but please know I will call you soon."

Sophie tightens her grip on his then release him as she stares out ahead of her. A question was burning her lips if she didn't ask she would not have to know, but a darker recess of her mind wanted to know. "Did you start this after being shot in D.C.?"

Dave caught on to what she was asking. "No" Dave watches relief wash over her features then question and something darker clouds her eyes as she asked how long and why? He bits his lip and then speaks "About a month ago, I almost over slept and missed a show, so I started taking some left over pain med I had from a previous injury because it keeps me awake, and then within a few hours if I don't take anymore I fall on my face. I know it's stupid, but I'm everybody's drinking buddy, Fans, Friends whoever's partying. A few nights ago was it, I went to Paula's bar and had a few drinks before picking you up from the BookCafe. On the way home when your phone rang it woke me up. That's when I called the place after you went to bed. Then tonight I couldn't stay awake and about crashed at least 4 times."

Sophie's head pops up and before she knows it she slaps him hard. He stands up getting in her face. She stands as well. "Look, I have nothing to do with how you choose to live your life, but I was in that fucking car both times, Were you high when you were flying us home after Braden kidnapped my father?" he nods his head yes a chills run through her "over 1,000 feet in the air and I'm up there with a guy that could have fallen asleep. I even asked you did you want me to drive last night." Sophie imitates his laid back tone "nah I got it, babe" she then turns away from him hugging herself, as she walks away needing distance. This day was filled to the brim with fucked-up-ness.

She'd hurt his feelings, he'd admitted something that was life changing, and she'd just slapped him and made fun of him. Something told him not to say anything else, but his darker side wins. As he grabs her and spins her back around holding her arms to her sides so she can't hit him again "How fucking dare you, stand here and make fun and judge me. Well, I'm sorry my world isn't as secure as yours. I knew I shouldn't have told you. When your dad dies you'll own a town, when mine dies. I'll own a mortgage and a Chevy that my dad refuses to get rid of, if I don't get this under control." For a moment he regrets his words with the look that crosses her face and then it happened, she tries to knee him he moves out of the way, and pushes her away from him.

Sophie stumbles but catches herself. She shouts "You could have killed us flying here form D.C. or last night or tonight for that matter. But thanks for telling me what you think of me." He steps towards her reaching for her shirt "Don't fucking touch me. Dave you have soo overestimated your fucking importance in my life. I have hundreds of problems right now and a Caveman isn't one of them." Sophie sneers as she punches him in the fold of his arm numbing it out by hitting a pressure point, when he grabs for her again. Sophie starts backing away from him she had other shit to do.

He smiles his panty melting smile rubbing his arm to get the feeling back and asks "What you're through slumming? I'm not like all your little Polo wearing yes men." Dave lunges forward and grabs her shirt ripping it open, winding his fist through the Egyptian cotton; he pulls her flush against him off her feet, and walks behind the building. He kisses her hard cutting off her scream of surprise and anger.

In her heightened awareness Sophie smells the liquor on his breath and bits his lip, when he pushes her up against the cold marble of the building and lifts her skirt, with one hand still tangled in her shirt. Her fear shuts down and her survival instinct flares to life. She tries to strike his pressure point again but it didn't work this time. She starts trying to punch him in the chest but moving him was like moving a brick wall. "Get yo hyped up ass off of me. You're drunk" she says, as he tries for another kiss, Sophie faces away from Dave and gets kissed in the eye instead. An idea comes to her; she forces herself to relax her body. "You were right Dave,"

He moves his other hand away from her collar and unzips his fly. He pushes her up higher so that now both of his hands are on her ass. "About what part?" he huffs as he tries to push himself into her and misses poking her in the thigh. Getting frustrated he tries again and slams himself into her. The last thing he sees is her tears.

Sophie raises her arms up like she going to put them on his shoulders he jabs her in the thigh. She puts one hand on the back of his neck he closes his eyes. "You aren't like all the others you're" He slams into her, opening his eyes. "Worst" she cries out in pain as she throat punches him. Dave pulls out of her and lets her go. He coughs once and his eyes glaze they clear just as quickly. Sophie backs up and gets into a fighter stance. Dave points at her with his other hand balled into a fist with a crazy smile on his face. He yells "I let you call me fucking names; I thought you liked me, you liked me on the bookshelf. I was okay to fuck with, when we were in your Grandville bubble. I tell you that I have flaws and you slap me in the face, punch me and laugh at me. Who do you think you are princess?" Dave jumps at her, she draws back as if to defend against a strike. "This is pay back plain and simple I'm not gonna hit you, I'm going to fuck you. That was one, let's see if I can get pump two in,"

Sophie shakes her head no. Dave jabbing himself in her hurt more than she would ever admit to him, she now watched his eyes and his center mass, like her dad had taught her. "You're fucking delusional if you believe any of the shit flying form you face right now. Dave you're high right now, and you'll regret it later?"

"I'll teach you about regret." Dave sneers as he lunges for her she takes a swing at the side of his head, he blocks and grabs her wrist squeezing hard, before he can get a good hold on her he is suddenly forced to let her go, when he is taken off of his feet. Sophie stands in shocked horror as Luke tackles Dave.

A mere moment after his meeting with Sophie Lucas heads out in search of his evening meal. He already knew he'd be here past his usual shift his latest fling had fizzled out, so he wasn't in a rush to return to his empty apartment. Walking out of the Center into the Staff-Only parking lot is when he spots Sophie, about 20 yards away from him sitting with Dave Batista. Luke stands in between the door and the interior of his Hummer with his sunglasses pulled low as he tries not to stare. He didn't watch WWE but Dave was on billboards associated with Ivey Publishing for his newest book. All around town there was a massive image of Dave and the WWE logo in the bottom right-hand corner.

Luke winces when he sees Sophie slap Dave hard enough to turn his head. Luke closes his door but does not turn the key as he now watches them through his windshield he didn't want them drawing negative attention to his business. When Dave grabs Sophie Lucas gets back out of the Hummer and starts over towards them. "Hey buddy not out here" Luke says through clench teeth. When Dave rips her shirt and picks her up Luke breaks into a dead run taking his tie off and shoving it in his back pocket. The big asshole was taking Sophie around the side of his Center. When he reaches the corner of the building seeing the throat punch she delivers hearing Dave tell his intention was the last straw. Dr. Lucas Sheldon grabs Dave, slams him to the ground and pounces on him holding him in a headlock. "Sophie Run" he yells at her as she stands there looking shocked. "Run Damnit!" Luke screams to break whatever spell was stopping her from getting away. She seems to be torn then runs into the building. Dave throws Luke off of him. Luke falls backwards on the ground rolls back on his shoulders then springs to a standing position, he then jumps away from a sloppy strike attempt, and frontward roundhouses Dave in the side of the head knocking him to the ground. "Stay down I took an Oath, I don't want to hurt you, but I won't let you hurt her." Luke says breathing hard as he stands ready if the big man got up again he was going to send him back down.

Sophie runs into the Sheldon Medical center. Seeing the ladies room she dashes in and locks the door sliding down the other side sitting on the floor of the ladies room. She couldn't believe Luke had ran out and tried to save her. If she was completely truthful with herself he probably did save her she thinks as she rubs her wrist where Dave had grabbed her. A thought hits her as she gets off the floor. An image of Julius laying on the ground outside of Paula's bar after Dave had beat him up the image now overlays Luke's face over Julius's. This time Dave was going to beat the tar out of Luke and unlike Julius, Luke wouldn't deserve it. She looks in the mirror. She couldn't go to her dad's room looking like this, her shirt was ripped to hell, her skirt was ripped where the zipper had fought and lost against Dave pushing it up. Alarm crosses her face as she looks around on the floor her phone fuck that, where the fuck was her purse? She ties the shirt in a knot it looked crazy but she had to find her purse. She dashes out of the bathroom.

"Why you little Richie Rich looking Polo wearing bitch, you busted my lip, you kick me again and I'll break your leg." Dave says, his words slurring as he gets to his hands and knees. The doc tries another kick Dave leans away from the kick and charges his ass in a spear. He starts punching Luke in the face while pinning him on the ground. "Not so pretty now bitch. Where yo little fancy foot work now huh?" Dave huffs in his face

Gritting his teeth through the pain of being struck, Luke grabs on to the pressure point on the collarbone between the shoulder blade and the neck in seconds Dave passes out. Luke pushes Dave off of him and gets to his feet. "Hey, I didn't kill him." Luke says to no one as he tries to button up his shirt it was toast. He knew he probably looked like shit but he had to find Sophie spotting and grabbing her purse he briskly walks back into his building. As he is walking towards his office hoping that is where he will find Sophie. She runs into him coming from one of the bathrooms. He catches his balance and lifts her purse up. "You dropped this. I'm surprised you didn't just hit him with it. It has to weigh 80 pounds." She says the laptop and other material in her purse would have been broken on Dave's hard ass head. She admits she really didn't have time to think of it. "Come with me, if you walk out of here looking like this, I'm sure you will get publicity but I doubt it's the kind you will enjoy." He takes her hand and pulls her to the elevator that goes closest to his office.

"Are you okay?" they ask each other at the same time. As they stand at the door of the elevator.

"Okay that was creepy, but are you okay" Sophie says as she looks at his swelling busted lip and the bruising under his eye, His dark raven hair all over his head, He looked wild, his button up shirt was half open revealing a toned chest, six pack and a narrow waist that curved into dark slacks that hung in that sexy masculine way. Sophie shakes her head. Her mouth went dry as she looked up at him and meets his eyes. A voice in her head whispers 'it's Him"

"I'm fine' he shrugs "It's more surface, than anything." He reaches over lightly and brushes his thumb across her bruised bottom lip where that Neanderthal had forced himself on her, her make-up was smeared her shirt tied around her large breasts like a tank top. He could tell she worked out she had what he would call a feminine athletic build. "Are you okay?" She looks up into his eyes and he has to remind himself to breath an auditory illusion played in the back of his mind it whispers "She's here" the elevator dings he drops his hand and the spell is broken. "Come on I have something that may fit you in my office." she stops walking telling him that's okay. He turns around and she has a strange look on her face. Her quiet scrutiny makes him replay what he'd just said and how it may sound. "Ah no, it won't be your style, but I have scrubs in my office that have never been opened. I just thought it would look more appropriate, than the tube top, and you would no longer have to hold your skirt closed." He turns away from her to unlock the door to his office. As they enter he crosses over to his filing cabinet and plucks out a navy blue pants and top set with teddy bears on it.

When he'd first told her of clothing in his office she stopped because for some reason the thought of him having women's clothing in his office irrationally made her angry. When he'd explained and walked away she shook her self. "Thanks" She smirks as she takes the plastic covered clothing. He tells her she can change in his restroom. She looks around his office besides the overdone desk his tastes were very similar to hers 'office modern" lots of dark fine woods, on the far wall there were two doors neither one labeled. "Which one"

He points in the direction of his in-suite bathroom. As Sophie walks in and closes the door, he takes a breath. What the hell was that? Keep your head Sheldon. Luke berates himself as he takes the now button-less shirt off and winces, as fast as he'd taken the big man down he'd still gained a straight punch to the ribs but he could tell nothing was broken. He walks to his closet pulls out, none other than a black Polo shirt, thinking of what the asshole had called him he grabs another button down that is short sleeved. He then pulls his tie out of his back pocket and quickly ties it in the closet mirror.

In the large full bathroom Sophie quickly grabs her travel kit out of her purse and takes a quick shower. The hot water cascades down her body as she washes Dave off of her as she focuses on the drain wishing she could wash the memory of his actions and his harsh words just as quick as the water spun down the drain. Dave was her rebound they were each other's distraction or at least she'd thought that. The minute he'd started to make her fall for him he'd lived up to his fucking nick name a non-thinking Neanderthal a Caveman. As Sophie hits the button to stop the water she says to no one in particular. "I'm taking a break from inter-gender socialization it's becoming too painful." She dresses in the scrub outfit and folds her hair on top of her head, Looking in the mirror Sophie notices she's kind of pale she then applies a light dusting of foundation and puts the leather bracelet Angel had left in her office a while ago on covering the bruise on her wrist. She looks though her purse Dave still had her keys. She hadn't purchased the auto stop package so she couldn't dial in and shut the car down. She sighs just great he had her car. She likes that car. Sophie gathers her stuff and walks out of the bathroom. She is brought up short as Luke stands in his closet mirror applying something to his facial bruising. He'd changed shirts and combed his hair back so he could apply something to the bruise on his forehead it had been covered by his bangs. With his hair out of his face he almost looked like he did in his graduation photo. "Hey, Luke thanks" Sophie says he jumps at her voice and pokes himself in the eye swearing and rushing past her washing the ointment out of his eye.

He soon returns holding a cloth to his now red eye. "You're welcome. I'm going out to grab a bite did you need something while I'm out. I'll warn you now before you answer, though I grew up in Grandville South I eat meat, so if it a watercress sandwich with no bun is what you are after I can't help you."

"I don't care what side of Grandville you're from its all still Texas and I want red meat between two pieces of bread of some kind." Sophie says laughing at his view on the latest fad sweeping across most of Grandville South.

An hour after hanging up with Joshua, Angel lays in her bed with her covers over her head. She'd stopped shivering, and now the events of the day had passed and sleep finally claims her. Angel walks backstage, and is grabbed from behind, she tries to do the break and run away move but the person holds her tightly and moves with her. She screams "you can't hurt me, you're dead." Braden spins her around and chokes her as he did in the hotel room she looks up into his hateful glare, the scene shifts, and she sees the same image as before she's standing over herself watching as he drops a rose on her motionless body on the floor in their New York home. Angel screams in her dream and out in her room "No NO NO, You're DEAD Leave me alone It's not REAL" the scene shifts she looks up at Braden standing over her she can't move she is helpless her whole body feels heavy, she can't move. He's staring at her she tries to speak but words won't come anymore. Tears spring to her eyes. Braden's image fades as she hears her father's frantic voice.

Upon arriving Jonathon is told by Paula that Angel has not come out of her room since this afternoon. He'd asked why that was a big affair, and Paula had told him that he'd have to ask her. He walks into Angel's room she lays face up eyes wide open crying. He'd thought she was awake. Before he speaks her name, she starts screaming and waving her arms in the air like she was fighting someone. When she screamed that someone was dead he'd rushed to the bed trying to wake her up. She stops flailing but tears still flood from her wide eyes, she lays still as a doll whimpering, "Babe Cailin, Mi Angel, Mi Baby Girl Wake Up. You're having a nightmare it's just a dream. You're safe, your home." Jonathon says franticly, his accent becoming more and more pronounced matching his level of fear. She was cold to the touch and shivering as she closes and opens her eyes suddenly she launches herself into his arms. She held on to him tightly crying into his shirt. He rubs her back, kissing her on the forehead, like when she was a child of 4. "Please don't cry mi Babe Cailin. Paula said, I should ask you why you have been up here alone for most of this day. Was it something in your dream?"

Angel lifts her head from his shoulder. "I'm getting your shirt wet I'm sorry" she says trying to slow her breathing and wipes at his shirt.

His usually rich tenor voice cracks "its a few drops of water, I'll live. Angel wraps her arms back around him. "Now, tell meh, what has you so scared, Mi Angel?"

"Nothing, it's stupid" Angel says feeling foolish as she uncurls her arms from around her father's waist and sits up on her knees on the bed swiping at the remainder of her tears..

Taking a breath and sighing Jonathon stands, reaches over, and pulls up her desk chair, sitting in it so that he is at the foot of her bed. "Anything that scares you so bad has to be something. You scared the fuck out of meh. I thought you were awake then you started thrashing around at first. I think you scared me more, if that's possible, when ya stopped. Ya just stopped moving altogether. If ya had not have been crying, I would've been calling a med team. Was it the same nightmare you told me about online?" She nods and then tells him what happened both in the dream and everything about today from Sophia tricking her to Braden's explosive exit into hell. "That fucking bitch is going to pay. I' m saying this because I love you and I want you safe. I have a 2 bedroom apartment in Dallas, it will be completed in a few days, it will not be anything like this place" he waves his hand around her room "but it has been leased for a 1 year. This has always been true, I'm just a lot closer in distance now, you're always welcome anywhere I live."

He was leaving, he was going 2 hours away to Dallas, the words flew out of her mouth before she could catch them and revises her statement. "SO you're leaving? Who's in Dallas?" Angel says harsher than she wants to.

Jonathon stands and paces the floor. He looks up at the ceiling then sighs and turns back to her. "Angel, it's not who, it's a what. The only who would be you." he points at her. "I have thought about this for many years now. Just being here for this short time realizing the fact that honey, I'm not getting any younger I have grey up here." He says patting the top of his head. "You've grown up into a beautiful woman, and I want to be a physical apart of your life. When I spoke to Chase he said that he's been your only father figure," Angel shakes her head in the negative "I won't lie, it pissed me off at first, but the bugger was right. There is only so much that I can do from Ireland. I don't make snap decisions. I'm, not flaky as Sophia would describe meh. I moved a satellite of my record company over here to the States. I picked Dallas because I didn't want your mother or her husband to interfere with what I was doing. The Company's name is the same as it is in Ireland, LEGNA" he smiles with eyes twinkling as she catches the fact that it is her name backwards. "When I told you why I came you were doubtful and I know why it's a family trait it seems. Call me selfish but I never want to relive those 3 days again of not being able to communicate with you in anyway. I only found out most of what I knew of the situation with you in hospital, because the media which made it worst and Megan wanted information on you. I knew I wanted to stay, but I needed work, I can't just lay around here, number one it would drive me mad, and number 2 contrary to popular belief I enjoy working but I'm not a 9 to fiver. I tried that and quit before the first check was cut." Your mother thought I was a dreamer, a nobody, I don't take orders well and I have always been into music so when I moved back to Ireland I started ALEGNA, but then my partner suggested that I drop the first A because, as she said it Angela sounds great ALEGNA sounds like a medicine for allergy. So LEGNA stuck and has done very well. You thought there was someone else I would come all this way to see. Come here, mi Babe Cailin"

As Angel walks and hugs her father she asks him something that had never occurred to her before now." Not that it matters, am I your only child dad? I mean you call me Babe Cailin which means baby girl. Are there others older?"

Johnathon tilts her chin up and looks into her eyes. His gaze hardens. "No, I married once, and I had one child," the intense look softens as he finishes "I know you are an adult now, but no matter how old you get, you will always be mi Babe Cailin. So how do you feel I know the business is a surprise? I just did not want to tell you too soon and then have it fall through but the building is being built and the temp location had been leased?"

Tears of joy streams down Angel's smiling face, her father was staying in the country. "As far as surprises go this one is completely terrific. I'm so glad you're staying in the States." Her eyes sober quickly what if it doesn't work, her mind teases. "I just don't want you to regret your decision later, so I have to ask what happens to your company in Ireland."

'I have a partner that I trust to run it as I would. I have one more surprise for you. Come with meh." As they enter the den that Davenport said they used to practice in, he watches his daughter's face light up when she sees her friend. "Angel I want you to listen to his song there something missing, I've already signed him and his band."

"That's Great what song did you sing?" Angel asks, Joshua tells her it's an original and that he can play the acoustic version of it. He starts singing and playing, her dad excuses himself. She hugs him and he whispers in her ear that he loves her and kisses her on the forehead. Minutes later Joshua is done singing.

She just stares at him. Joshua wasn't sure about coming he was here now and she'd heard the song he'd wrote. Her unyielding scrutiny was bugging him. "Well?" he says as he sets his guitar down and walks towards her she backs up and rubs her hands on her long black sleeves. He stops at the sofa a good five feet away from her.

Angel didn't want him to leave but she didn't want him touching her right now. She relaxes when he stops walking towards her. "It's okay, I know what my dad was talking about though. "Your Trademark," She bares her teeth at him pointing at her mouth. "That thing you do, it's not really bad but"

"Come on Spill it, your dad said there was something wrong or missing from my sound." He mock pouts at her.

"You grit your teeth, you've done it for forever but it closes you off too quickly. Some people can get away with it but the styles of songs you sing don't require that strained effect you have a great range. The other night when we sung Broken by Seether, you were doing it so hard I swear I thought you were going to crack a tooth." Angel says laughing

"I don't know when I play and sing it just kind of you know. Well, actually you, don't I've heard you play." He smiles as she points at herself. "Okay I'll try not grinding my teeth while playing hopefully that will do it. Now I owe you a drink. I didn't want to risk you and my new drummer Scott getting into it. I saw the video and him go off on you. I'm sorry I just…"

"You wanted numb, no thought, don't think, just do," Angel's inner spirit says as she moves across the floor to him and cuts off his words with a kiss. He puts his arms around her and pulls her closer. Swallowing hard she pulls away and he releases her. He was breathing hard and looked shocked. They'd kissed before. "What, we've kissed before? We've been friends for years" she says looking puzzled up at him.

"Correction, I've kissed you before, that was the first time you ever kissed me." She kisses him again and he almost loses his balance. "That's twice, but who's counting." He says gruffly looking down at her. The spell is broken when clapping is heard. They both jump apart and stare at Dave standing in the doorway.

Dave had drove Sophie's car back to the house, feeling jaded he marches into the house, upon hearing singing he walks in on Angel kissing the guy that Glenn had beat up. "WOW Whore, you move quickly. What about Glenn, all it takes is for this ass to promise you a drink and you ready to jump his bones. What you gonna give him kids for a Big Mac?" Dave sneers at Angel as he enters the room.

Josh moves in front of Angel protectively in the center of the room. "What's your problem man?" Josh says heat in his tone as he feels Angel tense and back away.

Dave points at Angel "Dude, this one and her sister, are elitist they think their fucking better than everybody. This dumb Cat burglar looking bitch is the most dangerous. Dave slurs his words as he tells what Sophie and Mark told him about the hotel situation.

Angel sits down on the couch she'd been backing up against. She looks up as Joshua walks away from her and towards Dave saying he is going to knock Dave's teeth down his throat if he calls her a bitch again. Angel didn't want Joshua getting hurt on account of her. "Stop it, Please Dave; I don't think Sophie is even here. Let's go Joshua it's not worth it. Please." Joshua turns his attention back to her and starts walking back towards her. He reacts to the instant look of fear on her face as she screams for him to watch out as Dave charges at him from behind, Josh turns fast enough to avoid the charge and using Dave's own momentum and a push Dave flies over the couch crashing into the wall.

Upon seeing Dave take flight straight at her Angel runs towards the back of the room. Paula and Janet comes running in the room and are brought up short by the sight after hearing a loud crash.

Paula takes in the scene, Angel is screaming for Dave to stop but she stands rooted to the floor. Dave is getting to his feet walking unsteadily towards Joshua Davenport, a fellow pub owner in town and starts punching at him wildly and talking shit. Dave was drunk just great she thinks to herself. Paula wants Janet out of the room and tells her to go get her dad. Janet runs out of the room. "What the Fuck is going on in here?" Paula yells trying to get Dave's attention. Dave looks up then starts stumbling towards her.

When Dave is a safe distance away Angel runs to Joshua's side as he sits on the side of the couch trying to take a breath since Dave was now away from him. As he holds his ribs most of the punches he was able to deflect but a few had made contact. "Joshua I'm sorry maybe you shouldn't have come." He tells her then she would have been here alone when Dave came. She shutters.

Dave looks back at Angel and the pub owner. "Dave your attention span isn't that short what hell is going on in here? Why are y'all fighting in house?" Paula says

Dave looks at the destruction he has left in his wake. The kid was protecting Angel from him, and had not even tried to take him on, especially after Angel had begged them not to fight. He'd tried to spear the kid from behind into the couch like a bitch. He'd crushed some more pills on the way over here. That doctor had put his ass down quick. Dave was angry at Sophie for laughing at him but the more he thought about it she had a point he did take a chance on her life and his driving her car. He flew from D.C. to Texas higher than a kite.

Dave needed to make this right he walks back across the room towards Angel she looks up and steps behind a now standing Joshua. The fear and anger in her wide-eyed gaze stops him in his tracks. "Well dumb ass you come in here, insult her, tell all her business , beat on her friend and wreck her den is not going to make her more comfortable or less pissed at you ." His brain teases. Dave walks closer, the Davenport kid stays in the way telling him in a level tone to back off. Dave quickly grabs and slings Davenport out of his way to the floor. In two quick large strides he is now standing in front of Angel. She backs up he grabs her wrist. Paula tells him to let her go. Angel pulls against him he jerks her closer. She glares at his hand around her wrist tightly holding her in place. "Hey listen to me Angel I"

"Was just leaving" Mark roars walking into the room from the atrium behind Dave.

Dave lets go of Angel and turns around and looks up at Mark. "Look, Mark we been friends for a few years now, you can't put me out of someone else's house."

Angel runs over to Joshua as he gets to his feet he looks down at Angel. With his hand at her back he guides her towards the door.

When they reach the doorway to the atrium Angel stops walking and turns around, she rubs the spot Dave grabbed her and says "Dave, Sophie may not be too happy with me for this, but get out. I've had more than enough testosterone driven stupidity happen to and around me today."

Josh reaches out and puts his hand over hers stopping her rigorous rubbing, knowing if she keeps doing it she'll create friction giving herself a bruise on top of the one Dave had probably put there by grabbing her. He wondered if she had even known she was doing it.

Dave felt the crash coming he was getting tired he and was trying to fix the situation he turns away from Mark "Look Angel, Sophie is not going to be too happy with me right now either. I was stupid and I think I messed up, when I took her to the hospital." Angel's look of alarm told him that Sophie had not contacted her sister as of yet. "Oh you probably haven't heard. Um Chase passed out at some guy's house and almost died, he is in the hospital. I did not hit Sophie or anything." Dave says as he steps back from the look on Mark's face. "I was just coming back here to get my stuff and leave, here are her car keys" He tosses Sophie's keys at Angel she catches them holding them to her person.

Angel clips Sophie's keys to her the belt loop of her black jeans. She then looks back at Dave. "What did you do? You said you didn't hit her so what did you do Dave? Why do you have my sister's keys?"

Dave was tired of the questions so he describes in detail their conversation, he tells what he did.

Angel cuts him off "You assaulted her in public and you just THINK you messed up. Nope you didn't hit her and I don't blame her for throat punching yo Big Stupid ass you deserved it and a lot more." Dave explains that he got more when the doctor who owns the Sheldon tackled him, and somehow managed to put him to sleep. "Wow, Way to go Luke. So you woke up and came here messing with me."

"Yeah, you would cheer for the good doctor. I didn't touch Sophie until she hit me in the FACE!" Dave yells angrily pointing at his cheek.

Angel wanted nothing but Dave out of her house and she tells him again to leave.

"Yeah, yeah I heard you the first time." Dave slurs as he starts stumbling towards the door Angel backs up Dave put his hands up in a backing off gesture still 10 feet from the door. "Not gonna mess with you, Tell her, I'm sorry. I wasn't gonna hurt her. I was just… mad." Dave says in a sleepy tone, as his world starts to move in and out of focus he almost face plants the entertainment center on the wall leading out of the room on his way Dave grabs on to the shelf to brace himself it rips out of the wall he then tries to push it back into place and knocks off a picture. Swearing Dave stops drops his hands to his sides before he breaks anything else, Mark grabs him by the shirt and assertively guides him out the door. They get to the front door and Dave steps up the first step of the sunken atrium stairs towards the front door misses the step and face plants the front door cracking the heavy glass. Dave goes down so fast Mark just lets him go as to not be taken with him.

Mark has his trademark sardonic grin on his face as he says. "I don't know how fucked up he is but he's gonna feel that shit in the morning."

Angel hugs herself "Right now I don't care as long as he is not here anymore. Present company excluded Big Guy, but wrestlers are not high on my list right now. Can you guys get him out of here before he wakes up and break something else please?" They both nod and Angel walks back into the den she looks at the picture Dave had knocked off of the entertainment enter. She turns the broken frame over in her hands and looks at the smiling faces of her and her mother sitting in the middle of the high-backed couch in this very den. She lays it down and turns to walk back out of the room and walks into Paula.

"How old were you there" Paula softly asks motioning to the picture Angel hands it to her.

Angel shrugs and walks over and bends down to start picking up the pieces of the now busted lamp that could not survive Dave's flight into the wall. "Somewhere near 5 or 6, that was Sophia's professional smile, the one she gives photographers fools you don't she?"

"Nah I know her type. They come in the bar through the Café entrance the more power they have the worst they are, they come in and sit in on the couches upstairs order huge amounts of fancy booze and talk about people. Then when they are done they walk back out of the café front door and smile just like that at the people they spotted coming in to the bar through the front door, that is supposed to be their friends." Paula says as she helps Angel clean up the den.

Two hours later Paula, Janet and Angel are searching the atrium for Angel's cell phone.

The guys come back from dropping Dave off in Grandville North in a bar with no car, Joshua took his cell phone showed it to Mark and it wasn't Dave's he had somehow got ahold of Angel's phone. When Josh asked how Mark knew the black android phone was Angel's Mark puts up a finger and dials Angel's number and You're Gonna Pay starts playing. Joshua ends the call. Ask Mark about the Braden situation and tells him what Dave said. Mark fills in the blanks that Dave either did not hear or was too drunk to remember.

(A/N:(babai cailin which is pronounced ba bi / ca lean in Irish = baby girl) Please Don't Hesitate to Communicate: Any Questions, Comments or anything you wish me to Clarify I will be honored to help you. Please Read and Review if you have any suggestions I would love to hear them. Thanks my band of merry Beta readers, Darker Dayz and a special thanks to Salena for some of the most TotallyTerrific ideas End Note)