Endless Torment
The head thug orders his two colleagues to grab each of McGee's arms and lift him up, there's no fun in kicking a lying dog. He punches McGee' stomach over and over, leaving him dizzy and breathless. The thug looks at the pretty face before him, bleeding profusely, and smiles evilly. He orders his men to turn him and hold him down on the floor.
He grabs the waist band of Tim's sweatpants and drags it down, exposing his buttocks. "Your father said that he always thought you were a queer, so, why not verify it?" The three men laugh. The head thug starts undoing his belt.
McGee moans, still dizzy, but a scream from Sarah wakes him enough to scream again.
"SARAH!" He hears her sobbing, and struggles in vain against the hands holding him down.
Muffed sounds are heard inside the bedroom, and something heavy falls to the floor. Sarah starts screaming hysterically, even more than before. McGee intensifies his struggles against the strong men holding him to the floor.
He closes his eyes, and feels disgust and shame as he feels the pervert touching him, his finger probing inside him, where he has no right to poke at all, in preparation for an even viler invasion.
He feels tears simmering in his eyes. He shouts, struggling against his tormentors, as he feels something touching him there. He starts shaking, and tears of humiliation burn down his face. He can't move and there's something pushing inside him. Someone is shouting, but he barely recognizes his own voice screaming in terror.
The bastard laughs and slaps his buttocks, ordering his colleagues to hold him firm so he won't struggle against the invasion and McGee tenses for the intense pain he knows will come.
Something happens, as the man suddenly collapses, and McGee feels a warm liquid shower on his back. The two men look scared at something behind McGee, yelp of pain and then suddenly silence. They're killed instantly by shots into their foreheads.
He is shaking and screaming, as the man collapses on top of him, pressing him to the floor. He squirms against the dead weight of his torturer. Suddenly it's removed, leaving him vulnerable with his pants down.
"Ah Tim," says a soft voice, and whoever it is raises his pants to its rightful place, giving him the minimum of dignity and starts checking the vitals of the other two thugs.
He still hasn't opened his eyes and he's still shaking. He can hear Sarah's faint cries in the background. Soft hands touch his back and he flinches.
The hands ignore it and grab him by his shoulders, lifting him from the floor, and turning him, so he can be hugged by soft delicate woman's arms.
Still with his eyes closed, he buries his head in the neck of the person hugging him, and he inhales the familiar scent of peaches.
"It's over, Tim," Joy says between tears, "it's over."
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Matt and the metro officer arrive to a scene that reminds them of a slaughter house. There are three dead people on the floor, and right in the middle of it is a shaking light haired man clinging a shell shocked petite brunette. There are two automatic guns by her side, one with a silencer on the floor and the other still in her hand. Several used shells are on the floor around the only two living people inside of the room.
Matt looks around and advances into the house, while the officer starts to call for backup. As soon as the officer sees him entering the house, he tries to stop Matt, who isn't even paying attention to him anymore.
"You can't go in there, this is a crime scene," says the officer, but Matt's eyes are fixed on his sister and Timothy, both crying and hugging each other amidst bleeding corpses.
"Joy?" he softly calls out, but her face is buried in Tim's neck as they both cry. There is no way she will hear him, not in the emotional state she's in. He approaches her slowly, and he's horrified to see the state her clothes are in. The blood of the three thugs pooled on the floor, and her jeans were slowly absorbing the red liquid she was kneeling in. He's afraid to touch her, as one of her hands still holding one of the guns, and she might simply shoot him before realizing who she's pointing it to.
McGee's not fairing any better, as his bruised face is becoming a small collection of purple and black bruises, and his nose seems to have been broken some time during the evening. Somehow he senses Matt approach, and lifts his head from Joy's shoulder, trying to identify who is in the living room with them.
"Matt?" his voice comes out muffed, as the blood from his broken nose is still running down his face. He lifts his hand and points to the bedroom, "Sarah –"
As soon as McGee points to his bedroom, Matt hears someone and runs towards it, to a sight that will haunt his memory and dreams forever.
Sarah is in McGee's bed, naked and covered in blood, and there were three men in the bed with her. Two were fully dressed, and they seemed to have been holding her down as their hands, even in death, were still gripping her arms. The third man was on his knees before the bed, and he had lowered his pants and had been full mast when his head had been blown to the kingdom come.
While the kneeling man's brain was slowly sipping to the bedroom's floor, the two others were almost pristine, save for the tiny bullet holes through the middle of their foreheads.
Sarah is crying, shaking, and staring at the man lacking a huge part of his brain. Matt rushes to her side and silently checks if any blood on her skin is hers, but for some kind of miracle, she appears to be unharmed. Hysterical, but unharmed.
"She shot them, she came by the bathroom door and shot them," Sarah says between sobs, staring at the man bleeding at the floor. Matt takes her face between his hands, and forces her to look at him.
"Sarah, baby, did they hurt you?" He gulps, imagining the nightmares that will plague her and him for many days yet.
"She shot them, point blank, she did," Her voice quivered, as she stared at the results of Joy's wrath.
"SARAH!" shouts Matt, trying to bring her out of her shock.
She jumps, and finally her gaze lands on him, "Matt?"
"Did they hurt you?" He repeats, looking her in the eyes, seeing her shock and terror, but no pain.
"No," says Sarah, after glancing at Matt's face for a full minute, without answering, "she stopped them before they started." She looks down at the man bleeding on the floor, and starts shaking, again, and Matt hugs her naked body against his chest, and takes her out of the bed to the bathroom, away from the corpses in the bedroom and the living room, ignoring his own tears running down his face.
