Six months later
NISSA

Nissa hummed to herself as she straightened up the house. Things were as much back to normal as they could be. Jason had been dealt with, his confession of guilt in what had happened to her had gone a long way to restoring her peace of mind. Jeremy had also reluctantly left, returning back home as she had given him an ultimatum. Either he leave her and Mac in peace and she would be amenable to phone calls and the occasional visit with him, or she and Mac would disappear again. The choice had been his.

The knock on the door brought her back to reality, and she moved without hesitation, flinging it open when she saw Mac's father standing there.

"Hey Walt, Mac isn't here right now" she began, her smile faltering a bit when she took in the expression on his face. "What is it? What's wrong?"

"I've waited a long time to finish what I started you little bitch" Walter said, backhanding her across the face before forcing his way into the house, slamming the door behind him.

WALTER

Walter stood back, admiring his handiwork. Nissa was watching him through fearful eyes, her cheeks tear-stained, her arms and legs securely tied to the bedposts so that she lay spread-eagle before him. He had made quick work cutting her clothing from her body with Mac's knife, after all he wanted to admire the scars he had left on her before he finished what he came to do. He laid the knife on the bed, he would be using it on her again.

"I thought fer sure ya remembered what happened to ya that day in the hospital when you saw me pretending to be that security guard. Too bad I didn't get the chance to finish ya off then".

"Why Walter? Why did you do this?"

"Ya were meant to be mine ya stupid whore. I paid a lot of money fer ya! And yet here comes my worthless offspring parading ya around town. I merely took what I was owed" he sneered down at her, "with interest of course".

"But Jason confessed… I don't… I don't understand"

"Jason" Walter spat, "it nearly as worthless as Mac. That dickless wonder couldn't even get it up after I laid you out for him! No, he confessed to my crime because I told him if he didn't I would personally gut his four-year-old sister. It was a perfect plan". He ran his hands up her legs. "I have to admit Carnissa, yer pussy was tighter than I expected considering I know ya've let Mac have you".

"Fuck you" Nissa spat, pulling and twisting against the ropes that held her down. "You won't survive this a second time Walter!"

"No, Carnissa, it will be you that don't survive a second time. A shame really, had ya just come willingly…" he laughed, "no, let's not lie to each other. Had ya come to me when I paid for ya, I'd have killed ya and buried ya in the desert before my cum dried in ya".

Walter leaned down, running his tongue over her side, and up her stomach. "Fear really does make one taste better… perhaps I will take ya one last time. I'd give ya that baby ya want so bad, but ya won't live long enough to see it born.."

Walter reached for his belt, pausing only when he heard the bedroom door open.

"Come on now Walter," Jeremy said, resting his hand on the door jam, "We discussed this" without another word, Jeremy raised his gun and fired a single shot, hitting Walter in the chest, the blood spreading too dark, and too quickly to be anything other than a fatal shot. As the old man crumpled to the floor, Nissa let out a sigh of relief.

JEREMY

He had warned Walter to stay away from his sister. Too much time had passed after all. Slowly, he made his way to the bed, stopping only long enough to ensure that Walter was well and truly dead. Picking up the knife Walter had discarded, Jeremy made quick work of cutting through the ropes that held Nissa down.

"Thank you" she had cried, throwing her arms around his neck and hugging him close. "Oh Jere, it was horrible! It was Walter this whole time! He conspired with that asshole Jason, but in the end..."

"... Jason couldn't get his dick hard enough to fuck you. I know," Jeremy said, running his fingers through her hair.

"How?" Nissa asked, pulling back and looking up at him, "How did you know that?"

"Because he was there that night," Matthew said, stepping into the room and raising his own gun, "He's not your brother Nissa. Not really. You don't remember why you ran away when you were sixteen do you?"

"My parents were getting a divorce.." Nissa began, tilting her head suddenly as she looked at Jeremy and Matthew. "No wait… mom was"
"Dead," Matthew said conversationally from the doorway. "Your mother died when you were a child, and yet you looked so much like her it drove your father insane. I'd been working in Violent Crimes, and I'd had your brother on my radar for awhile. We just couldn't figure out how he was doing it…"

Matthew smiled apologetically at Nissa, "I'm so very sorry I couldn't help you before"

"You know nothing!" Jeremy hissed, casting a disgusted glance at Nissa. "That little whore was never right".

"You sold her to Walter. Delivery upon her sixteenth birthday. But she outsmarted you didn't she? She took off before you could deliver her. You're a right piece of work Jeremy Daniels. Casting accusations at my brother when he did nothing but treat your sister the way you would have had her treated at Walter's hands. The only difference? Mac hurt her because he's a sadist. He needs to hurt her to show his love for her. Walter? Would have hurt her because it's fun. And then he would have killed her".

"And I still would have had the money. What good does she do me as is?" Jeremy asked, glaring now at Nissa. "I was lucky enough you ended up here and Walter paid me anything for a chance to fuck you. Knowing you let our brother fuck you".

NISSA

Nissa couldn't stop the tears flowing from her eyes. Her entire had been a life. Her brother had not protected her. In fact, had only searched for her in order to still try and deliver her to Walter.

His parting words however were like a knife to her heart.

"Our brother? Jeremy you don't mean to say Mac is our brother?"

"And Walter is our father" Jeremy replied, obviously delighting in the look of horror and revulsion on his sister's face. "That's right. That child Walter so helpfully rid you of was sired by your own brother. I always knew you were a dirty cunt, but Nissa, you willingly outdid yourself".

"But that is where you are wrong," Matthew said, smirking a bit as he stepped farther into the room. "Walter sired you, Jeremy. Just as he sired myself and Mac. Three different women, our mothers Jeremy, at nearly the same time. Nissa's mother, however? Was your mother's sister. When she died in childbirth and her father couldn't deal, she was handed over to your mother and step-father as next of kin. You hated me because I kept her from you, well I hate you for what you would have done to her".

MAC

There had been something nagging Mac all day, but he couldn't put his finger on it. He returned home earlier than he usually would, the voices coming from his bedroom

Mac pushed Matthew out of the way, just as Jeremy lunged forward, the muzzle of his gun flashing with the round he fired.

Everything happened in slow motion.

Nissa stared down in horror at what she had done. The man she had called her brother for her entire life was slumped in front of her, the knife she had plunged into him still sticking out of his back. She had killed him, that much was certain. And yet she felt nothing. She felt nothing even as she yanked the blade back, thrusting it again and again into his body. It was only when Matt rested his hand on hers, promising it was over did she stop. She knew in that moment that she was safe, that he would take care of it did she relinquish her hold on it.

When a pair of strong arms encircled her, she fought against them. Until she slumped against them. The enormity of the situation draining the last of the fight from her body.

Jeremy had been the reason she had run away yes, but had she not figured out his intent back then would she have met Mac? She lifted her head, her tears drying up as she met his gaze.

"Apparently you were right Mac. I was always meant to be yours".

Mac pulled her towards him, "I told ya the day we married Nissa girl. Yer mine. Always".