A/N: I apologize for the long wait. I had been sick and busy with school. And I'm surprised no one got the SVU reference in Chapter 19. Elliot Novak is a play on Elliot Stabler and Casey Novak.

That afternoon, it was nice and quiet. I had stayed home while Throttle went out looking for work. He had no idea that looking for work was going to be hard. He doesn't have much experience, but he's a quick learner.

Throttle decided to stop by the Harley-Davidson shop to see if he could get an application. He had to keep an open mind to working at whatever he could get.

After he arrived at the bike shop, he saw Modo working on a 2016 FLFBS Softail Fat Boy 114. Throttle walked up to it and got a closer look. He whistled at the beauty on 2 wheels.

"Beautiful bike. What's wrong with it, big fella?"

Modo looked up and saw Throttle standing next to the bike. He stood up and wiped his hands off. "Hey bro. What are you doing here?"

"Thought I'd come talk to the manager about getting an application for work and maybe look over the other bikes in the showroom. Been thinking about getting one for Michelle later down the road."

"Other than looking over the bikes that are here, what are you really doing here?"

"Is the manager around? I would like to get an application, if possible."

Modo told Throttle to wait by the bike and he'd go find out.

While he was waiting, he went to look at the bikes that were outside of the shop.
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Last Chance Garage. Charley, Carbine and Silverdawn were all in the back office with the door barricaded shut. Tredz and Stoker had come back. Silverdawn had thought she had seen the last of her soon to be ex-husband, but she was wrong.

Charley had another phone in the office they were all in. She picked up the receiver and called Throttle. She was hoping that he would pick up soon and before Tredz breaks down the door.
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The Harley-Davidson shop. Throttle heard his phone ringing. He pulled it out of his pants pocket and looked to see who was calling him. He noticed that it was Charley. He answered the call.

"Hey Charley-girl."

"Can you and Modo come to the garage and give us hand, please?"

"What's going on over there? Sounds like someone is trying to break the door down."

"That's exactly what's going on over here. Your dad and Stoker are back. Your dad is trying to break my office door down. We have it barricaded but it won't keep him out forever."

Throttle growled low in his throat. He was pissed. "Fuckin' hell. I thought he left for good. Guess not. I'll grab Modo and we'll be there as soon as we can, Charley. Keep that door shut as long as you can."

"I can try, but no guarantee though."

"I understand." Then he hung up. He went looking for Modo to tell him the news.

'Speaking of Modo. Perfect timing.' Throttle thought as he saw Modo and the manager walk out of the office.

"I hate to cut this short and take you from your work, Modo, but Charley needs us at the garage. The girls are having problems."

Modo looked to his boss. "Go ahead, Modo. Take the rest of the day off. You deserve it."

"Thanks, Nick."

"Your friend and I will talk tomorrow about a job here."

Both Modo and Throttle nodded, then got on their bikes and left. They headed for Charley's garage to help out the girls.
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As soon as they pulled up, both Stoker and Tredz turned around and saw Modo and Throttle get off their bikes and walk inside the garage.

Stoker walked up to them and tried to explain why they were back. Throttle wasn't having none of it. He didn't believe a word Stoker said.

"He wasn't suppose to come back at all, Stoker. He had threatened bodily harm to Michelle and the unborn baby. I don't tolerate that at all. Get him out of here. I don't care how, but I want him gone." Throttle pointed to his father to emphasize his point.

Tredz walked towards his son. He looked ready to hit him for rising up against him. Tredz got dangerously close to Throttle's face.

"You don't have a say in this, boy. The only thing you will be doing is saying good-bye to that half breed woman of yours. Its not only the law of our household, but it's the law of Mars. You will abide by the Martian law."

"Go fuck yourself, old man. My last trip to Mars, I told the Martian government that I'm done living by their laws. Earth is my home now and until the day I die. I am considered a U.S. citizen now. I took the test and passed. Modo and Vinnie did too."

Tredz couldn't believe what he heard. "I don't care, you're still leaving that half breed and going back to Mars with me, even if I have to drag your ass back there."

Modo got in between both Throttle and Tredz and told Tredz that Throttle isn't leaving. He even aimed his arm cannon at Tredz to get his point across. Tredz pulled back his right fist and launched it straight into Modo's face, causing him to land across the garage.

Throttle couldn't believe what he just saw. He went to power up his nuke-knuck glove only to remember that he had retired that about a month ago. He knew it was going to hurt when he hits his father without the glove on.

Throttle pulled his right fist back and launched it straight into his father's face and breaking numerous teeth, and numerous bones in his face. Throttle gave him a black eye, as well. All that damage didn't seem to stop Tredz from coming back for more, though. He was determined to make sure that Throttle left Michelle and the unborn baby for good.
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My place. It was nearly 7p and Throttle hadn't come home yet. I was getting worried. I called the garage to see if he was there by chance.

I waited for someone to pick up the phone for about 10 mins. I finally gave up another 5 mins. later. I grabbed the keys to the SUV. I locked up the apartment, then went down to the SUV and got in. I started up the vehicle and headed for the garage to find out what is going on.

I was hoping that Tredz hadn't come back to take Throttle from his family. My blood was starting to boil at the thought of watching him leave his family. I stepped on the gas just then. I practically flew to the garage.
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When I pulled up to the garage, I noticed that it looked like a blood bath inside. I turned off the engine and got out. I shut the door and walked inside to find out what happened. I noticed that Modo's bike was here. 'I thought he was at work until 8p?' I shrugged it off called out to Charley.

She came down from the loft and told me to keep my voice down a bit. "What happened here? Looks like you bathed your garage in blood red paint."

"Pffft, I wish. Modo, Throttle and Tredz got into a big brawl several hours ago."

"I thought Tredz and Stoker left Earth for good? Why did they come back? Please say it had nothing to do with me?"

"Sorry Mike. That's exactly why Tredz was back. He…he forced Throttle to go back to Mars with him and Stoker. He told Throttle that if he didn't go back with him, he was going to kill Modo. Throttle couldn't let that happen. He knew it would make me sad, so he gave in and left with Tredz. I am so sorry, Mike. Tredz allowed Throttle to write a letter for you before they left. I'll go get it."

I couldn't believe what Charley had just told me. I had to sit down on something. I noticed that Throttle's bike was still here. I went and sat down on it. It beeped at me. I patted the tank. I knew how the bike felt. "I know, girl. I miss him, too. Don't worry, though. I'll find a way to get him back here."

Carbine and Silverdawn had come out of the back office to talk to Charley when they saw me sitting on Throttle's bike.

They both saw the look on my face. They walked up to me. Carbine put her hand on my right shoulder. I looked at her with tears in my eyes. She gave me a big hug, as did Silverdawn. It hurt her to see her son go. She also knew that he wouldn't let Modo get killed, either.

Charley had come down from the loft with the letter that Throttle had written for me. She walked over and handed it to me. "Probably best if you read it when you get home, Mike."

I looked at the envelope with my name on it. I wanted to read it right then, but Charley was right. It was best if I read it when I get home.

I patted the tank of the bike again. "Come on, girl. You can follow me home. He would want you to keep an eye on things for me, especially, since I'm on my own…for good." I got off the bike and headed for the SUV. The bike backed out and turned around. It rolled up to the driver's side of the SUV. "Let's go home, girl."
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After I got home, I turned off the engine, grabbed the letter, then headed up to my place. I heard Throttle's bike beep to let me know it was parked. "Thanks girl. Keep me safe, ok?"

It beeped again, then I finished going up to my place.

I unlocked the door, walked in and put the keys on the hook by the door.

I walked over to the sofa and sat down. I proceeded to open the envelope. I pulled out the letter and slowly opened it. I had been dreading this day since he told me about what his father would do.

After I fully opened the letter, I noticed that it was a 2-page letter.

"Dear my sweet Michelle,

By now, I will be on my way to Mars as you read this letter. This was not my choice. It was either watch Modo get killed or go back with my father willingly. I wasn't going to let Modo get killed and have Charley resent me for the rest of my life, so I went willingly.

I hadn't gotten the chance to tell you this, but Modo, Vinnie and I took the test to become U.S. citizens. We all passed. I wanted to tell you, but I had been busy looking for work.

I had no idea that early this morning was going to be the last time I was going to see you. To hold you in my arms.

My father made me give Charley the cell phone back. He doesn't want me having any contact with everyone still there. He made sure my ties with everyone was severed for good. That means no contact in any way. I can't even contact you or my mom.

Please make sure my mom is well taken care of, babe. Our baby is the last of the Thornboy bloodline. He is the extension of both of us. It hurt my mom to see me leave, but she knew why I had to. Please take care of my bike, too.

Always remember that I will always miss you, but I will never forget you. I will always have a picture of you in my wallet. I plan to look at it every chance I get. I'm never going to let my father take this last picture I have of you from me. I put your name on the list for the 2-bedroom downstairs. You're going to need the help, so I had asked my mom to move in with you for 2 reasons. 1. So she's not intruding on Charley and Modo and 2. So you can get the help you need before and after Tony is born.

I had Charley take one last pic of me and had her send it to your cell so you have something to look at every night before you go to bed.

I will try my best to send word on how I'm doing and I hope you try to find a way to get me back there and with you. It hurt me that I couldn't say good-bye to you or even call you to say good-bye.

I will love you with all my heart until the day I die. Even if I did move on, I won't find anyone like you, sweetheart. You are my world and I am yours. Everyone said they would help out with raising Tony.

I love you dearly, Michelle and nothing will change how I feel about you.

Love always,

Your lovable furball, Throttle"