Lines Crossed

Ray had just finished cleaning the kitchen from dinner. A smile slid on her face at how long it had been since she had a positive male role model around. Zack by no means was a positive one but he certainly wasn't the worse. She decided that she may as well call Sam to inform her about Gray-papa wanting to meet and be there for the life changing event. Ray picked up her phone to dial Sam. It rang and rang before the voicemail picked it up. That was weird. She did it again. And as before, the voicemail picked it up. Maybe she was doing something. Ray frowned. Sam always answered no matter what she was doing. There was that time Sam was in Russia handling something and she answered mid fight. Something was wrong. She dialed the number again only for the voicemail to pick it up. Taking the phone from her ear, she tried to think about what she could be doing but nothing popped up. Something was wrong. Her gut told her it was wrong. She hissed in irritation.

"Fuck is wrong with you?" Zack asked coming into the kitchen to get something to drink.

"Sam's in trouble. I can feel it."

Zack cocked his head to the side. "She's fine Ray. That bitch wouldn't let anything happen to her."

Ray shook her head. "My gut says something is wrong."

He sighed. "We can go to her house and check if that will make you shut up about it."

She nodded. "Okay, I'll go tell Gray-papa we're leaving."

"Fucking stop calling that bastard that!" he groaned at her retreating form.

He walked over to get his car keys from the place he put them. Nothing had happened to Sam, right? She was okay… right? He gritted his teeth at the feeling of an impending doom. Ray was right, something was wrong. Picking up his scythe, he walked out to the car to start it. Just as the engine roared, Ray and Gray exited the house. Ray got in the front while Gray got to the back. Zack pulled out of the drive way and onto the street not waiting for either of them to put on their seatbelts because like seriously fuck seatbelts. He raced to her house. Sam was fine right? Nothing had happened to her… right? If it was Roman, then that asshole was going to be sliced from his asshole to his mouth. Angry thoughts filled his head. They buzzed around at the idea of her being hurt. She was the only woman besides Ray that he would allow to get close to him. The thought of her hurt had his monster in a confused screaming mess. When they finally pulled up to her house, he didn't give Gray nor Ray the time to marvel at it. Tapping in the code she had given him from his previous visit, he walked into the house to see it a mess. Ray covered her mouth at the destruction and bodies everywhere. Broken glass littered the floor as the trio walked into the silent house.

"Sam?" Ray called.

There was no answer.

Zack turned to her. "Let's keep it down in case these bitches are still in here." He whispered.

Gray looked at the men who were sliced from their throats. Their blood coated the walls and floor heavily. The scent of death was everywhere. They hadn't been dead long but long enough for the bodies to be in rigor. He followed the glass to see where it had come from only to frown. Someone had shot through her windows. They knew the weak spot in her windows to do so. His frowned deepened as he noted the puddle of blood but there was no body. He knew this pattern. It was familiar to him in the most chilling of ways. It couldn't have been him… could it have?

Zack took in the bloody footprints that led him up the stairs. They looked about Sam's size. It seemed she was running or trying to run. Her hand prints were smeared on the stairs and wall in an attempt to catch herself probably. Walking up the stairs with his scythe in hand, he made sure to make no noise. Ray was behind him pulling out a gun removing the safety. There was a muffled scream as they neared a room. Laughter came after as muffled talking followed suit. Zack looked at Ray and nodded. She nodded back as he kicked the door down. Both their eyes widened at the scene.

There, Sam was gagged and tied up on her knees on the floor. She was bare and bleeding profusely everywhere on her body. But that wasn't what stopped them. In her chest sat a small pipe along with a carving, Zack's name. It was bleeding like a major artery had been cut. But that also wasn't what stopped them. It was who was holding the knife. Danny was. And who was with Danny? Roman. And Roman was inside of her from the back while Danny held a knife to her throat. His movements didn't stop as he made eye contact with them.

"Isaac, we meet again." Danny slithered.

"What the fuck are you doing to her?!" Zack roared taking a step into the room.

Danny put his hand on the pipe in her chest. He slightly pushed it a little deeper causing her to whimper into the gag. "I wouldn't do that Isaac. A few more inches and her heart is going to collapse on itself."

Ray grabbed onto Zack's sleeve to stop him.

"How did you get in here?" Zack seethed.

"It was hard. She is not easy to take down. I'm quite sure she was shot a couple of times. But Roman here wanted revenge for something or another. I just wanted to hurt you." Danny shrugged with an amused chuckle. "But I think I found eyes that are just as interesting as Rachel's." His fingers held up Sam's now hazel eye. "Did you know that her eyes change color with her emotion? And even though this eye is out of her socket, it still changes."

Ray looked at Roman. "Why are you doing this?" Roman didn't seem like the type of guy to do such a thing and to Sam no less.

Roman didn't acknowledge her as he let her go of her hair for her to fall onto her face with a loud thud. The pipe shifted to the side making a wet noise in the room. The view for them to see him slam into her was horrifying. There was no consideration that he may have been tearing her apart literally. Zack had to turn away to keep his emotions in check. No one should ever see their mother figure in that position. The smell of her blood was calling to him, calling him to avenge her. The monster in his skin inhaled and cried. He couldn't lose two mothers in the same lifespan. The first bitch be damned but this one? He hoped to God, not this one.

"No, look at her Zack." Roman spoke up in Japanese. "Look at how helpless she is in my grasp. Just look." He started to laugh. "She was going to kill me over you."

"What is this about?" Ray asked again getting annoyed by being ignored. Her concern grew as she watched a puddle of blood form on the floor under her. "Why are you doing this?'

"Rachel, this is for Zack's wellbeing. He already has a mom. We were just helping him to see that his one true mom is the only mom for him." Danny cackled grabbing a fist full of her hair to make them see her face. "That and she threatened to end Roman's business for him setting up Isaac to be killed."

Sam's eye opened slightly. It was hard to the excessive amounts of blood flowing into her eye but she managed. It focused on those two in front of her staring at her in horror. She looked at them weakly before nodding. It was fine. Everything was fine. Even if it wasn't, and obviously it wasn't. Her eye stared at Zack's form for a moment trying to dissect his emotion but she was too tired for that. Looking at Ray, she blinked twice in a message. Ray clutched her fist in response. She nodded to her again.

Danny laughed softly holding the eye up to the light. "I'd be more than willing to make a fair trade for someone else's eyes." His lips touched it sweetly.

"Daniel," Gray spoke up seemingly appearing from nowhere in the hallway.

Danny paused.

Roman paused in confusion.

Sam took that opportunity to turn over quickly and kick Roman in the jaw with both her feet to stun him long enough for her to move. Ray let it follow with some shots to the head causing his brain matter to splatter. Sam laid there wheezing for air as she turned to see who the man was that popped up in her house. He walked into the room slowly, those white eyes of his staring at her with something she couldn't quite compute as her brain started to get cloudy. His footsteps seemed to be with a purpose. Putting himself in between her and that weird guy that took her eye, she took in his older form before exhaustion won out.

Ray raced into the room to check and see if she was okay. Her hands were quick to cover the socket with pressure. She had never seen Sam look worse for wear but she was just glad she was alive… for now. Her eyes moved over the bleeding letters in her chest solemnly. What had they done for this to happen? Her hands gently pulled the gag out of her mouth only for her to cough softly. Blood made its way up out of her throat as her eye opened again.

"Sam?"

"Ray-Ray," she answered softly.

"Don't worry; I'm going to fix you up." Ray nodded full of determination.

Sam looked at the hint of tears that started to pool in her blue eyes. "Ray-Ray," her voice was raspy. "I want you to know… I saw you as my kid too." Her eye closed once more.

Ray's eyes widened as she left to find something to help her along. Her bag! It was in the car. She had prepared it just in case something minor had happened. She raced to the car. Her gut had been right. Something was wrong, very wrong. How did Roman and Danny get in her house like this? Where were her guards? She opened the door to pull out the bag. Opening it, she nodded at the contents before going back inside. She had to have a better medical grade kit around here. Her steps were fast in stepping over the corpses to find the medical kit.

"Daniel, what have you done to this poor woman?" Gray asked as he watched Ray run out of the room.

"Poor woman? That woman nearly took us both out!" Danny yelled in annoyance.

"You did break into her house. I would assume she would try and take you out." He sighed, placing his hands behind his back. "What did she do to you for you to launch such an attack on her?"

"She did nothing to me personally. I was out at a bar and overheard this guy going on about Zack and Rachel. He said that the woman he was sleeping with knew them personally and even threatened to kill him over them."

"And you interjected yourself into the plan? Honestly, Daniel, this is ridiculous."

"Why are you even here, Gray-sama?"

"That's not important. What is important is what you have done to this woman and to the two of them. What is your obsession with Rachel, Daniel?"

"That idiot over there doesn't deserve her! She should be in love with me!"

Zack was annoyed, beyond annoyed. He who had been standing in the doorway just staring finally moved. He hadn't even been really listening to the conversation at hand. No, his attention was on the woman lying in the middle of the floor almost wheezing for air. Slowly as if he was coming out of a trance, he made his way over to her bleeding form. Her chest rose and fell shallowly. Bending down on one knee, he picked her torso up. Reaching behind her back, he let his scythe cut the ties from her wrist. Her arms dropped down onto the floor heavily. His eyes scanned the socket to see how deep the damage was. It looked like he had dug something round in there to scoop it out. His eyes moved down to the bleeding letters on her chest. His name. Reading had never been his strong suit but he knew that this was his name. And it would forever be in her skin. He sat her up to see if that tattoo was there. And sure enough, it had remained there with a bite mark going through it. It had to have been that bastard, Roman. He cursed him for everything he had done to her. Her eye opened slowly at the movement. She smiled softly at him as her hand came up to his face. A chocking noise escaped her as she turned her head to let the blood splatter on the floor. He brought her closer to his body tightly but his grip was soft.

"You fucking eye stealing bastard." He growled holding Sam as close as he could to himself. She was tucked under his neck slightly.

Gray looked over his shoulder at the scene. His eyes widened as he watched the boy hold that woman like she was his lifeline. "Isaac?"

Ray came crashing into the room with a kit and her bag. She paused at the sight of Zack holding Sam tightly in his arm. Her breathing was still shallow. "Zack?"

Zack leaned his chin onto her forehead as he glared at Danny. "This time, I'll surely fucking kill you." He growled.

Sam wheezed at his grip.

"Zack, I have to patch her up." Ray spoke calmly.

Zack gently placed her down as he stood up with his scythe in hand. Walking over to Danny, he handed Gray his scythe. "I'll kill you with my own two hands this time."

"Go ahead and try." Danny cheesed.

The two circled one another. Danny charged at Zack with his fist in brass knuckles that he kept in his white coat. Zack grabbed his hands in a crushing grip as the two glared at each other.

"I am going to kill you, Isaac. You will fall by the hands of me," Danny hissed at him. "You may have Rachel's love now but eventually mine will win out. We will be together forever. It's too bad that that poor woman had to be used a sacrifice but you didn't care about her anyway. No matter what we did to her, she wouldn't break. She gave me her eye willingly for Rachel to keep hers."

Zack growled before pulling an arm loose only to cock back and punch Danny hard in the face. Danny flew away from Zack roughly. He stood up angrily while they both glared at each other. Arms and legs clashed in multiple punches and kicks. Blows were matched perfectly, fist to fist. It seemed Danny could keep up with him in their dance. But Zack had soon begun to grow tired of it. Zack made him pay for the comment about how he had done both Rachel and his mom. With every missed punch Danny said something about Ray or Sam. It was enough for him to finally snap. The two stood away from one another in a slight pant. Zack rolled his neck while wiping some blood away from his lip before smirking.

Danny wiped his nose in a glare. "What is funny?"

Zack didn't respond. He just kind of stood there for a moment seemingly debating something. His eyes sparkled like they always did whenever he was about to kill anyone. But there was something different about this time. Gray's eyes widened as he saw that for the first time, Zack was fully conscious of what he was about to do. He turned to the woman on the floor in awe. Whatever she had done for him to significantly do battle on her end must have been earned; for Zack was selfish. And fighting for others was not something he did. But he had battled Eddie, Cathy, and with himself in a sort of way for Rachel. And now it seemed that Zack had come further than he had originally thought.

"Gray-papa, can you help me here?" Ray asked as she finished with her eye socket.

Gray nodded before moving to get on his knees. Placing his hands on her chest, he watched Ray pull out the small pipe. There was a wet pop when it finally came out. Sam's body jerked up as a groan escaped her loudly. Blood spewed out of her chest. Gray placed his hands onto her chest to stop so much from coming out. He was shocked to feel the woman's hands grab his and move it up slightly. His white eyes looked down at her in surprise. A half opened eye stared at him.

"I need pressure here. Keep it here." Her voice was raspy.

He nodded to her. "Okay, but this will hurt."

"Doesn't fucking matter…" she wheezed. "Who are you by the way?"

"I'm Gray. Isaac's father."

"I'm Sam, his mom." She coughed. "Not the way I thought I be introduced but shit what am I gonna do?"

"Sam? Tell me what do I need to do?" Ray asked trying to make sure her breathing was steady.

"I have a medical team on call…" her breath hitched at the feeling of Gray breaking a rib. "My phone is on the… on the bed."

Ray got up quickly to grab it. She looked for the medical team and called them trying to keep her composure. They assured her that this wasn't as bad as it seemed. She informed them that she was barely breathing and they needed to hurry. They were 15 minutes out from her house. To keep her alive and breathing since her lungs were probably filling up with blood Ray would have to make an incision under her rib and stick a tube into it for her to breathe. Ray quickly dug in the kit for a tube. Her eyes started to water as she listened to the doctor tell her how it was done but at the same time, Sam was choking on her own blood. Making the cut as instructed, she carefully slid the tube in. Sam's breathing returned to normal after a moment or two as the blood exited her body steadily.

"Good job Ray-Ray," Sam panted softly, blood slipping out of the sides of her mouth.

Ray smiled sadly as she wiped her brow.

"When I recover, I'll show you how to fucking perform a surgery." She chuckled lightly.

"Sam," she laughed slightly as she grabbed her hand.

Sam held on tightly as her eye closed.

Zack started to circle the doctor. His ears had picked up on her voice from the floor. She was alive for now. The sounds of her groan had his blood freezing from the fear of losing her. But right now he had to make that doctor pay. This eye stealing fucker had crossed several lines today. He confessed his love to his Ray once again. Had made her cry at what he had done to her friend. Her friend, his mom, lay bleeding from his torture to her body. And not only that, he worked with his boss to try and take him out. The disrespect was real and that was something that couldn't be tolerated.

"You've done some really fucked up things dickhead." Zack chuckled rolling his wrists in anticipation.

"Oh Isaac, what's the big deal?" Danny sighed turning to keep up with Zack.

"You know what the fuck the big deal is," he hissed moving in quickly to punch him hard in the face once more.

Danny recovered slightly after spitting out blood before he charged at Zack. Zack dodged and side stepped him as he moved her body from his hands smoothly. Once he saw an opening, he let his fist connect to Danny's face again. The power of the punch sent him crashing into the ground with an earthshaking noise. Dust filled the air. The sound of Danny's jaw breaking echoed throughout the room. Danny snarled as he tried to pull himself up from the hole in the ground. Blood was spilling from his mouth and nose as his hand came up to his jaw. Danny rose up to fight once more with pain in his head and chest but he would not back down. Hissing at Zack, he charged once more. Zack punched him again and again in the face and in the body to keep him away from himself. But Danny still came charging. Still, Zack continued his onslaught of punches and even delivered a kick to his knee. Danny groaned at the pain but stood up limply. Zack simply grabbed his neck and held him up in the air.

"What's the problem?" Danny asked trying to breathe through Zack's grip. "You don't even care about her."

"I don't have to explain shit to you, you bastard," Zack smirked. "But I will," He slammed him back into the ground causing more dust to come up. "Ray belongs to me. She always has and always will. You don't get to have her for the last fucking time. Your bitch ass tried it in the building and she made it clear she didn't want you. When you showed up at my damn house, I thought you had learned that fucking lesson. Now, you come to the one woman besides Ray house to ever give a damn about me and you do fucking this. That line you crossed will cost you one final time. And this time, I'll rip you to pieces." Zack raised his fist.

Danny could only gasp as Zack's hand entered into his chest. His eyes stared at Zack's face as the life slipped from his body. "Ra-chel," he gurgled.

Zack leaned down to his ear. "And she is my mom asshole," he whispered as he yanked his hand out roughly before laughing maniacally. This time he had to be sure that this dickhead wouldn't pop up to do this ever again. But first, there was something he needed to retrieve.

He dug in his pocket to pull out the now soft blue eye. Placing it in his pocket, he picked up the corpse of the damned doctor only to toss it against the wall. There would be a fire in a moment but right now, he needed to see her. His eyes moved to her still form. Gray was putting pressure on her chest while Ray held her hand. He was about to move toward her when a team of eight people came running up the stairs each with bags of supplies and tubes. A brow rose as they removed Sam from the floor onto the bed in the room. Ray let her hand go as she came and stood beside him. Gray let them replace his hands as he turned to pick up Danny's corpse. He dragged it down the stairs swiftly and through the house and down to the basement. Zack walked over to the head doctor and handed him her eyeball before looking at her once more.

"You better not fucking die... mom." He growled turning to grab Ray out of the room.