For this chapter I have to give a lot of credit for beta reading to my loyal Little nothing 1! Thank you so much sweetheart, couldn't have done it without you this time 3


I stood there in awe. There was just so much I didn't even know where to look first. I was standing next to an old fountain that was covered in candles. I could hear Michael and Star descend behind me and took another step into the vast cave.

David rounded me, his eyes fixed on mine.

"This was the hottest resort in Santa Carla about 85 years ago. Too bad they built it on a fault. In 1906 when the big one hit San Francisco the ground opened up, and this place took a header right into the crack." I flinched when he clapped his hands together at the end of the sentence.

"Yeah, and now it is ours." Marko chirped into my ear and threw an arm around my shoulder, much to Michaels' obvious distaste. Despite that he still had his arm around Star who didn't seem to notice him being focused on me.

"So what do you think of this place?" Davids' eyes still hadn't left mine.

"It is amazing." Pleased with my answer David grinned at me. I watched as the little boy, Laddie, came running from the back of the cave. After Paul whispered something to him he disappeared with a big smile and returned a second later carrying a big boom box.

I watched Paul setting it down on the fountains' edge. He started walking around, giving me a wicked smile while pulling out something that looked like a joint.

"Check it out Mikey!" He shouted while lighting the joint.

I sat down on the edge of the fountain and noticed the other girl shifting uncomfortably.

"Let's just go Michael. I am hungry." David focused his eyes on the gypsy.

"Marko. Food." He grinned at the two in front of him while Marko took off with a firm nod. David held out his hand towards Paul who passed on the joint after another drag.

"That's what I like about this place. You ask and you get. Thank you, Paul." He took a drag as well and then offered it to Michael.

"You want some, hot stuff?" I looked up, only now realizing that Paul was standing right behind me, one foot on either side of my hips. I flushed a deep red when I realized I was eye level with his crotch. He gave me a wicked smile before holding out his hands and pulling me up to stand next to him, one arm casually draped around my waist.

In the meantime somebody had brought the boom box to life and Dwayne was dancing around with Laddie. I smiled when I saw the boy trying to mimic his brothers' violent headbanging.

"Hey. Eyes on me." Paul took my chin in his hand and guided my head back to focus on him.

"I asked if you wanted to smoke one too?" I bit my lip and looked into his eyes.

"I have never done that before." He gave me a wide grin.

"I can always show you. All you need to do is ask real nice." His lips were now mere inches from mine and something inside me screamed for him to just close the distance between us.

"Why don't you leave her alone?" I shrieked when suddenly Michael appeared next to us and yanked me down and away from a surprised Paul.

"Get your hands off me. What is wrong with you?" I struggled to get out of Michaels' embrace, feeling more than uncomfortable about him touching me. I gave him a pissed look and turned around only to land face first against Dwayne's chest.

"You could have just asked, princess." He gave me one of his playful smiles and pulled me to sit on one of the couches next to him and I relaxed into his side. Paul had gone back to fumbling with the boombox and soon 'Fresh Blood' by Alice Cooper was filling the cave.

I jumped up again and started dancing around with Laddie, who looked at me with a happy face when I took his hands. The boys looked at me curious when I started singing along. I didn't know why I did it, I always hated singing in front of others. But I felt so at ease with them, I could even forget Michael was here.

"Fresh blood, a sanguinary feast, is all he's living for, and he craves more and more. Showgirls, businessmen in suits in the midnight rain, if they walk alone are never seen again…" I felt someone lean into me and looked up at Paul who had jumped down and was now dancing pressed up against my back.

"Told you, you need to hear her sing." I smiled at Dwayne and he winked back at me. His brother buried his face in my neck and I giggled as I felt his lips move against my skin.

"He was right. And you know how to move that body of yours." I let out a small cry when he gently bit my neck as the refrain started again.

"Feeding time. Come and get it, boys." I looked up as Marko came back with a Coca Cola crate packed with take-out boxes.

"Chinese. Good choice." David took one box from him and sat down in an old wheelchair. I pulled away from Paul and walked over, knowing I would never be able to catch the box like Paul and Dwayne did. Marko winked at me as he handed me mine.

As I turned back Paul had slumped down in my seat next to Dwayne and grinned at me now. I looked around for a place to sit when I felt hands pulling on my hip.

"Looks like you're going to sit with me, sweetheart." David had manoeuvred me over to sit in his lap. I shrugged and opened my box to see that it was fried rice with orange chicken.

"Guests first." David held out another box to Michael who shook his head and was watching me instead, despite Star sitting behind him with her arms around his chest.

"What Michael? You don't like rice? Tell me, how could a billion Chinese people be wrong?" He gave him another smile when he finally took the box of rice. David himself started eating his fried noodles.

I noticed the boys exchanging some looks. And when Paul grinned at me I knew they were up to something.

"How are those maggots, Michael?" His eyes wandered from my bare legs, which David was currently stroking, to the blonde in confusion.

"Maggots, Michael. You're eating maggots. How do they taste?" He shot him an evil grin and his brothers all started laughing. Michael looked down and threw the take-out box away and started coughing out rice.

"What did you do?" I leaned down to whisper in David's ear and he shot me a wicked grin. While Michael was still recovering the man under me put his hand against my face and pulled me down to him.

"I'm going to need your help, sweetheart. Just play along for me." His lips were hot against my pulse and a shudder travelled down my spine as I leaned back up with a slight nod.

"Sorry about that. No hard feelings, huh?" David smiled at the brunette, who had recovered and looked at the spilled rice. The same moment he held out his noodles to Michael, I could feel Dwayne slide in behind me, threading his fingers in my hair, while I was still sitting in David's lap.

"Why don't you try some noodles?" I watched Michael take a look at the food in front of him and then close his eyes in disgust.

"They are worms." He stated.

"What do you mean, worms?" David faked confusion and dug his chopsticks into the box, pulling out some noodles.

Obediently I opened my mouth when David motioned for me to taste them, I didn't see any harm in it since they were just noodles after all.

"Don't eat…" He watched in horror as I swallowed down. I wanted to wipe away something that had stuck to my bottom lip but before I could move Dwayne had already leaned down. He pressed his lips against mine, licking away whatever stuck there in the process. I let out a small moan in both confusion and pleasure.

"They are only noodles, Michael." I could distantly hear the conversation continue, my focus still being on the sensation of Dwayne kissing me.

"That's enough." I reluctantly pulled away from those lips and looked to the side to see Star giving David a disapproving glare.

"Oh, shut up girl." Paul exclaimed, throwing away his emptied take-out box. He lit another joint passing it on to Dwayne, who had slumped back down next to his brother, liking his lips.

David motioned for Marko and whispered something in his ear, to which he smiled and jumped away. I let out a small grunt while eating, when Davids' hand travelled up my thigh, pushing up my skirt further in the process.

I was very well aware that Michael was again staring at me. There was a time I had liked him looking at me like that, but now it made me want to vomit upon feeling his eyes on me. I finished up eating and wanted to get out of Davids' lap.

"And where did you think you were going? You're staying right here where I can see you." He pushed me back down onto his lap a little harder and buried his face in the crook of my neck. Normally I would never let anyone manhandle me like that. Somehow those four bikers had me so obedient to their every will. The worst part was, I liked it, same as I liked what I was feeling right now.

"Be a good girl and keep this seat warm for me." David got up and put me down in his chair upon Markos' return. In his hands he had an old looking and overly decadently decorated bottle. He gave it to his older brother who pulled out the cork with a pop. With closed eyes he swallowed some and looked at Michael.

"Drink some of this, Michael. Be one of us." He held out the bottle to the now sceptical boy.

"Don't! You don't have to do this. It's blood." Star tried to take the bottle from him and I followed the scene skeptically. What game was she playing?

"Yeah sure." Michael snapped at her and drank. The girl quickly retreated, pulling a protesting Laddie with her.

"Can I have some as well?" I looked at David but to my surprise it was Marko who answered.

"Maybe some other time, babe. That wine is kind of strong." He gave my cheek a quick kiss and took my now empty take-out box from me. I nodded and watched as Paul and Marko started fooling around again and Dwayne was having another drag from the joint.

Out of the corner of my eye I could see Michael taking another big sip from this mysterious bottle. Next thing I know he has closed the distance between us and grabs my chin.

Before any of the boys or I can react he violently pressed his lips against mine. I let out a shocked gasp and the second my lips part he shoves his tongue along with the wine into my mouth. I struggle against his grip, try to push him away. The only way out I see is biting down on his tongue.

He jerks back and I try to breath. I try to spit out the fluid, of course swallowing a good amount of it and I bet I tasted blood. I was still coughing, recovering just in time to see Michael coming back for more, with some blood on his lips.

"Oh, buddy, you didn't just go there…" Paul had pushed between us and now had his hand wrapped around Michaels' throat with a deadly glimmer in his eyes. I was pulled out of Davids' chair and somebody tilted back my head gently until I met dark eyes. I felt like bursting into tears but Dwayne gently brushed them away and shook his head. He pulled me into a strong soothing hug.

I looked up when I felt a light tap on my shoulder. Turning halfway around I was facing David, who had walked up behind me, once more caging me in between one of his brothers and himself.

"You're okay, sweetheart?" I nodded and tried to look away in embarrassment. David wouldn't have that. Unconsciously I perceived Michael being kept on the couch by Markos' and Pauls' firm grip. A second later my focus was back on David.

"Don't you feel embarrassed now, it was not your decision. I am sorry. You were not supposed to drink that just yet." He gently brushed over my cheek and slowly grazed his lips against mine, his eyes never leaving mine. With a soft moan I closed my eyes and let him have his way.

His lips were soft against mine and his kiss gentle. Nothing like what Michael just forced on me. A soft purr in my ear let me tense up for a second until I felt Dwayne's mouth against my bare shoulder.

"Keep your hands off of her!" Michael tried to get up but was immediately shoved back into the couch. I reluctantly pulled away from David and Dwayne. I had it with his behaviour.

"Why don't you just shut up? Why do you even care? We are over. I ditched you almost two years ago!" He looked at me with those big puppy dog eyes I hated so much.

"Amy. I never stopped caring. You know you just did it because you were confused." I felt the anger boil up.

"Confused?! Are you fucking kidding me? I wasn't confused, I tried to deal with losing my entire family! I didn't know how to go back to normal, hell there was no going back. I tried to kill myself, Michael! Because I didn't see any other way anymore. Because you were more interested in me staying as I was than rather help me find a way to survive the hell I was going through! And you think you still have any right to interfere with my life? Well, fuck you!" Everyone was staring at me. I felt some long built up tension finally being released.

Someone gently touched my lower back and moved me into their chest. I could make out dark hair in the corner of my eye and relaxed into Dwayne.

"I think she could use that joint now." Paul followed us over to the couch, casually lighting another one of his seemingly endless joint stash. I wanted to protest because as I told him earlier, I never did that before.

"Don't even think about it. We'll do it the easy way." He pushed me down into Dwayne's lap and stood between my legs. I watched him take a drag but he did not exhale. Instead he leaned down to me and I felt his brothers' hand against my face, gently prying open my jaws. As my lips parted, Paul exhaled into my mouth, sealing my lips with his to keep in the smoke for a few seconds.

It was a surprisingly nice feeling. The softness of his lips against mine. The taste of both him and the smoke on my tongue had me let out a slight whimper. I felt the need to breath out the smoke but he didn't pull away just yet.

"Keep it in for a moment longer, princess." Dwayne's voice was a low whisper in my ear and it sent shivers down my spine. When Paul slowly pulled away, I obeyed his command. Very well aware David was watching us with amusement, while Michaels' face was a shocked grimace.

"Finally my turn." Marko smirked and smashed his lips against mine. With a little gasp I let out the breath I was holding. I just didn't understand why all of this felt so natural to me now. I should shy away from them. I should protest against being kissed by all of them. Still, the only one I didn't want to touch me was Michael. He was the past and everything I had buried alongside my family. Those four boys made me finally feel at peace, they kept the demons of my past at bay.

Marko lightly bit my bottom lip before he released me. I let myself fall back against Dwayne. I felt dizzy and relaxed.

"You're all right, princess?" He brushed some of my hair out of my face while his other hand was lightly stroking my thigh.

"Surprisingly yes. I haven't felt so at ease for what seems like a lifetime." I smiled at him and he gave me a kiss to my temple.

"What was that about trying to kill yourself?" He looked at me with those dark eyes. I let out a small sigh and held out my wrists to him. He gently took them in his hands, examining the scars following the line of my pulse.

"I just couldn't take it anymore. It was the day they sold the house I grew up in and my Dads' Harley. I felt like they ripped everything out that was left of me. I didn't want to fight anymore." My voice was nothing more than a whisper. I watched him kiss both scars before he put his lips against mine. The kiss was slow, gentle, reassuring.

"Okay, kids. Time for some fun." David clapped his hands and motioned for everyone to get up. I was confused but followed them out of the cave and back up the stairs.

"You're riding with me." Dwayne pulled me over to his bike and without second-guessing I got up behind him. I closed my eyes and leaned into his back which rewarded me with a low purr.

After the others had gotten onto their bikes we sped off into the dark. It wasn't a long ride and soon we reached railroad tracks that were embedded in pebbles. The boys parked off to the side of what looked like a bridge to me.

"Perfect timing." David exclaimed mysteriously.

I waited for a few moments before I climbed down when Dwayne held out his hand to me and he held me close to him as we followed his brothers and Michael.

"What is going on?" I could hear Michael up front.

"Michael wants to know 'what's going on'." All the boys started laughing and I smiled a little.

"Marko? What's going on?" David asked in a mocking manner.

"I don't know. What's going on, Paul?" Marko answered with one of his Cheshire Cat smiles.

"Wait a minute, who wants to know?" He retorted with a laugh and put his arm around my waist.

"Michael wants to know." Dwayne barked on my other side and winked at me.

David stopped in front of us and put his arm around Michael.

"I think we should let Michael know 'what's going on'." He grinned and nodded at his youngest brother.

"Marko…" Marko stepped forward and I now realized he was standing next to an open maintenance hatch. He grinned at me and then turned to Michael.

"Good night Michael." He waved and jumped down while screaming "Bombs away." I flinched and wanted to run over in shock. But Paul and Dwayne kept me firmly in place.

"Don't worry about him, hot stuff. He is just fine." With another kiss to my neck Paul walked up to the hatch.

"Bottoms up, man." He finger gunned at the dumbfounded brunette and jumped down as well.

"I'll be waiting for you down there, princess. Just trust us a little bit." Dwayne let go of me and with just a smirk towards Michael he jumped down as well. David now let go of Michael and stood over the hatch. He looked at me and held out his hand.

"You're coming, sweetheart?" I took a deep breath and slid my hand into Davids' despite Michaels' protest that I should stay back. I hesitantly looked down when David pulled me in and saw the three who had already jumped hanging from some steel rods.

Marko and Paul grinned up at me without stopping to kick one another. Dwayne on the other hand made a show of holding on with just one hand and held out the other to me.

"Don't let me fall." I looked up at David who tightened his grip on my hand in response. I slowly got to sit down and let my feet dangle over the edge. With a last deep breath I slid over the edge and felt a light pull when my whole weight was now on Davids' arm. For a second I panicked upon realizing that I was hanging who knows how far up over the abyss.

Then I felt a second hand on my, slowly pulling me to the side. I looked down and saw Dwayne reaching out for me. He had managed to move his arm halfway around my waist and gave me a slight nod. I knew exactly what he wanted me to do. I closed my eyes and let go of David's hand, trying to get enough motion towards the dark-haired man in front of me.

With a little scream I collided with his chest. His arm was tight around me and a second later David dropped down. Together they lifted me so that I could hold on to the rod between them, not letting go sooner than I had my grip tightened. It was an odd feeling hanging there and I could already feel my muscles tense up. But a look to the side assured me that Dwayne still had one hand out, ready to catch me any minute.

"Come on down, Michael!" David shouted up. There was some commotion and after a while Michaels' head appeared in the opening.

"Come on, man. Don't chicken out now. Even the girl is down here with us." Paul started taunting him. Finally he got down, now hanging in front of me.

"Hold on tight now." I looked at David and a second later I heard a loud hoot and soon the bridge started shaking. It was getting harder by the second to hold on.

"Having fun yet? Come on, Michael. Let go." With a shock I watched Marko letting go as the rod started shaking violently. He let out a scream and disappeared into the mist underneath us. A second later Paul followed him with a loud laugh. With wide eyes I looked from David to Dwayne.

"Come here, princess. And hold on tight." Dwayne pulled me against his chest and waited as I slowly put my arms around his neck. He held my eyes with his and let go. I screamed at the top of my lungs and held on to him for dear life.

"I got you. You're safe. You're ours." I heard him say before everything went black.