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Duncan put an arm around his shoulder. She roughly wiped the tears off her face and sighed heavily. She didn't lean into Macs embrace, but she didn't pull away either.

"This is so stupid," She stated. "I shouldn't be crying. It all happened so long ago."

"Just because it happened a long time ago doesn't mean that you don't still feel the pain."

She shrugged. "I still feel stupid."

Duncan squeezed her shoulders reassuringly.

"Well don't. There's nothing wrong with crying. Sometimes the body needs it."

She shrugged again.

"So what actually happened?" Richie asked gently.

She shook her head. "I told you the police classified it as an accident."

"Yeah well I somehow don't think that's exactly true," Richie told her.

Dri laughed bitterly. "You don't miss a beat do you?"

"Come on Dri," Duncan encouraged. "What happened?"

Another tear slid down her cheek.

"Remember when I told you I never had the ideal mother?"

The two men nodded.

"Well I was putting it nicely. The truth is she was a class A bitch. She had always hated me, but after my father had died." She trailed off.

"Go on," Duncan encouraged.

"After my father died, she started hitting me. I thought everything I did was wrong. I mean if I even washed the dishes wrong she would hit me until I was bloody and bruised."

"What about Adrian?" Richie asked.

"Adrian hated what she was doing to me. She would never touch him," She smiled sadly. "I remember this one time we were running around the house playing. I remember it was right before Alec. I don't know exactly what happened, but he bumped into the table and knocked over one of her vases. It broke and of course her precious little boy couldn't have been at fault."

"So she came after you," Richie said almost angrily.

The anger in his voice wasn't missed by Duncan. He'd take care of that later though. One trauma at a time.

Dri nodded in response to Richie's statement. "Yeah, but Adrian stepped in front of her while she had her hand raised. He told her it wasn't my fault. She let it go because Adrian couldn't be at fault for anything."

She closed her eyes and bit her lip.

"Are you all right?" Mac asked.

"I'll live," She replied swallowing the lump in her throat. "Let me just get this out all right?"

"All right," Mac replied. "Go on."

"Anyways things pretty much went on like that, which is why when Alec came along I was happy. He'd always stop my mother from hitting me. Once he came into the picture she never laid another hand on me," Dri wrapped her arms around herself. "And all of a sudden the roles reversed in the worst way."

"Alec started hitting Adrian," Richie stated.

She nodded. "Sometimes worse than my mother had hit me. I know it's horrible but at first I thought that he deserved it after everything that bitch had put me through. You know sort of a karma payback. After a while though I couldn't stand to see it anymore and I knew it was wrong so then I started getting in the way. I would do the same thing with Alec that Adrian had done with my mom."

"But that didn't stop him," Duncan said.

Dri shrugged. "Sometimes it would, sometimes it wouldn't. All I know is that three days after our fourteenth birthday I came home to find out that Alec was dead. He had supposedly fallen down the stairs, but I knew better. He didn't 'fall'!" Dri exclaimed. "Alec pushed him!"

"Dri I'm not sticking up for Alec, but how can you be so sure?" Mac asked.

"Because Alec told me he did it," She replied indignantly. "He told me that Adrian wasn't special like I was. He didn't deserve to live." She laughed sarcastically. "I'm just SO special let me tell you. A pre- immortal that got her brother killed."

Richie and Duncan exchanged a shocked glanced.

"What you think I'm stupid?" She asked. "After I found out what you guys and Alec were and everything that was said you think I couldn't figure it out?"

"You never said anything," The Highlander told her.

"Why? Why tell you? Would it have changed anything?"

"Well now I know why you like training with swords so much." Mac said.

Dri went to reply just as there was a knock at the door. Richie got up.

"I'll get it."

He walked over to the door and opened it. Just as he did gun shots blasted through the room. Dri screamed as Mac threw himself over her. Richie fell to the floor in a lifeless heap.

Duncan got up as the gunshots stopped. It wasn't an immortal he would have felt it. He turned around and all he could see before he was shot was a young man in black jeans and shirt, and a black leather jacket with a machine gun in his hand. Mac fell to the floor and looked over to Dri.

"Run," He whispered right before his eyes went empty.

Dri stared at him for a moment with wide eyes. She knew he was immortal but she had never seen him die before. It freaked her out. She choked back a scream before she jumped up and ran for her room. She had spent too much time staring at Duncan and the man was too fast for her. He grabbed her around the waist and pulled her body against his so that her back was against his chest.

"Hold it right there darlin'" he said in a rich southern accent.

Dri struggled and then elbowed him in the gut as hard as she could. He dropped her as he gasped for air and she ran into her room, slamming and locking the door behind her. Dri could hear him banging on the door as she quickly ran for the fire escape. He broke through the door just as she started climbing down. When she got half way down the last ladder she jumped the rest of the way.

She looked up to see the man running after her. She didn't waist anymore time and took off down the alley running as fast as she cold to get away from this guy. She was half way to the street when she ran directly into somebody's arms. Dri started to pull back, but the person grabbed her and quickly put a cloth soaked in clorophorm over her face. She tried to struggle, but it was no use. She heard someone laugh just as everything went black.

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