A.N. Okay I had to change the step brothers' name because I'm adding a new
character in with the same name. It's not one I created though, so he
doesn't belong to me, in case you're wondering the brothers' new name is
Ray. Alright Cole Taylor does not belong to me, he belongs to someone who
e-mailed me and asked to be in the story, so here goes. Oh thanks to
everyone who reviewed I really appreciate it, I think I should also clear
some things up about this story. I don't know if Cahill will be with
Scott, I just didn't make it an S/S fic because as much as I like them
together I really like Scott so I'm making him single. Also my character
is Irish because her dad was Irish but she grew up in England because her
mom was English, which is why she has the accent if you didn't get that.
Me myself, I'm Irish but I live in Easton, PA. If you have any other
questions just either put them in the review or e-mail me and I'll be happy
to answer them. (
That night Cahill was lying in bed thinking back on what had been going on in her life for the past few years, she thought about the first time she ran away and when she met Rocky and also when he was arrested. She could still remember that night so clearly in her head, they'd been walking home and they were talking about where they wanted to go with their life. It was a side of Rocky that he barely ever let show but it was the side Cahill loved most. Just as they were rounding one of the corner to their street three cops came out of the shadows and ambushed the two of them. Cahill was thrown against the wall and Rocky was pushed to the ground, his hands were drawn behind his back as one of the guys read him his rights.
Cahill had turned around and looked down at his face and saw blood trickling down his cheek from his forehead, when she'd seen the blood she'd lost her sanity for a minute and had jumped on the back of one of the guys. He twirled in a circle and slammed into the wall so that she crumpled to the ground, as she looked back on it now she realized that there had never been a time in her life when she'd felt more helpless. She looked at Rocky and he winked before mouthing for her to run, but she didn't, she refused to run away from helping him. As she tried to stand another one of the guys pulled her hands behind her back and slapped a pair of cuffs on her as well. Both her and Rocky were brought down to one of the local stations and thrown in separate cells, the next day Cahill was let out but Rocky had to stay until a court day could be set.
Cahill had walked home hugging her arms around herself and feeling more lonely then she had in years, that was when she decided to go visit Hunter. As she walked up to the front door, she ran g the bell and was surprised when a pretty blonde answered. She took in Cahill's appearance and called for Hunter, as Hunter came down the stairs he caught sight of Cahill and gasped, he pulled her into the house and then into the kitchen, and he ordered her to tell him what happened. She did and ended up spending the night crying in Hunters' arms, she later found out the girl was his girlfriend, and she found it weird that she had never met the girl before.
The next day, against Hunter, she went back to her apartment and laid in their bed and just cried herself to sleep. She barely moved for the next couple of days but then she realized that if she didn't do something for money then she would be evicted. So she thought about some possibilities and realized that the best thing to do was just to sell the drugs that Rocky had around the apartment. After she found the drugs, she dressed in black leather pants and a baby blue tube top and Rockys' black leather coat and then put most of the drugs into her pockets', she knew who his customers were and she decided that it was time to pay them all a visit.
As the weeks went by, Cahill got dragged further into the business and kept selling drugs to various people. Then one night she found a kid lying in an alley and when she looked at him she realized that he was passed out. She put an arm around his waist and pulled on of his arms and draped it over her shoulders and then started to drag him along, deciding to head back to her apartment. When she got there and unlocked the door she let the guy, no boy, fall onto the sofa and she went into the bedroom and changed into a pair of sweatpants and a t-shirt. When she walked back out she saw that the boy was awake and he seemed confused as to where he was.
When he saw her, she saw the panicked look he got on his face and went into the kitchen to get him some aspirin and a glass of water. She handed him them and he drank greedily, while she sat down on the other chair. After he finished they both took a minute to study each other, she saw that he was about 5'7 or 5'8 and he had brown hair, with hazel eyes, and medium build. He was surprised to realize that she was probably taller then him by about three inches but after that he let his eyes roam over her and realized that she was also a couple years older then him and she had red hair, blue eyes, and a couple of scars on her face. He put two and two together and figured out just who she was, "You're Dagger.. Where the hell am I?"
She smiled at his bluntness before answering, "My apartment. I saw you passed out, drunk as a skunk in one of the alleys, and I might not have the rep of being one of the nicest people, but I'm not going to let you get mugged or anything, kid. Why, you got somewhere to be?"
He shrugged, "No, just wondering what I'm doing here, the last thing I remember is passing out."
Cahill nodded, "So you got a name or should I keep calling you kid?"
His eyes narrowed dangerously, "I ain't a kid, the name's Cole. You got a name or do I call you Dagger."
"Sure I have a name, smart ass, it's Cahill." She raised an eyebrow before frowning, "You got a place to stay Cole?"
"Nah," He shrugged nonchalantly and it was then that Cahill decided to let him stay with her, she liked the kid, he could be entertaining. From then on they became friends, of course, it took awhile for either of them to trust each other but they had a certain understanding. As Cahill laid in bed thinking about that she began to wonder if the kid was alright, he had quickly become someone that Cahill wanted to look after and if she had had a little brother she would have wanted it to be him. Finally around two in the morning Cahill fell into a deep dreamless sleep and that was what she needed, to be able to sleep without dreaming about all of the people from her past.
She was woken up the next morning by a very cheerful Julie and she smiled, mischievously before pulling the pillow out from under her head and hitting Jules right in the face with it. Jules stuttered before letting out a giggle and grabbing the pillow off of her bed and hitting Cahill with it, and for the next ten minutes the two went at it, having a pillow fight. Then when Cahill collapsed on her bed laughing Jules threw her people right in Cahills' face and Cahill surprised, jumped up jokingly as if to go after Jules but Jules just ran out of the cabin, laughing. 'Alone at last,' She thought to herself and then grabbed some clothes and went in to take a quick shower and go through her morning ritual.
When she came back out dressed and ready to conquer the world, she noticed Shelby sitting on the bunk next to hers looking at a picture frame. As Cahill got closer she realized it was the picture of her and Rocky and she grabbed it from Shelby, "Just what the hell do you think you're doing? This belongs to me, therefore you do not touch it!"
Shelby stood up and pointed at the guy, "Who is that and what are you trying to pull?"
Cahill placed the frame back where it was and frowned, "I'm not trying to pull anything and as to who that is well that is just none of your goddamn business, so go the hell away."
Shelby stormed out of the cabin and Cahill gazed at the picture a minute longer before going out the same way and heading towards the dining hall. She went through the lunch line and didn't see anything really appetizing so she grabbed a bowl of fruit and a glass of juice and looked around at where everyone was eating. She saw Jules trying to catch her attention and smiled before making her way over to where Jules had obviously saved her a seat. She plopped down and took the time to really look at everyone around her. There's was Auggie who she deduced was dating Jules and then Daisy who seemed to be friends with Shelby and Ezra who was really cute in a weird sort of way. Of course there's Scott who she still couldn't really look at because of how he looked, so she kept her attention on her food.
Jules smiled at her and she smiled back before taking a bite of her cantelope. "So what are you in for?"
She stared at Shelby who had asked the question, "B and E you?"
Shelby laughed and Cahill was somewhat surprised but then thought that maybe she just wasn't as bad as she had seemed. Auggie was the next to ask her question, "Where are you from?"
"Detroit."
Scott cocked his head at her, "Oh yeah, that's where Shelby's from are you sure you two don't know each other or something?"
'Oh shit, please let her not remember me.' She looked up into Shelby's eyes and saw the respect there but also the humor at the situation, "I don't think I remember you, maybe we never met."
"Maybe," Then Cahill took a quick swallow of her juice.
Cahill felt relieved in an odd way, she didn't want to have to be Dagger here, but then again she wasn't really open to trusting these people. She thought briefly about calling Hunter but decided against it, he wouldn't understand anyway, he might be her best friend but he'd never been on the streets and he didn't even know why she chose to be on them. Only one person knew that and he was in jail right now and she didn't think she had the nerve to call to talk to him. She stood up deciding that it was time to talk to somebody and in no way was it any of these people. Cahill dumped her trash and then headed towards Peters' office, with one number in mind, hers; she wanted to talk to Cole.
That night Cahill was lying in bed thinking back on what had been going on in her life for the past few years, she thought about the first time she ran away and when she met Rocky and also when he was arrested. She could still remember that night so clearly in her head, they'd been walking home and they were talking about where they wanted to go with their life. It was a side of Rocky that he barely ever let show but it was the side Cahill loved most. Just as they were rounding one of the corner to their street three cops came out of the shadows and ambushed the two of them. Cahill was thrown against the wall and Rocky was pushed to the ground, his hands were drawn behind his back as one of the guys read him his rights.
Cahill had turned around and looked down at his face and saw blood trickling down his cheek from his forehead, when she'd seen the blood she'd lost her sanity for a minute and had jumped on the back of one of the guys. He twirled in a circle and slammed into the wall so that she crumpled to the ground, as she looked back on it now she realized that there had never been a time in her life when she'd felt more helpless. She looked at Rocky and he winked before mouthing for her to run, but she didn't, she refused to run away from helping him. As she tried to stand another one of the guys pulled her hands behind her back and slapped a pair of cuffs on her as well. Both her and Rocky were brought down to one of the local stations and thrown in separate cells, the next day Cahill was let out but Rocky had to stay until a court day could be set.
Cahill had walked home hugging her arms around herself and feeling more lonely then she had in years, that was when she decided to go visit Hunter. As she walked up to the front door, she ran g the bell and was surprised when a pretty blonde answered. She took in Cahill's appearance and called for Hunter, as Hunter came down the stairs he caught sight of Cahill and gasped, he pulled her into the house and then into the kitchen, and he ordered her to tell him what happened. She did and ended up spending the night crying in Hunters' arms, she later found out the girl was his girlfriend, and she found it weird that she had never met the girl before.
The next day, against Hunter, she went back to her apartment and laid in their bed and just cried herself to sleep. She barely moved for the next couple of days but then she realized that if she didn't do something for money then she would be evicted. So she thought about some possibilities and realized that the best thing to do was just to sell the drugs that Rocky had around the apartment. After she found the drugs, she dressed in black leather pants and a baby blue tube top and Rockys' black leather coat and then put most of the drugs into her pockets', she knew who his customers were and she decided that it was time to pay them all a visit.
As the weeks went by, Cahill got dragged further into the business and kept selling drugs to various people. Then one night she found a kid lying in an alley and when she looked at him she realized that he was passed out. She put an arm around his waist and pulled on of his arms and draped it over her shoulders and then started to drag him along, deciding to head back to her apartment. When she got there and unlocked the door she let the guy, no boy, fall onto the sofa and she went into the bedroom and changed into a pair of sweatpants and a t-shirt. When she walked back out she saw that the boy was awake and he seemed confused as to where he was.
When he saw her, she saw the panicked look he got on his face and went into the kitchen to get him some aspirin and a glass of water. She handed him them and he drank greedily, while she sat down on the other chair. After he finished they both took a minute to study each other, she saw that he was about 5'7 or 5'8 and he had brown hair, with hazel eyes, and medium build. He was surprised to realize that she was probably taller then him by about three inches but after that he let his eyes roam over her and realized that she was also a couple years older then him and she had red hair, blue eyes, and a couple of scars on her face. He put two and two together and figured out just who she was, "You're Dagger.. Where the hell am I?"
She smiled at his bluntness before answering, "My apartment. I saw you passed out, drunk as a skunk in one of the alleys, and I might not have the rep of being one of the nicest people, but I'm not going to let you get mugged or anything, kid. Why, you got somewhere to be?"
He shrugged, "No, just wondering what I'm doing here, the last thing I remember is passing out."
Cahill nodded, "So you got a name or should I keep calling you kid?"
His eyes narrowed dangerously, "I ain't a kid, the name's Cole. You got a name or do I call you Dagger."
"Sure I have a name, smart ass, it's Cahill." She raised an eyebrow before frowning, "You got a place to stay Cole?"
"Nah," He shrugged nonchalantly and it was then that Cahill decided to let him stay with her, she liked the kid, he could be entertaining. From then on they became friends, of course, it took awhile for either of them to trust each other but they had a certain understanding. As Cahill laid in bed thinking about that she began to wonder if the kid was alright, he had quickly become someone that Cahill wanted to look after and if she had had a little brother she would have wanted it to be him. Finally around two in the morning Cahill fell into a deep dreamless sleep and that was what she needed, to be able to sleep without dreaming about all of the people from her past.
She was woken up the next morning by a very cheerful Julie and she smiled, mischievously before pulling the pillow out from under her head and hitting Jules right in the face with it. Jules stuttered before letting out a giggle and grabbing the pillow off of her bed and hitting Cahill with it, and for the next ten minutes the two went at it, having a pillow fight. Then when Cahill collapsed on her bed laughing Jules threw her people right in Cahills' face and Cahill surprised, jumped up jokingly as if to go after Jules but Jules just ran out of the cabin, laughing. 'Alone at last,' She thought to herself and then grabbed some clothes and went in to take a quick shower and go through her morning ritual.
When she came back out dressed and ready to conquer the world, she noticed Shelby sitting on the bunk next to hers looking at a picture frame. As Cahill got closer she realized it was the picture of her and Rocky and she grabbed it from Shelby, "Just what the hell do you think you're doing? This belongs to me, therefore you do not touch it!"
Shelby stood up and pointed at the guy, "Who is that and what are you trying to pull?"
Cahill placed the frame back where it was and frowned, "I'm not trying to pull anything and as to who that is well that is just none of your goddamn business, so go the hell away."
Shelby stormed out of the cabin and Cahill gazed at the picture a minute longer before going out the same way and heading towards the dining hall. She went through the lunch line and didn't see anything really appetizing so she grabbed a bowl of fruit and a glass of juice and looked around at where everyone was eating. She saw Jules trying to catch her attention and smiled before making her way over to where Jules had obviously saved her a seat. She plopped down and took the time to really look at everyone around her. There's was Auggie who she deduced was dating Jules and then Daisy who seemed to be friends with Shelby and Ezra who was really cute in a weird sort of way. Of course there's Scott who she still couldn't really look at because of how he looked, so she kept her attention on her food.
Jules smiled at her and she smiled back before taking a bite of her cantelope. "So what are you in for?"
She stared at Shelby who had asked the question, "B and E you?"
Shelby laughed and Cahill was somewhat surprised but then thought that maybe she just wasn't as bad as she had seemed. Auggie was the next to ask her question, "Where are you from?"
"Detroit."
Scott cocked his head at her, "Oh yeah, that's where Shelby's from are you sure you two don't know each other or something?"
'Oh shit, please let her not remember me.' She looked up into Shelby's eyes and saw the respect there but also the humor at the situation, "I don't think I remember you, maybe we never met."
"Maybe," Then Cahill took a quick swallow of her juice.
Cahill felt relieved in an odd way, she didn't want to have to be Dagger here, but then again she wasn't really open to trusting these people. She thought briefly about calling Hunter but decided against it, he wouldn't understand anyway, he might be her best friend but he'd never been on the streets and he didn't even know why she chose to be on them. Only one person knew that and he was in jail right now and she didn't think she had the nerve to call to talk to him. She stood up deciding that it was time to talk to somebody and in no way was it any of these people. Cahill dumped her trash and then headed towards Peters' office, with one number in mind, hers; she wanted to talk to Cole.