July 4, 1939

Angela woke up to the sound of keys opening her celldoor. She frowned as she rubbed the sleep out of her eyes and her eyes widened as she saw who it was.

"Get up" Percy ordered "You're coming with me"

"Coming with you where?" Angela asked.

"No questions, little girl, get moving" Percy said coldly.

Angela thought about fighting him, or at least yelling, but surely he had a reason for taking her from her cell?. She kept quiet as she sat up on her bunk and got to her feet. He grabbed hold of her arm and pulled her from her cell, a little rougher than Angela thought was strictly necessary.

"Where are we going?" Angela asked again.

But Percy didn't answer, he just kept dragging her along and Angela was starting to panic. She hadn't been cuffed which was very strange as it was standard procedure to cuff any deathrow occupant when they left their cell. She suddenly found herself shoved into a small room. She gasped as she saw who was inside. Wild Bill Wharton grinned as he looked at the small woman.

"Well, well, lookie here" Wharton said, waving his arms around "No bars between us, how 'bout that?"

Angela gave a small scream as she whirled around and tried to open the door that had been closed behind her but it was locked. Wharton grabbed her from behind and she screamed as she struggled.

Brutal walked into the small office, hanging his coat on the hatrack and putting his cap on the desk, before making his way down the Mile. He frowned when he saw Wharton wasn't in his cell and his eyes widened when he saw Angela wasn't in hers either.

"Boss Percy took her, went in there and took her away" Coffey said softly.

Brutal shook his head to quell the growing panic and rage before turning around. He quickly searched everywhere before he found Percy, in the execution chamber, reading a book. Brutal wasted no time, he just grabbed Percy and pulled him out of his chair.

"Where is she, Percy?" he all but roared.

"Where is...?" Percy began to say.

"Don't play with me" Brutal warned in a low voice "Don't you dare..."

Brutal was interrupted by a blood-curdling scream coming from a small room used for storage purposes. He dropped Percy and ran to the room. Percy knew better than to try and stop him. Brutal tried the door but it was locked, he grabbed his keys and unlocked the door as quickly as he could without dropping the keys. He nearly ripped the door from its hinges going in, and what he saw made him see red.

Angela was pressed up against the wall, Wild Bill pressing her against it with his own body. Her shirt was already off and Wharton was in the process of removing her pants. Wharton whirled around when Brutal came in and grinned a mad grin. Angela had apparently tried to defend herself because the man had a welt on the side of his face and several scratches on his arms and hands.

Wild Bill flew at Brutal but he was no match for the big man, especially since Brutal was very angry. Brutal punched Wharton several times before dropping him to the ground, unconscious. He then turned to Angela, who had crawled into a corner, sobbing and shaking. Brutal slowly approached the small girl, kneeling down close to her. Angela had her eyes squeezed shut and she was rocking herself back and forth.

"Angela?" Brutal said softly.

Angela's head came up and Brutal winced as he saw the blood running from her nose and the bruises already forming on the left side of her face. It made him want to pull Wharton up from the floor and punch him some more. Instead he reached for Angela to hold her, but he didn't have to. Angela launched herself at him and sobbed into his shoulder. She was brought to the hospital and treated for her injuries, but the most important injuries couldn't be treated. Those injuries could only be healed by time.