A/N: Okay, so I am very sorry that it's been so long since I updated!
Disclamer: don't own Seether, but I do own their CD!
Jay was in a prison van, being transferred to a court house, and he took one more look around, getting nods from the rest of the prisoners. It was almost time to put his plan into action. As they took another turn, Jay took his cuffed hands, and put them over a guards head, and then pulled. The guy flailed for a moment, and then went still. He was dead. They had made an abrupt stop as soon as Jay had put his cuffs around the guard's neck.
The door opened, and the two guards from the front tried to fight the prisoners but even with the cuffs on their wrists, they were too much to handle. As soon as all of the inmates were out of the van, Jay thought to himself, now it's time to get me some blond. He then walked to the front seat of the van, got in, and drove away.
Throw your dollar bills and leave your thrills all here with me
And speak but don't pretend I won't defend you anymore you see
It aches in every bone, I'll die alone, but not for you
My eyes don't need to see that ugly thing, I know it's me you fear
If you want me hold me back
Three weeks later:
Brian had returned to his normal self, all was normal with him, though he still looked over his shoulder far too often for the team's comfort. That's what they all were now, a team. Roman, Tej, Suki, Leon, Vince, Dom, and Brian.
They were all out at the bar in town, celebrating, finishing Brian's car. He was finally loosening up, maybe too much, thought Rome. But he then laughed at his over protectiveness. He watched as Brian walked out the door, with the excuse, 'Need some air.' coming mumbled from his stumbling body.
Brian walked out the door, and when he was a good twenty feet from it, he turned his head toward the sky and closed his eyes. The weather was beautiful, and the clean air was helping to clear his fogged mind, a little. He felt something was wrong, but he ignored the feeling, thinking that he was actually having a good time for once. He smiled, this was one of the first times that he had dared go anywhere alone, even if the team was just in the other room.
He had no time to respond before a hand was clamped over his mouth from behind, and another arm was wrapped around his upper body, pinning his arms in a vice like grip. Brian's eyes shot open, and he struggled with all his might, so much so that he managed to get the hand off his mouth in order to reinforce the hold on his body. In the time before another hand could go over his mouth, he yelled out; "ROME!" A punch was delivered to his jaw, and a bruise started to form immediately. A pair of hand cuffs were put around his wrist, binding them behind his back, and the hand went back over his mouth.
Frail, the skin is dry and pale, the pain will never fail
And so we go back to the remedy
Clip the wings that get you high, just leave them where they lie
And tell yourself, "You'll be the death of me"
Brian's eyes were filled with fear, and a wild will to escape. "So you're not happy to see me?" A cold voice asked, and Brian stilled, scared, and shocked beyond belief. Jay? "So you do remember me." Jay said as he walked into view.
Just then the door to the bar opened, and the team walked out. They stopped when they saw Brian. Jay immediately pulled a gun, and aimed it at Brian's head. "What do you want with Brian?" Rome asked, while looking at Brian, and the gun trained on him.
"Jay?" The reply came from Dom. He, and Vince walked in front of everyone else. "How did you get out? Never mind answering that, let Brian go." He said, seeing the look in Brian's eyes.
"Now why would I want to do that?" Jay asked, and when Dom moved forward, he said; "Come any closer and blondie get's it." Dom stopped in his tracks. "You gone soft Toretto? 'Cause it seems to me that you never used to listen to anyone." Jay asked.
"Brian's family." Came the only reply.
I don't need a friend, I need to mend so far away
So come sit by the fire and play a while, but you can't stay too long
It aches in every bone, I'll die alone, but not for pleasure
I see my heart explode, it's been eroded by the weather here
If you want me hold me back
Feeling someone touch his thigh, Brian struggled wildly. He wasn't gonna let this happen, again, he would rather die. Brian managed to get a kick to the groin in to the guy holding him. He then used his head to knock Jay's hand away. Dom started to run to him, but there was a gun shot. Everyone looked up, and saw stunned expressions on Jay and Brian's faces. Brian fell slowly to his knees, clutching his chest. A large crimson spot was appearing and spreading around his hands.
Frail, the skin is dry and pale, the pain will never fail
And so we go back to the remedy
Clip the wings that get you high, just leave them where they lie
And tell yourself, "You'll be the death of me"
Frail, the skin is dry and pale, the pain will never fail
And so we go back to the remedy
Clip the wings that get you high, just leave them where they lie
And tell yourself, "You'll be the death of me"
It seemed as if everything went in slow motion. But everything turned to normal speed as Roman let out a growl, and lunged at Jay. He took him down, and when he looked up, all of Jay's guys were on the ground unconscious, and Brian was still on his knees. Roman half ran, halfcrawled over to him, and Brian closed his eyes; falling the rest of the way to the ground.
Hold your eyes closed, take me in
Hold your eyes closed, take me in
"Com'on Bri, open your eyes bro." Rome said as he cradled Brian's head in his lap. Brian did as he was told, and his eyes slowly opened. "Where did the idea to fight back come from?" He asked, and chuckled uncomfortably.
"Dying was better than the other option." Brian said, his voice low, and a fit of coughs ripped through his fragile body. When he settled down, Brian moaned and said in a hoarse whisper, "Hurts." His voice was strained, and he looked as if he was going to pass out at any time.
Roman noticed this, and said, "Bri, stay awake bro." Brian opened his eyes, and Roman nodded. He then looked back to where Dom and the others still stood frozen. "Call an ambulance!" He yelled at them, and they shook their heads as if seeing him for the first time.
"Already on the way." Came an unknown voice. Roman looked in the direction of the voice, and saw the old bar tender standing in the doorway of the bar, wringing his hands sub-consciously.
"Thanks." Rome said, and then turned his attention back to Brian, as he heard sirens nearing. Brian looked up at him, and his eyes rolled; as his body started to convulse. Rome held him sideways to make sure that he didn't choke on his own vomit. "Help me hold him." Rome yelled at Vince, and Dom.
They were at his side helping him with Brian in a matter of seconds. An ambulance pulled into the parking lot, three police cars in back of it. Paramedics ran over to a now limp and unconscious Brian. Rome, Dom, and Vince were pushed away, as they worked. Jay and his crew, who were just waking, were arrested. Brian was strapped to a stretcher, and loaded into the ambulance, which took off as soon as he was secured. He looked so frail, and weak laying there like that. The samequestion wason eveyone's minds as they followed the ambulance in their cars, Leon taking Brian's. Will he live, or will he die?
Frail, the skin is dry and pale, the pain will never fail
And so we go back to the remedy
Clip the wings that get you high, just leave them where they lie
And tell yourself, "You'll be the death of me"
Frail, the skin is dry and pale, the pain will never fail
And so we go back to the remedy
Clip the wings that get you high, just leave them where they lie
And tell yourself, "You'll be the death of me"
A/N:Hope you liked it... Tell me what you think, and tell me your ideas. For everyone who reviews, ice cream cones to all of you!
AMC