A/N: OMG! I am so overwhelmed! All of the reviews... Wow! I cannot believe that you all like this story that much! But anyway thanks to all of you that do!

Sakura-Thank you for the support, no Monica isn't the mother, Spain is where Kell lives, and Brian bought Black Summer when he was younger.

Crystal- Well you got your wish, and thanks for updating.

Neonex- Emmy is four, I said that in chapter six. Same answers for you as Sakura… And I am so glad that you liked the story, not to long a wait, huh?

Baby Blaize- Well thanks, I am so happy you like the story, sorry about the pairing, but I wanted to do something new with it. Got your wish….

Tallyzangle- Well…. Thanks for the support, and read to find out…

ILuvPiratesSavvy- OKAY! Glad you like it!

Casey- One wish was answered, and you will just have to wait and see about the others, I may or I may not!

Katrink101- Well okay… I agree with you, and you will just have to read to see what happens. Glad you like it!

Amy- OKAY! Yay, another reviewer thank you!

It had been a day since Brian had tried to end his life. He wasn't in the same mind that he had been yesterday, now. No, now he wanted to kill Verone, the guard, and all of the felons that were helping them keep him here. Brian just wanted to hurt at least on of them. But there was that little thing of being restrained. They hadn't let him out of the restraints since he had that little incident with the rock.

He pulled at the bonds that held him, and started to get angry again. Dammit, he thought; if only I had my hands free, they would pay. The door knob started to turn, and he looked up. Verone walked in the room, and Brian smirked. "What, I thought you wanted my dead, you little ankle biter!" He sneered. The grin on Verone's face vanished, and Brian's grew wider.

"Well, I want to have the pleasure, and I assure you, it won't be a quick death, as yours would have been if you had succeeded. Guards!" He yelled, and smirked back at Brian. The guards came in, and Verone said; "I think O'Conner is ready for the special room. Take him there, I don't care what you have to do to get him there, just make sure he is alive and conscious when he gets there." The guards nodded, and went over to Brian.

They held Brian down as they unrestrained him, so he couldn't move. Verone had already left the room, and in Brian's book that was a really bad sign. As the lifted him up, Brian fought as hard as he could, and the men finally had to drop his legs. Brian twisted as hard as he could, and kicked one of the men in the face. A punch was delivered to his kidney, and Brian immediately tried to crouch over and protect himself.

"You know guys, he did say that we could do anything as long as he was alive and conscious when he got there, and right now, I see a pretty good piece of ass, that I would like to test." One of the men who was holding him said, and the rest agreed.

Brian felt himself being held down against the edge of a table, and his pants being unzipped. They were being pulled down along with his boxers next, and Brian started shaking. He was bent over, and his face was pressed against the cold metal of the table, his arms and legs securely held down, so he could do nothing.

He heard the man in back of him unzip, but he wasn't able to do anything else, as the door burst open, and Brian heard what had to be the sweetest voice in the world. "Get off of him!" Dom and Rome bellowed, at the same time. The men were ripped off of him, and Brian pulled his pants up, and stood up. He walked out of the room before anyone, and all Dom and Rome could do was follow when they were finished with the guys they were beating.

Brian walked out of the room, and to the left, determined to find Verone. The first door he kicked open, proved to be nothing other than a storage closet. He went in grabbed a broom, set it diagonally against the wall, and kicked it in half, grabbing the wooden handle he walked out the door.

Dom and Rome followed him, as he walked down the hall, kicking in doors. When he reached the end of the hall, he kicked in the last door, and there sat Verone, talking on the phone. The walls must have been soundproof if he hadn't heard all of the racket Brian had caused, while searching for him.

The look on Brian's face was deadly as Verone looked up at him. The phone was immediately put down with an, "I'll have to call you back." Verone reached under the desk, pushed a button, and stood up. Brian raised his head, and looked Verone straight in the eye. "Bastard," was all he said as he launched himself at Verone.

Carter looked at Brian's face as he flew through the air straight at him. Brian took Verone down to the ground, and put his handle down. He lifted his fist, and with a look of pure rage and hatred, smashed it into Verone's jaw. He lifted his hand again, and again; and kept bringing his closed fist right into Verone's face. His hand hurt when he finally stopped. Men had started to come into the room, and Brian bent his head to whisper into Verone's ear.

"Bet you wish you had dropped the soap now, at least then, you would be someone's property, and wouldn't be beaten as bad as you are now. You make me sick." He hissed, and then stood, grabbing his handle on the way up.

Almost immediately, men surrounded him, and when he looked up, he smirked at their expressions. He lifted the handle, and started hitting the men around him. He took a hit to his ribs, and heard one of them snap. Raising the handle, he hit the man who had hit him, in the head, effectively knocking him out.

Another man grabbed his wrist, and pulled it behind his back. If they thought they could hold him back that easily, they were sorely mistaken. Brian kicked the man in the balls, and as he was going down, the man snapped his wrist. Brian yelled out in pain as the bone broke. He raised his right hand, which was still holding the handle, and smashed the last two over the head.

They fell, knocked out, and Brian walked over to where Dom was still fighting two men, one of which was the guard that had violated him twice. He grabbed the man by the neck, and turned him to face him.

"I thought I killed you once, but you lived, I won't make that mistake again. Rot in hell bastard." Brian said, and hit the man continuously with the handle. He finally had to be pulled off by Rome and Dom, who were shocked at the way Brian was acting.

They were all pretty beat up, so they decided to go to the hospital. Brian had a two broken ribs, and a broken wrist. He had a cut over his eye, that had six stitches in it, and one on his right forearm that took fourteen.

Dom had a cracked rib, and cut on his cheek that took ten stitches. He had a limp from a bruised tibia, that was wrapped with an ace bandage. Rome had two broken fingers in his right hand, and cut on his right shoulder blade that took thirty four stitches to close. His arm was in a sling that kept his arm immobile, so that the stitches didn't pull.

All in all they were a sorry looking bunch as Kell, Suki, Brie, and Emmy came in to pick them up, and take them home. Suki and Emmy ran to Brian and hugged him, and he gratefully hugged them back. Suki handed him a sweatshirt as he had requested on the phone. She help him put it on, and the all walked out the door, Brian carrying Emmy on his good side.

A/N: So what did you think? Is it over? Never know. Anyway Rubber Duckies for reviews! YAY!