A/N: Okay so I had a kick ass Christmas! Hope every one else had an awesome time as well.

Chapter Ten

Sophie was yelling at Angel. Amy was standing behind Jack snickering; liking a tall guy had its practical side as well.

As Jack and Bobby finally left Angel moaned with frustration and looked at Amy, "I am not the one who's screwing her!" Angel scowled and stormed into the kitchen. 'God only knows what they are gonna do,' Amy dashed up the stairs and closed her door.

When Jack and Bobby arrived home Angel had left. She came down stairs and through the kitchen. She came up behind Jack and placed her hand on the low of his back as she stood beside him, he turned and looked at her and smiled. Bobby looked at her.

"Where the fuck have you been?" Bobby asked furrowing his brow, obviously not seeing her touch Jack.

"Hiding," She sat down at the head of the table looking over Bobby and Jack's small arsenal. "What the fuck is this?" She waved her hands over the table.

"Gifts from the shooters," Bobby answered vaguely as he looked at a handgun.

"Ah," With that Bobby continued to explain which gun was which and what it did.

Amy sat at the table painting her nails and shot a glance at Sophie. Sophie was really nice in the right mood…she wasn't in the right moment at that point at time. She was scowling at nothing. Amy rolled her eyes, what the hell had Bobby been thinking leaving Amy to 'keep your eye on,' Sophie while they went to the Lawyers house to investigate.

Amy jumped as Sophie started to scream about something up stairs. "What the fuck…" She got up and headed up stairs. Sophie was going on about how Amy stole her birth control. "Why the fuck would I steal your shitty assed birth control?" Amy stormed into Angel's room where Sophie's voice had been coming from.

Before she could really tare into Sophie Amy was pushed from behind into a closet, the door slammed shut behind her. "FUCK!" She banged on the door but something was in front of it. Amy could hear Sophie running down the stairs. "I am gonna fucking kill you Sophie!"

That was when the panic started to set in. Amy rubbed her wrists in her eyes until white spots appeared in front of them. It was getting harder and harder to breath. She half sat half collapsed on the ground. The walls seemed to close in around her. She was shaking violently as the memories started to some back. "No," She whispered to herself trying to keep them at bay but they clawed at her. The rape, the beatings. She put her hands out in front of her as she fell forward.

She felt something under her hand… it was a gun. She jumped off it, throwing her against the door. The chair that had been holding it shut crumpled under her full weight and the door swung open.

She collapsed on the floor and took deep gulps of air staring at the blue ceiling as her shaking slowly came to a halt. She pushed her self up on one elbow and looked at the closet. She hated being claustrophobic. Remembering Sophie she looked at her watch. It had been five minutes. It had felt like she had been in the closet for hours. She got up and ran out the house.

When she arrived at the lawyer's house she found Sophie yelling and fighting against all of the Mercer brothers. She had to hand it to her, Sophie was feisty…but that wasn't going to stop her from killing her. As the lawyer pulling up distracted the guys she ran over tackled Sophie. About to punch Sophie in the face Jack's arm reached around her waist and pulled her off her.

"What the fuck you were supposed to watch her!" Jack yelled.

"She locked me in a closet!" Amy yelled back still really, really pissed off. Jack looked at her, obviously having an inner battle between anger and worry…worry won out.

"You okay?"

"Yeah, I am now." Bobby turned from the lawyer.

"We are going home!" Jack looked over at his brother than back at Amy.

"Come on." Jack put his arm around her waist as they followed Bobby to his car.