They found them. Spot had followed them all, they were apparently a group that Race's Boss, the Marconi family, always used as intimidators, or to collect the money owed to them. The three of them were his nephew's.

Spot attacked out of no where, his fists flying, knocking out the first boy without even trying. The other two looked at him like he was insane. Both of them were at least a full head taller then him, and looked like they could snap him easily. But he didn't seem to care. The look in his eyes showed no feeling as they both tried to overpower him.

The fight was bloody and it looked like he was going to win until the taller of the two stood, pulling a knife. Spot had pulled away, not looking. The man smiled about to thrust it up into Spot's chest when a bang sounded and he fell.

Spot gulped, his legs faint as he looked over in the direction where the gun shot had come from. He was terrified that another shot would come out and kill him as well.

Cards stood there, the scar was almost healed over, a gun in her hand.

"Katherine?" He gulped as she cooly lowered the gun.

"Thought you might have needed the help" She whispered. "Come here." She said moving to help him walk.

He limped against her to their apartment, Cards' hand strong around his waist. "Come on" She whispered, kissing his bloody forehead as she opened the door.

Spot sat down gulping as he saw her kneel before him, wiping away the caked off blood and kissing him lightly.

"You followed me?" He asked, his lip cracking open as he spoke.

"Of course." She blinked "I knew there were three of them."

"But you shot him."

"He's dead." She nodded stroking his hair back.

"You didn't need to, I could have dealt with it. And now we're never going to get out." He gulped looking at her.

"We weren't anyway."

"No one's loyal to me though!"

"I am" Cards whispered as she threaded a needle and unbuttoning his shirt, checking for wounds.

"You aren't enough" He gulped "and one of the Marconi's is dead"

"Spot, didn't you notice the doors that opened once you asked?" Cards questioned, looking up at him. "All you have to do is ask, and people will bend over backwards for you."

Spot looked down at her, "I didn't want this" He whispered. "I wanted to be a factory worker, find a girl, get hitched." He reached to her, hugging her tightly. "I want kids" he said "I want to fix all the mistakes that my father made with me with them I want them to grow up happy."

Cards gulped. "I know." She whispered, hugging him, feeling his blood bleed into her shirt. "I know."

Author's notes: I find it important to point out, that Cards is the first to kill someone. God this one is depressing.