Fran's mind: Who's out there that would freak Danny out. Was it another man that was going to hurt her? Was it Mr. Sheffield? Was it one of Danny's backups? Fran thinks about screaming but she thought better of it when she feels the barrel of the gun pressed against her head. She swallowed. Hoping that who ever it was stays where they are.

She really didn't want to have her head blown off. She started to shake. Fran's mind: I gotta do something but if I do, she sighs. I know that he'll fire. She blinks. What if it is Mr. Sheffield that is trying to save me? What if he got shot or killed because of me?

B's mind: what can I do to get this guy to let go of my nanny? No one else but us knows she's in here. I have to do something and fast. B steps forward.

"I'm warning you another step and bang. I mean it. Fran's mind: he would do that. At one time he said he loved me now he wants me dead? What did Heather Biblow do to him?

B's mind: He's such a loser. He wouldn't even know how to use a gun. That's the scary part. He doesn't have it in him to do that cause I'm a witness. A witness! Oh god, oh god, oh god………B slid his feet forward slowly, one at a time. Danny didn't seem to notice but Fran could hear them. Fran swallowed. Her life was in the hands of a madman.

Fran's mind: I wish that person would stay right were they are. He wouldn't make a move unless threaten. Without a second thought Danny pointed the gun at B, who knew that this was not good. Now he was the one that was going to get it.

"I told you not to move. Did I not?" B. swallowed.

Fran's mind: He wouldn't shot who ever it is would he? Fran moved some. Danny swayed the gun back to her head. "Don't you move either." Danny's voice was showing a hint of being irritated with the situation. He wiped the back in the direction on B. "Now back up." B. swallowed and did what he was told. He slowly backed up a few steps. "Now don't move from that spot!"

Fran's mind: He can't make up his mind which one of us he wants to shoot. I know this could go on for hours. I have to do something. Fran could feel Danny's hand loosening up on hers a little. Fran's mind: What's he thinking. That's it. I need a distraction. What I have high heels on right? She looks side to side. Danny was still watching B intently. Now's my chance.

Fran stepped down with all her strengh on Danny's foot. Ah….she lunged for the gun. Both of them hit the floor hard. The gun came lose from his grip and slid across the floor towards B. "Look what you do now." Danny reached out to grab the gun. He strained to hold on to Fran and still reach the gun that was only inches from his left hand. B sees that he can't reach it.

"I don't think so." B kicks the gun farther from him.

"Give me that gun you stupid kid."

"What kid?" Fran looked up and saw B. Fran's mind: B? What's he doing here? Aw…that's sweet Mr. Sheffield sent him after me.

"Fran!" Maggie yells. Danny takes out a box cutter. Hold the newly sharpened blade up against Fran's neck. B. goes to get the gun.

"Don't B." Gracie yells at her brother. But it was too late. B was holding the gun and was aiming it at Danny. Danny pushes the blade deeper into Fran's skin. A line of blood is seen. He thinks her injury is worse then it really is. B's mind: No body hurts the women I love my mom. No body. Brighton thinks of all the times that Fran helped him. He had to do something. He aimed the gun and fired.

"B, no!" Maggie and Gracie yelled at the same time.