"How are you?" I ask Jason once the door behind me is closed.

He semi smiles, his one eye basically closed with a bruise "better then that night from the woods." He brings up the memory and his semi smile grows into a wider one.

I chuckle as well remembering that night "that poison ivy was a bitch."

"Oh, don't go there. You had it so much better than me." He spits back through the grin.

"Yes, yes I did." I don't argue, remembering the injuries he sustained after jumping from a tree on my dare. "I'm sorry this happened to you." I say, stepping closer towards him.

"They say someone cut my breaks, it wasn't an accident." He tells me "I don't think I was suppose to make it out alive." His voice cracks, wincing in pain when he talks.

"I'm sorry." I say again at his words, feeling bad for him in that bed.

He shakes his head "no, I'm sorry." He says, trying to sit up further. I move closer, wanting to help him and take his hand to help "this guy, this guy is coming after me. You were just collateral damage."

"Why is he coming after you? Who is he?" I ask him, his hand still entangled with mine.

"I don't know, just that we share DNA from my fathers side. I tried to talk to him but he shut me out, he won't take my calls."

"You have a brother?" I ask, the familiarity of their faces clearly obvious. I thought he could've had a brother or a cousin after seeing him in Mrs. Blaine's apartment, but I didn't care to think much about him.

He coughs for a moment and points towards a glass on the side table. I grab it, handing it to him and wait for him to finish before taking it and placing it back "It appears so. I just can't bare to think about what happened to you." His head shake further "I am so sorry Addison, it's all my fault."

I sigh, wanting to say it's okay, wanting to forgive him but I can't get those words to form out of my mouth. All I can get out is "I know."

"You know, I came to the city wanting to get back together with you. Some of the best times of my life were when we dated Freshman year." He tells me, looking at me with kindness.

"Stop." I try to defer from having that conversation with him, right here, right now.

"I mean it. I see all my friends getting married, settling down with kids and I thought back to all the women I've been with and yours is the face I see that happening with." His words are kind but don't mean anything to me anymore. Jason was fun, but he isn't someone I wanted to end up with, it's the reason I ended it back then.

"Jason." I sigh his name, trying to find a way to be nice about this.

"I know, I'm not who you want to be with. I just wanted to tell you all this in case I don't get a chance to again." He says lowly.

"Stop, you'll get out of here and we'll both be just fine." I assure him, putting my hand on his forearm and squeezing for good measure.

The door to the room opens and my body freezes when the familiar twitching eyes from Mrs. Blaine's apartment comes into view "what a touching speech!" He smiles, pulling the nurses mask off of his face.

"Jason!" I squeeze his arm tighter now, my legs locking and my heart racing.

There's a gun in his right hand, pointed directly at me but his eyes are staring down at Jason. "Do you even know who I am?" He snarls towards him.

"I, I don't. Why don't you tell me?" Jason says in return calmly.

He snorts out loud "I've always looked up to my big brother, yanno. Wanting to be just like him. Wanting him to approve of me, but I could never meet him. Could never let anyone know who my father was or we would lose everything."

"My father slept with your mother? Paid her off?" Jason asks him, his voice still steady.

My hand stays onto Jason's arm, squeezing with all the fear inside of me. I can't decide if I should yell for help, beg to be let go or just stand there frozen like a statue. The man continues as he keeps his arm steady and pointing at me "He never once came to see me, never once acknowledged us as his family. We were nothing to him. NOTHING!" his voice raises, stepping closer towards us.

I shriek with fear and his eyes come to mine "and her!" he laughs "she was so drunk after that benefit that I figured 'I'd just frame you' with a crime." His smile is wide and devious. "See, you may have went to Stanford big brother, but I'm the smart one! I'm the one who should've went IVY league, I'm the one who should've been the golden child."

"You still can be." Jason tries to regain control of the situation. "My dad, we can call him, get together and talk this all through."

The man laughs louder this time "it's too late for that! I tried everything to get his attention! I raped and killed to try and get his attention and where is he now? He's not even here to see his star child after his accident."

"He'll come here, I can get him here. Just lower the gun." He continues to talk to him as I continue to stay there frozen.

"That's right, he will come here, when I drop you and he needs to identify your body." He steps closer again, but this time the noise of the door opening is what he moved for, grabbing me by my arm and swinging me in front of him, the gun to my temple. "Don't move or I'll shoot her brains out!" He yells forward.

My eyes meet Sonny's as he walks into the room. He quickly throws his arms up in surrender "alright. You're in control here."

"Shut the door!" He demands and Sonny quickly complies

"Shut the door!" He demands and Sonny quickly complies. "Close those blinds." He nods his head towards the window and Sonny twists the blinds closed. "Back to the door." He directs and Sonny listens, still with his hands up.

"Like I said, you're in control. Why don't we start with your name? Mine is Dominick, you can call me Sonny." He offers the olive branch.

"Don't try to butter me up with pleasantries, I know you're a cop. A bad one at that too!" He snarls.

"And why is that?" Sonny asks keeping him talking.

The man laughs, the gun moving against my temple "you're sleeping with the victim! How cliche can you get?"

"What?" Jason asks, eyeing me then Sonny.

"We are not sleeping together." I roll my eyes.

"I see the looks you two give each other. It's the same look you used to give Jason here back in college." The man yells louder at us all.

"We are not sleeping together. You think I'd be able to sleep with someone after what you did to me just like that?" I ask, the rage inside of me stirring.

Sonny speaks out "you think it'd hook up with someone's damaged goods? Come on, give me some credit." His words offend me, and the rage spins further inside of me.

"You knew who I was back in college?" Jason asks, changing the subject.

"I knew who you were my Junior year in High School. We studied genetics, it wasn't hard to figure out my father was not my father. I already knew we were living better then we should have been." He explains. "Wasn't hard to get it out of my mother, once I figured she was lying, I held no reserve on her."

"What? Why didn't you come to me then, or in college, or-" Jason asks, clearly confused about everything.

"Our father had me shipped out of the country, to some mental institution in Brazil when I reached out to him." His hand shakes as he spits out to us "I had to leave that country under a new name and start all over."

"But you did, and you're here." Sonny speaks up, not allowing him to go on "and you're smart, smarter than he is. Everything you've done is untraceable, unable to be connected to you."

"Except the rape." He rubs the tip of the gun against my hair, and his breath flows down my neck and over my body.

"Why?" I choke out, the rage and fear all combining together.

"He wanted you back, and I didn't want that to happen." He simply explains.

I sort of chuckle and snort at the same time "so you had to ruin my life along with his? I didn't do anything to you, ever!" I yell, still pulling at the arm around me.

He wrestles with me "exactly, you never even looked at me. None of you did!" He yells. "STOP MOVING!" He yells into my head pushing the gun tighter against my head and I do as he says, freezing.

"Listen, we can work this out. Just tell me what you want?" Sonny takes a step closer towards him.

"Don't move or we'll all have her brains on us." He reminds him and I hold my breathe, eyeing Sonny with nothing but fear emitting out of them.