Family Bonds: Book 2 of Sista

by Blackstar1979

Family Bonds the sequel to Sista. The the Superstars and Sistas have been through a lot that have carved out bonds where there were none. Will the past rip apart the bonds that have been forged or make them stronger? Reviews are welcomed as always.

30. Chapter 30 The Long Way Home

Chapter 30

The Long Way Home

Jonathon comes awake to pain that felt like someone had been tap dancing on his fucking brain. He opens his eyes the light sent daggers into his already pounding head. He felt nauseous, whatever the bitch put him out with was not agreeing with him. Anger alone wasn't enough. He was exhausted what the fuck had she gave him? He felt weak which pissed him off. He hears what sounded like traffic. Opening his eyes, he fought the pain, and looked around, he was on the ground outside. He was, he didn't recognize any of this place. A female of about 20 walked by him. "Ma'am can you please help me? I." She walked faster. He sounded like a drunk, and probably looked the part. Laying his head back down he had to get home. He muscles himself into a sitting position his equilibrium had other ideas as he pitched over, smacking the shit out of his head, his world quickly faded to black.

Earlier that day at 6:28 a.m. Angel and Joshua's room extension rings startling them both into wakefulness. Angel grabs it and says "hello?" trying her best to calm herself from being brought awake so abruptly. Hearing Cassandra's voice didn't make it any better.

After not getting a ransom note or anything Cassandra and Rapture sit in the den of Ivey Mansion. Cass says "um I'm sorry to wake you, but can you come down to the den for a minute please?" Angel asks what is wrong, saying Cass sounded funny and not ha-ha. Cass hears Joshua asks for the phone. He comes on the line. "Hey, um, like I said I'd rather tell you in person. Rap and I and are in the den." Joshua says they are on their way down now. "Thanks." Moments pass and Cassandra looks around at the little additions to the mantel a picture that she'd taken of JC sat in front of Angel and Joshua's wedding photo. There was now a new family picture taken to replace one that had hung on the wall so long, and stirred up bad memories for both of the sisters every time they looked at it. The new one had Jonathon at one end, and Chase at the other, and in between sat Angel, Joshua, Sophie and Luke. In this picture there were no forced smiles. Her boss, her brother and little sister looked happy. Cass turned away from the picture when the door opened.

Angel and Joshua walk into the den and stop. Cassandra was still in her dress from last night, though she now had on flats instead of the heels. She looked tired, Rapture sat on the sofa and Cassandra paced. "You guys just getting out of the after party? Wow it's got to be going on 7. How was it?" Cass stopped pacing and tells Angel she didn't know where to start, or how much to say, so she went with everything. Angel was struck speechless. Joshua stood behind her and said nothing as well. Glenn's wife Carla Fairchild Jacobs A.K.A Jailbait, had helped, or mastermind abducting her father and no one knew where he was or why he was taken. They'd taken him from his own after party. Angel blinked rapidly as the information crashes into her she leaned back into Joshua who wrapped his arms around her. "First Chase now my dad." Fear mixed with anger as she asked "Where the hell were his event security?" Cassandra says they were in the ballroom, the abduction happened in the corridor leading to the restrooms. "We have to find him, we just have to find him. When did this happened?" Cassandra makes a face but stays silent. Joshua asked the same question, Cassandra says it was brought to their attention by the event security after Jonathon sent a request for help at around 2:35 this morning, they were called in to the booth to watch it at a little after 3. "You know what I was doing at three this morning, I got up, I checked on JC, and made sure Nikki wasn't still up. Then I went back to bed. Where is Gloria, is she okay?" Cass says after seeing what happened, Gloria went back to LEGNA. "She should have called, she could have told me." Cassandra says Gloria went back to LEGNA and that's how she found out who the woman in the video is. "No note, no nothing, what could she want with him? Did you guys, or his event security, call the police?" Rapture brings up the cop's reaction. Cass says when she told Bradley, he said that Officer Tanner was the same cop that roughed up Michael, so it was good there was more than one person in the booth, and that the cop would have known he was being watched. "Don't even get me on the being watched thing. Someone in that fucking booth watched my father get attacked, and taken from that hotel. I'm calling Bobby if local won't do shit, someone has to find him." Angel pulls away from Joshua and walks out the room.

Joshua looked pissed off as he remained where Angel left him, he put his thumbs in his belt loops and asked why they would wait so long to say something. "Joshua we didn't say anything until now, because we figured we'd try to see if they made a demand or something, but since we got no leads. I figured she deserved to know before it hit the news. You didn't see Gloria break down after watching what happened to him, right on the other side of the door she was locked behind. She was…" Joshua says she or Gloria should have said something within the first 30 minutes not the first 3 hours, which was all he was saying. He then excuses himself and leaves the room in search of Angel.

After getting off the phone with Bobby, Angel felt she had to tell Mark. Just like she deserved to know, so did he. She calls him and gets his answering machine. "Mark when you get this message please call me back it's about my dad." Joshua walked in saying he figured she would be up here. Angel sat in the recliner next to JC's crib their baby boy was sleeping, and though she wouldn't wake him just to hold him, she wanted to be near him. She sticks her hand through the bars of the crib and slightly with a feather light touch strokes his little nape. Removing her hand from the crib and placing it back in her lap she looks up at Joshua, who was now standing in front of her. "I called Bobby, he says he will have Joy hack Gloria's phone, and see if he can get a location that way. I called Mark he deserves to know. He didn't answer so I left him a message." At Joshua's look of shock she continues "No I didn't tell him in the message, I just hope he calls back before he gets wind of it from the news. Sophie already called its hit the morning paper and that cop gave an interview saying it was suspected to be a publicity stunt." Mark's face lights up her cell phone screen it was on vibrate. Getting up she shows Josh her phone and walks in the hall.

That afternoon Bradley pulls up to the curb and watches Glenny full force it back and forth on his bike in the yard on the walkway. Getting out he walks to the gate undoes the latch and lets himself in. "Hey sport" Glenny had got used to him by now, he even had gained the title of Uncle Brad. Glenny almost runs into him, he catches the bike in one hand and Glenny's shirt in the other. So the kid wouldn't hit him or take a trip to Ground-Ville, he heads up on the porch, and sees that something was wedged in between the floor and the exterior door, pulling it out he walks to the door and knocks as he walks in. Logan's new home was coming along nicely. They were going to be putting in the window in the space at Logan's old place today. "Hey, Mark sent you something, it was on the front porch." Bradley hands the package to Logan and jumped out of the way when Logan ran outside through the door after reading the letter. He follows in total confusion.

Logan looks at the letter that "was" express mailed. Well he'd have to get a bigger mail box or one with a bull's eye, he thinks as he saw it was dated to arrive yesterday. Opening it after reading it he nearly tripped down the front stairs getting out of the front door. Glenny had got really good at riding his bike, and rode on the walkway from the house to the front gate. He was watching him he never left the front of the house even though the gate had a latch on it, he still never left his little boy unwatched. He'd seen Bradley pull up. While trying not to freak out his son, he ran out and tried to think of something to do to get Glenny closer to the house, if they knew he knew, he didn't want them to just try anything since their cover would be blown. Slowing his pace he runs after Glenny saying he was a dinosaur Daddy and Glenny did as he had hoped, Glenny took off back towards the house. When he gets to the porch he picks up Glenny off the bike and carries in him the house saying loud enough for anyone to hear "Daddy dinosaur got a nice Sport sandwich." If they didn't know his son's name, he didn't want them to. Someone was watching his child. Glenny said he was no sandwich and pinched Logan on the cheek. Now that they were in the house, Logan played it up, like the self-defense really hurt. "Oh roar Oww you got me Sport." Glenny told Brad to eat him. Bradley broke out laughing. "Ok you win no snack for Dinosaur Daddy go grab Chomp I may have a surprise for you." Glenny trucked it back to his room. The moment he was out of the room, the mirth that had taken over Bradley's face was gone, as he asked what was up. Logan gives Bradley the letter and says "Someone is watching my kid. When he comes back, if I'm not back yet just keep him in the house." Logan jogs outside and picked up Glenny's bike. He makes a call to his cousin Beth who said he could bring Glenny over and that Adam missed him. "Great thanks I owe you one." She told him no he didn't, that little boy had stolen her heart faster than a cat lady with a new kitten. "Thanks I think. I'll text Kev later right now I just…." She tells him to hush up and just act normal and make sure he wasn't followed. "That I can do." The thought pattern that stamped itself on his mind was that someone was watching his child, and had even taken pictures. He didn't give a fuck about Carla, but she was out, and somehow she'd put his son in danger. If anything happened to his son he'd never forgive himself and he damn sure would never forgive Carla. Hell, he hadn't forgiven her for the stunts she pulled the night Glenny was first admitted to the hospital. Glenny would only get to stay one night, because tomorrow he had a meeting with Susan and Jack to find out if he would even get to keep his son. A larger fence was in order. Maybe one like he'd built for Mark.

By the evening, the news was spinning Jonathon's story all kinds of ways. One headline made Angel want to throw her fucking phone. She sat in Joshua's music room looking out the window. She turned off the news app. They said her father had planned the whole thing, to get ratings for one of the fucking reality music sitcoms they would be pushing later in the year. One reporter really got an earful when they called her, and got through on the land line. The video was even out and everyone had their own spin. Angel cussed the woman from a national music station out, and told her she'd like to punch her in the back the head and watch her fucking eyes roll to the back. The woman told her anytime. Angel tells her they could do this. Joshua grabbed the phone hung it up and told Angel "NO you can't. That won't help Jonathon, all it would do is get the bitch the ratings her failing network needs. Now Bobby, Joy, and even Logan's State Trooper relatives are out looking for him, so at the very least we know something is being done." Angel rages at him that he didn't understand, her father was out there somewhere and it was already going on a full day of him missing. Anger lit his own tone "Yeah because I've never had the fear and feeling of powerlessness not being able to do something while an important part of my family is missing." She flinched at his tone and went to storm off. "Angel look fighting with me, and going ape shit on a reporter isn't productive." She turns back around, her jade eyes alight with fire and says well since they were yelling at each other, unless he had a better plan of action shut the fuck up. She then stormed from the room. Joshua stayed in the music room if she left the house he would follow her. Pissed at him or not, he would not let her put herself in danger, she was his damn it. No Jonathon wasn't of his blood, but he was one of the only fathers that Joshua would ever claim. The phone rings he grabs it. "Hello" Madam Springer says finally someone had taken out that demon that had killed her Sophia. Before Joshua could say anything else Madam goes on to say she saw on the video that super McBride evidently couldn't take a punch. Joshua slams the phone down with such force, the vibration rung back up his arm as he shakes his hand trying to get the feeling back.

An hour later Angel marches back in. She closed the door and with her anger came the undercurrent of tears. She says that the phone was found but not her father. Joshua said nothing as he walked towards her. She bites her bottom lip, and says it's like he just disappeared. The root part of her mood surfaced and pours cold water on his anger, as she told him the correlation that had planted itself in her head about how now both of her fathers had now been kidnapped by someone related to or working with an ex of hers and that Jonathon could see it as Chase had, as her fault. "Angel stop, please, Jonathon would never blame you. Is that what's been running through your head eating at you ever since you found out?" She nods her head and tells him she is afraid, and there is nothing she can do about it. She feels like she should be doing something, but if the federals, and the state police can't find him. She lowers her head hugging herself. Joshua hugs her, and tells her that they will find him.

Later that night Jonathon came awake this time his head was clearer and his vision didn't fade in and out as it had before. He had more control of his movement as he sat up without fail this time "progress" he thought to himself. He knew not where he was, but the stench of city's BO was a dead giveaway to the filth he had lain in. A light of hope shot through him as he remembered Gloria's phone. Just as quickly the hope is dashed when he discovers the pockets to his pants were hanging out, and there wasn't even lint on the fabric just the dirt from the ground. Just great, he not only sounded like a drunk but looked like a penniless one. He fought all kinds of demons in his younger days, to get where he was in life. Just to be thrown into the fucking street like rubbish. Okay pity party over, it was time for action first step, get off the fucking cold ass ground. No he didn't have Gloria's phone he had no idea if there was a trade of something he couldn't get rid of. Had that female gave him…? He couldn't think about that right now. He had to get away from here. He needed hot running water and lots of soap. He looks up and sees that the sun was cresting the horizon. Great so now he'd at least been missing a fucking day. He grabs onto the dumpster and pulls himself up. Bad move, the smell of the detritus was even stronger here, and it almost made him throw up which would have sent him back to the ground. Moving slowly away from the dumpster he thinks well at the very least they didn't pitch me in there. He needed a few things one, find out where the hell he is. Two get home. Three was get clean, but he needed to keep himself upright, which was a battle in itself. Sitting up was one thing, but standing under his own power was like wondering when you were going to be reintroduced to the ground. He stumbled over his own feet and tilted sideways landing on his shoulder on the building, but he was still standing. He looks around he was in a fucking ally near a bar. The door opens and a bouncer throws a man out of the said bar, and he collides with Jonathon. As Jonathon loses his footing he says "fuck" as he tumbles to the ground with the lush on top of him. Getting his wind back, he pushes the guy off of him, and climbs back to his feet. There would have been no use to shout at him, the guy was out cold. He stumbles away from that bar. He was getting tired again, and still didn't know where he was. Something told him none of his talent had ever played a venue in this area. Three guys walk up on him. "You have got to be fucking kidding me." He mumbles looking skyward. The first guy accuses him of the usual, to the point he mouthed it with the punk "Hey you talk funny." The punk tells him he liked his chain. Jonathon looked down at his clothing, and saw what had come out of his shirt. He'd worn the damn thing so religiously that it even left a tan line. It was a gift from his Angel. She'd got it on her 1st tour and sent it to him. It never mattered what he wore, he'd tucked it in his shirt for almost 12 years now. Looking back at the punk he says. "That you can't have. It's of no value to you." One of them said nice shoes for a homeless guy with an accent. "Look, why don't you, Bo …" he blocked the first punch aimed at his chin, but wasn't fast enough to block the one that sent him to his knees. The bugger gut checked him. He took a swing and that was just worse for him. He tried to ground fight, but with no wind, and only his anger to fuel him, he was losing this fight. The fuckers kicked him on his side and he felt his shoes being taken. As his world starts to fade, and the pain starts to numb, he feels the chain with the little silver heart ripped from its home around his neck. He tries to grab for the guy that ripped the chain from his neck the thug dodges his hand and kicked him in the midsection taking his air, that's when his lights went out.

Austin Winkler the former lead of Hinder, and newest LEGNA employee with his delegation of nameless females get out of his limo and walks towards his favorite bar. He was blowing money, but hell he'd just signed a contract with an agency that had a reputation for making cover bands into real bands last night. He heard the usual guys talking shit. What caught his attention was the voice of the guy in the middle that stood over the three guys, but went down like a ton of bricks. Austin could have sworn that sounded like his boss. Getting closer he sent the girls inside and put his fingers in his mouth, and whistles to get the guys attention. "Guys, why are beating up my buddy here? He's the kind of money that keeps this town afloat." They were 8 miles out of Dallas in a little rundown town called Tans,Texas, population 2,500. The older of the guys holds up a chain and says then it has to be worth more than the guy said and thanked Austin for the tip. Austin didn't like Barner Hits in school, and he wasn't too crazy about the guy and his little henchmen as adults. "He's my boss get the fuck out of here." Barner takes a swing Austin ducks, draws his gun and says "I don't fight fair guys, I shoot first and punch only when I'm out of bullets. Now if you don't want a hole your head you drop the chain you boys drop the shoes." Barner throws the chain at him he catches it with his free hand "Thanks, now Barner take your boyfriends and get the fuck out of here before I unload this here clip into your chest." The guy backs up trips over McBride and runs back down the alley with his flunkies behind him. Holstering his gun, Austin walks over hunches down they'd worked McBride over and good. Sighing he says "Well it looks like I don't even get beer tonight, I got to get you back to where you're from. Okay or at least to were you work. All I know is that you don't belong here."

Jonathon comes awake to the feeling of motion. Unlike his first ride since the party he wasn't handcuffed. Joshua's violin cover of Queen's "We Will Rock You" from the Davenport Lighting Ep he'd released before joining LEGNA was playing in the car. He didn't mind the song, but the fact that the last memory he had was of being attacked by a bunch of crooks didn't help in the personal safety department in his head. His son's rapid angry stringing and Deon's guitar playing was giving his headache ammo. He tried to open his eyes but the sun that had been rising was up now, he kept his eyes closed. "I don't have anything. You have it all." He tries to say over the music. His mouth moved slower than his thoughts he was slurring again and breathing, though necessary, not fun for his ribs. The voice that met his ears wasn't one of the punks in the ally. Jonathon opened his eyes and dealt with the lighted assault on his head. Putting his hand slowly over his eyes. He was laying on the side seat of a limo at least he wasn't cuffed to the floor.

Winkler gets his driver to help get McBride in the limo. Aside from a moan here or there McBride hadn't come around, he was about to have the driver stop at the hospital until McBride said something. Austin turns down the music when McBride starts speaking. "Mr. McBride it's me, Austin Winkler. Hey, you want me to help you sit up or are you good?" McBride squeezes his eyes shut and sat up, well sort of he was kind of sitting at a slant against the back cushion. He slurred what Austin's deal, in all of this was. Austin could see where someone that had been mugged and knocked out would have trust issues waking up in a moving car. "I'm not sure how you got to Tans, Texas, but when I saw those assholes pounding on you. You really didn't seem all that conscious before you hit the pavement, and in my book that's not a really fair fight. So since they weren't fighting fair. I crashed the party." McBride thanks him and winces saying sitting up wasn't good, and lowered himself back down. "I was taking you back to LEGNA. Do you need the hospital? I can call ahead and" McBride says no and asks the time. Austin looks at his phone and said "half past 7 we've just entered Granville North. You want LEGNA or to call someone to pick you up?" McBride gave him a number. Austin dialed it handed his boss the phone. McBride told someone he was safe and then started mumble /slurring.

Jonathon didn't want to go to LEGNA just yet. Angel wanted him to come to Ivy Mansion since his home and LEGNA was crawling with news crews. The last thing he wanted to see right now was a fucking camera. He tells her he was coming to her place. She told him okay and asked him how he got away. Looking over at his newest talent he says "Long story really short, I was thrown out like rubbish, and one of mine own saw fit to bring me back to where I belong." Angel asks to speak to him so she could get his name so they wouldn't get stopped at the gate. Unless he could tell her what they were driving. "His name is Austin Winkler as for the car a limo that's about all I know." He hands Austin the phone and asked him to please give his girl what she asked for, Austin took the phone during his call he leans back and taps the divider telling his driver the address. Thinking of his girl, Jonathon reaches up where his chain used to hang, the slimy bastards had nicked him for his girl's chain. At the close of Austin and Angela's conversation, Austin hands him the chain, it had been in his shoes on the floor right next to him. The clasp was broken but that could be fixed the important part was that he hadn't lost it.

After her conversation with her father who sounded like he was drunk, but said he was safe she'd spoke to Austin Winkler, and got the car information to give to the guard shack. They were to come in through the back gate. She dashes out of their bedroom and into Joshua who was coming back after going to change JC. "Dad got away and he is on his way here." After she explains about the call they dash down the back stairs and out to the guard gate to tell Andrew who had started running towards them, the minute they entered the backyard. Minutes later, a stretch hummer limo with a woman holding a pitch fork painted on the trunk drove up, and stopped in front of them. Before the driver could get out Angel whipped the door open. Her father got out of the car with the help of Austin and she went to hug him. He slowly put up a hand and told her he was filthy and a little unsteady on his feet. "I don't care about dirt you're safe." She hugs him he winces and tells her to let go. Angel stepped back he was serious. "D... Did I hurt you? I'm sorry dad" He looks away from her and says no. Andrew offered to drive them up to the door in the golf cart since Jonathon wasn't steady on his feet. Her dad looked repulsed when he told her let him go. Angel walks back up to the house with her thoughts a jumble.

After thanking Austin and waiting for him to leave. Joshua climbed on the back of the golf cart. Something was up, yeah Jonathon wasn't the cleanest in the bunch right now, but for him to look like he was going to puke when Angel hugged him. Either he was hurt worse than he was letting on, or something was up. When Joshua was abducted after all the shit he'd said to Angel, for her to want to touch him gave him a sense of rightness. "Hey dad, are you okay, I mean other than needing a shower?" Jonathon nods but just looks down at his wrist that were pretty tore up. Joshua knew the look of cuff scares all too well. "She misses you that was all that was. Hell, we all were worried sick."

Thinking about the woman he'd bitten, and the ick that could be running through his system, his grandson wasn't even a full month old, and he didn't want to risk transferring anything to anyone. The muggers in the ally opened him up, and though his blood had dried on his clothing, he didn't want to run that risk. Looking at where the cuffs from the chair and the limo had bit into his skin, he'd wiped a lot of the blood off. Austin had a pack of moist wipes John about used the whole thing, getting the blood and dirt off his face, wrists, and hands. Remembering the bitch in his lap with a camera trained on them before she put him out made his skin crawl. A shudder runs up his spine. Joshua tells him something he hadn't known, the fake prisoner, which got him into all of this was Glenn's wife. "So the fucker set me up for barring him from Megan's funeral, but what does he have to do with the German mob?" Joshua looked confused and said he didn't know Glenn showed at the funeral, and what was that about the mob? "I'll tell you later." They get to the back door and Joshua goes to help him out of the golf cart "Just stop damn-it, don't touch me." Joshua stepped back and put up his hands saying what gives all he was going to do was help him up the stairs. "Look son, I was an idiot and could have very well got something I can't get rid of if you catch my meaning." John muscled his way out of the seat and mountain climbed the back stairs. It was good the railing was sturdy or he would have been on his face. As he gets to the top step his world tilts and he almost falls backwards. Joshua and or Andrew grabbed the back of his jacket and steadied him preventing him from doing a backflip down the stairs. He had to sit down, he'd used a lot of energy and his head is spinning. He points to the chair near the door "Have to sit before I land." His son and Andrew helped him into the chair. He looked at the "what?" expression on his son's face "You're very hard headed you know that, but thanks. That's not a trip I want to take right now." Joshua tells him if this shit didn't clear up soon he was going to the hospital. "I got dizzy is all" he'd lost his grip on the balustrade and felt like he was falling backwards until they righted him. "Just need to sit here for a moment." He was glad the back porch was covered so the sun wasn't in his eyes anymore, which was best for the headache that roared at the light right now. He closed his eyes he felt the floating feeling and opened them, if he hit the ground right now his children would send his ass to the hospital, and he just needed to get this foggy brain under control and he'd be good he was home or at least out of danger. The last thing he wanted right now was to be in public of any kind. He was in a five-star hotel with event security and all it took was timing and he was knocked out and snatched out of his own fucking party. His head and vision stopped with the tilt-a-whirl act, and he gets to his feet. Joshua recommend the downstairs bathroom since one, it wasn't sound proof, and two it was not a lot of steps to fight up or down. He once again thanks his son and heads into the house.

Hours earlier over at Glenn's home Glenn is brought awake by beating on his front door. He gets up off the sofa and heads to the door. "Yeah?" Mark was giving his door hell. This wasn't good the last talk they had was about Glenn Jr. had something happened? He opened the door and ducks as Mark takes a swing yelling at him about continuing to fuck with his family. "What the fuck are you talking about? You know yourself that I left the tour on break on Monday night after fucking up my match. There was a mix up with my plane ticket and I just got home last night. You said leave everyone alone I did." Mark yells something about now he was sending his wife on to the chest board. "Look I know you don't like Carla but my relationship has nothing to do with you. Not a lot of people are on my side here lately including you brother."

Mark hadn't said too much to Glenn since Thanksgiving, but he wouldn't let Glenn throw that shit in his face. "You don't get to play that brother shit with me. I told you until I was blue in the face to leave Angel, my cousin, alone, if you were just going to lead her on, and what did you do, you send her a message about how she was a ring rat because Dave sent you a fucking text message. I thought it was done with by my wedding, but no you found Joshua not there and thought you'd talk to her and ended up scaring her to the point she freaked out and kneed your ass, and was going to hide in her room until you left. Fast forward, we believed you calmed down, got your head out of your ass. You asked me to give you a sign about the Kathy woman, you brought to my house when shit hit the fan, I told you my thoughts and you defended her. The "I was acting shit only goes so far" you not that good of an actor take that to bank, from someone who has shared a stage with you. You got it in your head that you "deserve" Angel. While you were all mixed up in your feelings, your date kidnapped my child. You my "brother", fucked my married sister, showed up at the hospital, and almost got your ass handed to you for continuing to try to talk to my married cousin, that was having problems with her fucking labor. That hospital has those checkmarks in place for a reason, and you put my name on the screen, and waltzed your ass up to the floor." Glenn says he wasn't up there to do anything but talk to Angel, and that he'd seen the news and figured she needed someone, since he didn't see Mark or even Band Troll in any of the shots of Angel going to the hospital. "His name is Joshua call him "Band Troll" again in my presence and you'll be digesting your teeth. You sent my sister off the deep causing her to end her life." Glenn says that Mark was easy to blame him for Megan's death and hadn't even told him about the funeral, he had to find out through locker room chatter, and news rags. Glenn said one word too many as he admitted about his interaction with Jonathon at the funeral. Mark lost it. "So, what for payback you have your little bitch help kidnap Jonathon. I knew you were behind this shit." Mark pushes him backwards and follows it up with a kick to the midsection, sending Glenn to the ground. Glenn tries to say something and gets out he didn't do anything wrong. "That's your answer for everything here lately, sounds like bullshit to me. You finally managed to do something to hurt everyone, not just Angel, not just Joshua, not even just me, but everyone. Where is Jonathon? What the fuck did you have done to my uncle?" Mark punches Glenn and asks him again and again.

Carla is brought awake to the sound of yelling and then what sounded like an earthquake. Hearing Mark's voice made her grab her ring. She ran down the stairs screaming for Mark to leave Glenn alone screaming "He didn't know about Johnny Lee." Mark says he'll bet Glenn didn't, he didn't believe in that much coincidence. Mark turns his attention back to Glenn who had been blocking his punches to the best of his ability while lying on his back. Carla ran up on Mark "I don't give a fuck what you believe stop hitting him." Mark looks up just in time for Glenn to punch him in the side of the head. Mark tries to choke Glenn out for hitting him. "I said stop" Carla slaps Mark with the dart just as Glenn manages to get Mark's hands from around his neck. Mark starts to shake and then passes out with his eyes still fixed in an angry now unfocused glare.

Glenn pushes Mark off on him and glares up at Carla. Then at the green dart under her ring finger. "What the fuck is that?" Carla tells him everything about her job, and why she was doing it. Glenn looked over at Mark sprawled out on his back out cold. No wonder he was so pissed he thought Glenn was out for pay back for the funeral or on another Angel quest. Great, if Mark thought along those lines the others including Angel, were probably on that wavelength as well. Grabbing his hair pulling until the pain cleared his thoughts he then looks up at Carla. "Do you even know what's in there? While you're running around putting people down with it. That shit worked faster than hospital grade anesthetic on a guy three times your size." Carla shrugs. "Get out, I've fucked up everything I've touched and I just can't deal anymore. My number one problem since finding out that you cheated on me has been women. I seem to be attracted to the damaged ones and I'm done. I was going to try to give us another shot since Jr isn't here and I've proved to even myself that some shit happens as far as the cheating, but you just keep pushing me over the cliff. I'm not going down the waterfall in the wooden bucket with you this time around. I loved you, but I'm letting go. Maybe I'm the one that that's damaged. I got 99 problems and most of them are caused by women. I regret so much, and the number one thing I regret in life is you. If I had of listened to him." Glenn points at Mark "I wouldn't have even been at that damn party, and we would have never met. I wouldn't have fallen for your shit. I would have had a chance at a normal relationship, not on the outside looking in." She says he also wouldn't have had those memories when she first had Glenn Jr, when everything was right with their world. Glenn goes to get up he had to get Mark off the floor. Mark's cellphone goes off, Glenn knew the ringtone, he had it on his phone as well, though he might as well delete the profile, because Angel would not be calling him ever again. It was Angel singing the screamo song she sang for Mark's intro for last year's Mania. It just keeps repeating Angel's verse at the beginning and Band T… Joshua echoing her words with the guitar. Pulling the phone out of Mark's shirt pocket he looks up at Carla who hadn't moved and asked her "Why you still here?" Carla throws her hands up and walks to the stairs saying she wouldn't apologize for what she did, she'd do what she was told to keep her son safe with or without him because she owed it to her son to at least give him a chance at life. "Mother of the year you will never be. You should have thought about that before you started beating on him and poisoning his system. You got 10 minutes to grab your shit and leave my house." She runs up the stairs. Glenn opens the call. "Hello Angel listen. Hello?" she hung up. He called back her number.

Angel had called to tell Mark that her dad was back, and Glenn answered his phone. That shock made her hit end. The last person she wanted to hear from right now was Glenn. He sent his wife to abduct her father. Now her dad was back, but she didn't know what was wrong but something was very wrong. She hadn't seen him that pale in a long time, like ever. Though she and Sophie had spoken about the veil of childhood image when Chase was in the hospital, it was one thing to see it through Sophie's eyes, but to see it firsthand was like hitting the side of a speeding roller coaster. Her father telling her to let him go, and the pained repulsion on his face shredded her. Mark's ringtone hit her phone again she answers and Glenn tries to call her name again. "Stop IT" she ends the call. There wasn't an acceptable answer for Glenn's wife's actions.

Joshua comes in the room holding JC, Angel walks over and takes him, sits back down to feed him. Mark's ringtone hit her phone. Joshua goes to answer it for her since it was on the den desk where she dropped it after hitting end. "Don't, it's not Mark." At Joshua's confusion, Angel goes on to say it was Glenn calling on Mark's phone. Joshua asked why Mark would let Glenn call her on his phone." I don't know, now Glenn is with Mark and answering his phone. As you know, I told Mark and he was super pissed and said he'd have a talk with Glenn to see what was behind all of this. Now, Glenn is using his phone."

Joshua says he'll get to the bottom of it because that just don't seem like normal behavior for Mark, when he looks there is a message from Mark's phone Joshua opens it. "Something is going on, he sent you this." Joshua turns the phone around and the little screen depicted Mark laid out on a floor. The phone plays Mark's ringtone again. Angel asks him to answer it, since somehow Mark was knocked out somewhere near Glenn. If nothing else he'd got their attention. Joshua nods and hits send "Hello" Glenn asks for Angel "Nope, you got me what the hell did you do to Mark?"

"Look there is a lot of confusion going on, but I didn't do any of it. I didn't have Jonathon kidnapped or knock out Mark, all of that was Carla. I was trying to tell Angel that when she called Mark's phone, I answered it because I was trying to tell her." Glenn would have rather spoke to Angel but as long as someone from that family knew he wasn't involved. Joshua demanded to know where Mark was right now. "Right now, he's on my floor at my home."

Looking at the picture sent of Mark, Joshua walks out into the hall and says. "You expect us to believe that Carla a person that is described as a short, child-looking woman put those bruises on his face, and managed to knock him out, and you had nothing to do with it. That's rich, bullshit but rich. Hell she didn't fight Jonathon she dropped him with something but there was no fight. Try again you crooked son of a bitch. I'm on my way to pick him up if he's not there, I'll hunt your ass down myself."

Glenn's own anger flared "Look Band Troll, you couldn't take me on my worse day I think I proved that by turning out your fucking lights in your little rat-hole club. Mark and I were fighting and Carla drugged him with something to get him off of me. I know how it sounds but I have video and audio proof."

Joshua was beyond pissed "You better have proof. You got one lucky sucker punch in and think you're the next Ali. That night I was unarmed; you surprised me. Believe me, that shit will never happen again. At Mark's bachelor party, if it weren't for John Cena pushing me off balance, I would've continued dodging you. I wasn't there to fight you, but don't take me not slitting your fucking throat for weakness." Glenn says and then he would be married to Angel and raising JC because Joshua would be in prison. Joshua laughs with no humor "One, Angel would have never married you. You lost her trust even before Mark's party and two, you would have been six feet under if I had of got a hold of you. Speaking of prison that's where you belong for working with a fucking kidnapper, and gee now you've moved even further down the food chain and got your wife out snatching and dropping people for you." Glenn says he didn't have anything to do with. Joshua is already pissed that this fucker was even on the phone but he had to get Mark while he at least remotely could get him back. "Send your fucking address to this phone, I'm on my way." Joshua presses end as Jonathon is walking down the hall. Though cleaner, his dad still wasn't all that steady on his feet. He saw Jonathon almost take out the table near the bathroom.

Jonathon heard his son speaking to what had to be Glenn. "What's going on?" Joshua tells him as he pulls his phone and slides it across Angel's. "I'll come with you." Joshua says he'd rather his dad stay here. "Joshua, there is strength in numbers what if it is a set up? Mark is my kin."

Joshua had the address on his phone now. He looks back up at Jonathon. "Look, dad I know Mark is your nephew, but I need you to stay here for two reasons. One, I saw you almost face plant that table coming out of the bathroom." Jonathon waves off his comment. "The second reason is kind of selfish, it has more to do with what you said. With all the shit that has gone down, if I leave the house Andrew comes with me. That leaves Angel here with JC alone, and if something is going down I don't need to be half aware thinking about her here alone. The last thing I need to happen is for Glenn to pull a double cross like Patrick did. He's already mentioned his delusion that if something happens to me, he's free and clear to marry my wife raise my kid." His dad says the system has been changed. "Yeah the system has been changed, but if you remember for some reason Glenn revealed to Kathy where the main system in this house is and what type it is, it still the same system just upgraded to hell. I need you here. I don't trust him. Hell people were here and if it wasn't for Janet thinking something was up and coming to get you I don't want to think what would have…" Jonathon cut him off and says he'll stay, but recommended Josh still take more than Andrew with him. "I am; Bradley is in town over at Logan's new place." Joshua heads back into the den followed by Jonathon and handed Angel back her phone. She asks what was going on with Mark, as she rocks JC. Joshua tells her what Glenn said, and that he was going to go retrieve Mark. She told him to please be careful. "I have to be, my wife, my son, and dad will be up here waiting for me to bring home our cousin, and I aim to do just that. I got the address and I'll call you with any news ok?" He bends down and kisses JC on the forehead. "You and Grandpa watch out for momma while I'm gone." Angel was more worried than even he was and it showed. He meets her troubled gaze "Hey don't look so worried, Glenn says he has some kind of proof and I'm not going in alone. Now kiss me" she lifts her mouth to his. He kisses his wife and heads out the door.

Logan and Glenny head back home, he finally had good news to share. He'd met with Jack and Susan, and from all of the interviews and the fact that Logan had taken Glenny to get his medical record current with the appointments Susan said he was missing, he'd got Glenny's medical record up to date. His little boy was a champ. There was a lot of Champion stickers given by the doctors and nurses at Sheldon Pediatric Center. They couldn't believe how Glenny would watch them give him a shot, but not move or cry when asked not to as long as Logan could hold his hand when the prick of the needle came, Glenny would look at Logan and squeeze his hand. Logan was no longer under investigation, Glenn Dale Conner was his adoptive son free and clear according to the State of Texas. He felt like shouting it from the roof tops. His son is his. That was such a burden lifted from his heart. The thought that sobered his mood, was the letter by Mark that Carla was tied up with someone that was watching his child. He looked in the mirror as he sat at the red light before they entered their neighborhood, and Glenny had fallen asleep with his head forward resting on Chomp the Crocodile, which lay across his little lap. The light turns green and out of nowhere a car speeds up and cuts him off. Logan slams on the breaks not to put his Diesel F350 up the sports car's ass. When the car slams on its breaks with nothing in front of him. Logan laid on the horn, two guys get out of the car in the middle of the street, Logan saw a glint of something at their hips and hit reverse. Cars honked at him but thankfully got out of his way as he reversed and sped off in the opposite direction. Glenny was awake and telling him he was going the wrong way. "I know Glenny just let daddy drive ok?" Logan was speeding and mentally kicking his own ass. He should have dropped Glenny back off at Kev's where he would be safer, now a fucking 2014 Mustang was chasing him through town, they had to know he knew, or they wouldn't have made themselves known. His windows were tinted and shatter proof since he drove on to his construction sites. The Ivey Seal window package was advertised for falling debris he wasn't about to stick around to find out if it included bullets, those guys had guns and they weren't cops. He blew pass a cop sitting at the end of a street and when it's cherries went off and it started following him telling him to pull over, he was never so happy to see a cop car in his rearview mirror with its lights flashing, in his life. The Mustang had stopped and turned off somewhere. He powered down all the windows and waited for the cop to make his way to the window. Relief of a different kind flooded him when he recognized the cop getting out of the car.

Officer Peter Kinkaid, Logan's uncle walks to the driver's side door and teases him using the family nickname for him. "Squeaky Clean, where's the fire?" Though he knew it had to be a reason his nephew was speeding with Short Stuff in the truck what Logan told him made his hair stand on edge. "If you want I'll trail you to the end of my area, and get you another tail when you cross the county lines. Logan says he was actually going to see if he could go to Kevin's house which was inside of the county. "If that's where you're stashing Short Stuff going there now might lead them right to him. You say he's being watched and the guys were driving a Ford Mustang. Hang tight for moment." Peter walks back to his car and radios in the information Logan gave him about the car and the guys that got out of it. Walking back to the truck he hands Logan a piece of paper. Logan reads it and looks back at him. "My guys will keep an eye out for you both. I have some un marked vehicles roaming today." Short Stuff waves at him and calls him a Polish man. "Close enough hey there Short Stuff." He looks back at Logan "Go there if they stupid enough to go there, they deserve to get caught." He points at the paper.

Logan was going to his parents' house later today but his uncle had a point. Butch lived out in the middle of nowhere, if you were driving up onto the property you had a reason. Row the baby Bull Mastiff Glenny's pet, was at Butch's home it had lot more room for the large dog to run around Glenn had given Megan and he the dog when he signed over Glenny. Looking in the review mirror he says to Glenny "Hey Sport want to go see Row I bet he misses you?" Glenny gave him the biggest smile ever, and started talking about his pet and how he was going to hug him but not hard. Two hours later they pull into the yard. Penelope comes outside and takes Glenny out of his car seat. He hugs her and greets her calling her Granny Mommy. She looks at her son "Peter called are you alright Logan?" Sighing he says yeah as they walk to the back door. He looks around, and asked where Row was. "He's with Butch, going for a jog. That dog is very well behaved to be so big." Logan says he almost had the large gate up in the back yard of his new home, so it wouldn't be much longer that they would have to keep Row. "He's really no bother, Butch likes him around." Glenny says but Row is his doggie not hers. As if he'd heard his young master from where ever he'd been, the large dog bounds towards them.

Logan steps in front of his mother who is holding Glenny and orders Row to sit. The large dog sat at the bottom of the stairs. Penelope puts Glenny down and watches as he climbs down the back steps, and hugs the huge dog's neck. Row licks him in return. Butch comes walking out of the woods that ran along the back of the property with the broken leash in his hands, shaking his head. Logan thought for the thousandth time that maybe Megan wouldn't have been so quick to hurt, or toss Glenny around, if Row was at the house. Stopping that train of thought, he greets his dad that had the day off. Logan announces that Glenn Dale Conner was his son for good according to the agency. His parents were happy and suggested a little get together. Logan sobered and told them what had him here earlier than what he'd told them before. Butch told him even more a reason to have a get together, the house would be crawling with cops, and if someone was watching seeing at the very least 20 cruisers pulling in would deter a smart person from making a move. Logan shrugs. His mother says they wanted to do this not only for that reason, but to officially welcome Short Stuff into the family. That made Logan smile because Glenny was his son plain and simple. It was revealed that Tracy turned out to be an excellent character witness for him when interviewed. He was just glad she didn't try to screw him. He'd have to call her and tell her the good news along with a thank you. When she told him what she'd done, he'd been beyond pissed and kind of hurt with the stuff that threatened to take Glenny out of the home. Sophie had been interviewed as well as a few others. Jack told him that Susan's interview of him and Glenny held a lot of weight because of how Glenn Dale and he interacted and how much Glenny had improved with communicating. In the final interview today, Glenny wasn't withdrawn, he answered the questions asked of him as long as he could see Logan, or hold his hand he was a little open book. They wanted to take him in the next room, the minute Logan got up so did Glenny. Though Glenny sat back down when asked, as Logan left the room. He watched his son's calm playful nature disappear, Glenny shut down on them. To get more than Glenny staring at the door they put head phones on Logan and asked Glenny questions. In that point in the interview Glenny was made to turn away from him. They spoke about everyone they interviewed except Glenny, either way, his son is his.

Gloria arrived at Ivey Mansion and had to call the house to be let onto the property. Frank then let's her go through the gate after getting a message from the house. She is nervous not knowing what to expect. Angel had called her and told her that Jonathon was at her home. She thanked Angel and asked was she ok. Angel said fine and hung up. Cassandra rode with her they'd been at LEGNA, and Cass told her how Angel reacted to the news and that she said they should have told her sooner. Gloria thanks Cass for telling Angel because after seeing John incapacitated and snatched on the other side of the door she was locked behind, she just didn't have it in her, to speak to his girl.

Jonathon spoke to Angel after Joshua left. Angel asked him if he wanted to hold JC. Saying no and seeing her reaction, he explained the parts of his abduction he could remember, and the part about the risk as he saw it since he knew he bit the woman. The partial relief on his girl's face was puzzling. She then floors him with the thought pattern that had been plaguing her since she found out that Glenn's wife was involved. She'd thought he would blame her as Chase had when Sophia and Braden her ex-beau, kidnapped him. Once again Jonathon saw that flicker of uncertainty when he'd first come to the states in his girl. He tells her even if he'd known who the woman was before now, there is no blooming way he would have blamed her. She says that's what Joshua told her. He tells her that Joshua was smart when he wanted to be. That got a smile from his girl. His grandson had been fed and was now back asleep. Angel excused herself to go and put him in his crib, before leaving the room her phone rings, she answers the phone and tells Frank to let the person through. The atrium door opened and there in the doorway stood his Gloria.

Gloria walked into the house, and her breath catches in her throat at the sight of John walking out of the den. He had bruising and was quite pale even for him, but other than that, he was here safe. Cassandra asked how he was doing Gloria forgot the young lady was with her, it was like everything fell away, and they were the only two on the planet. "John" She runs to him but when she goes for a kiss he closes his eyes and moves his face. Telling her they had to talk. "What's wrong, what's happened?" he asks her into the den she follows him in, he closed the door and speaks of a stupid attempt to stop an assault. Gloria's eyes narrow at the thought that the little bitch that staged his abduction could have very well given her fiancé a sexually transmitted disease. He must have taken her silent fuming as a point to continue, he says he realizes how stupid it was to bite her, but with his wrists and ankles bound there wasn't much in the way of another defense. He runs his hands through his still drying hair. When the sleeves on his long-sleeved shirt slid down she saw the marks left on his wrists from the restraints. He filled the silence with more chatter. She knew what he was doing, he thought she was angry at him for trying to defend himself. "John stop, I'm not upset with you. I'm angry at the little strumpet's actions. She took you away, and I'm just glad your back. Hopefully, she just said it to mess with you." He tells her he wasn't willing to take that risk.

Seeing his lover so near and wanting to do more than just hug her and never let go. Sighing he puts his hands at his sides then folds them across his chest he was fidgety. His doctor had a lot of work on her hands. Jonathon wanted to be tested for any and everything under the fucking sun. Gloria had pointed out that it could have just been a very well-orchestrated mind fuck. Well mission accomplished and he wasn't going to gamble with both of their lives. The fact that his last memorable vision of the whore, was in his lap talking some rubbish about a fucking ring, didn't give him a warm and secure feeling about whatever, if anything, happened while he was unconscious. Now the bitch had taken down his nephew to give Glenn the upper hand in what was most likely a fair fight. He felt dirty even though he'd used an entire bar of soap, with the water as hot as he could stand it. He also owed his children another guest toothbrush, and a brand new bottle of Listerine. Gloria stood before him with her arms wrapped around her. Not kissing was hell he had to touch her there was no way, he would be able to stay clear of her all together he hugs her to him. That is where they stood. He'd been so worried that she was locked behind the bathroom door ill. When he'd woke in the limo secured to the floor, he'd wondered how much to believe of the events that led to his capture. Finding out that Gloria wasn't truly unwell was a relief even in the face of being in danger himself, at least his woman was safe.

Angel comes back down the stairs and sees Cassandra sitting in the atrium on the sofa. After speaking to Joshua and her father, she wanted to make sure that her sister in law wasn't sore at her for her behavior. Right now Cassandra was a trusted friend, but Angel had seen her other side and very much preferred to stay on the woman's good side. "Cassandra I" Cass looked at her and her words, or prepared statement vanished. "Look, I'm sorry for going off at the very least you told me and..."

Cassandra knew this side of her sister in law she knew what was behind Angel's outburst, it was the same thing lining her head as she'd told her, fear. "Angel I know, it is okay, I'm just glad he's back, he is in there with Gloria right now. Thanks for calling and telling us." Angel says she felt she had to and would have anyway. She continues with she just didn't want any backlash from her negative response, and wanted to make sure they were still ok. It stung that her siblings thought what? That she was would flip out and return to scratching them and screaming at them for what, because they feared for Jonathon, and had just received information that turned their world on its ear? She understood where her little sister was coming from, because the sooner told the more you think you can do, but she also knew that it was just a good thing Jonathon had somehow got away, because they had no leads. She assures her little sister that they are as she had asked, still ok. Cass changed the subject "So is my little brother here or at the club?" Angel's relived expression tensed as she spoke of where Joshua had gone, and why. "Oh wow, Um, I'm sure Bradley will go with him. They will be fine. Hey, I got Jonathon-Chase something." Cass pulls her latest gift for her nephew out of her purse, it was an adult palm sized colorful ball. Angel looks at it and says she thinks JC is too young for playing catch. "No, I'm not going to launch it at him, he will be two months soon, and I read somewhere that he will be able to grip it because he will be able to notice more of his surroundings. It's also big enough so he won't be able to swallow it." Angel thanks her and takes the ball.

Joshua and Bradley, followed by Andrew drive into Dallas. Bradley calls Logan "Um, I'm not at your place anymore. I'm heading to Dallas with Josh to go retrieve Mark, apparently Glenn or his wife done lost their minds, and knocked out the big man like they did Jonathon." Logan tells Bradley that he would join them but he was still far away in Houston. Bradley says for him to just handle his business in Houston. Joshua got back behind the wheel of his truck from filling his tank at the gas station. Bradley had caught the glint of his baby brother's crossed knives on his belt. If Glenn so much as got close enough for anything to jump off, Bradley wouldn't hesitate to keep his baby brother unharmed.

Glenn had sent his address to Angel's phone. Band Troll said he was on his way. Glenn somehow doubted Angel would come along. If Band Troll wanted round three, that could be arranged. He looks over at Mark who was still unconscious, but he'd at the very least with reluctant help from Carla, got him off the floor. Carla went back upstairs when she came back down with her bags, she told him that she called her boss and her boss told her if she wasn't here they would go after Glenn Jr. He couldn't believe that she would call the woman. Who was he kidding, this was Carla he was talking about, she was just as backwards as him it seemed. He was caught between a rock and a hard place. He didn't want anything to happen to Glenn Jr. and he sure as hell didn't want Carla under his roof, but putting her out would surly put a target on Glenn Jr's head. Glenn looks out his front window, maybe it was time for him to leave, just up and get the fuck out of here, but if Band Troll came and he wasn't here he would look guiltier if that was even possible.

Andrew had radioed ahead to Dallas to get some back up, his field commander, Bobby Ivey, would have his ass writing parking tickets for the rest of his life if this went south. Andrew for one didn't want to be anybody's meter maid. Davenport pulled in the driveway he and his brother gets out of the truck. Andrew gets out looking around he didn't have to stay outside unless Jacobs didn't allow him inside his home, and even then if he for any reason thought Davenport was in danger he would go in any fucking way.

Inside Glenn's home right before Band Troll pulled in, Carla comes back down stairs. He looks from the window in time to catch her walking over near Mark on the couch. "Is he coming around?" Carla looks up like she'd been caught doing something then shakes her head saying it made sense though since Mark was leaner than Jonathon. "You never did tell me what's in that shit?" She asked him so what was this proof he was shouting about earlier. "Never, you, mind, that."

She says "I hope you're not talking about the recording system, I disabled that last night." She saw it in his face he thought he would catch her ass here on video like he did before, that pissed her off. She says "Glenn, I learned from my mistakes, I will not have another jury look at me and in ten minutes flat send my ass up the river. That just won't do, that would still count as me not being here." He said he wasn't even going to turn her in or nothing he just wanted to clear his name with Mark and people coming to get him. She shrugs. "Sorry, I just can't have my boss's men on video or audio, they know about the system and how to tell if it's on. It's been off since I came back this morning." Suddenly Mark grabs her wrist his half closed eyes were still open enough to glare at her. "Mark let me go." Glenn echoes her words. Carla tries to pull her wrist out of his hand. Mark slurs what happened? "I did what I was told." Mark slurs by who? Glenn goes to explain she cuts him off and says "by my husband," Glenn looked pissed and yells that he didn't do shit, and that Mark just had to believe him. She turns and bends down closer to Mark's face "see we're both prisoners, he holds my leash." Mark says someone was lying that they both couldn't be telling the truth. He slowly reaches as if to grab her. Carla looks away from Mark at Glenn. "Please Glenn don't make me do it anymore." Glenn starts crossing the room towards her that's when she hit Mark again and dashes into the kitchen. Her plan had worked, Mark had let her go and went back to sleep and since she'd sent his ass back under, Glenn didn't come after her he went to his friend. A car door slams outside. He runs farther away from her back to the front of the house as she watched him from the kitchen door. He looked out the window then back at her.

Glenn was so royalty fucked. Mark had been coming around, and Carla set him up. He wanted to run in there and beat her ass. It was bad enough he had no proof if she shut the system down properly. Then he remembered with growing dread when Mark was beating on the door. Glenn had gone and just pulled it open, no beep, no front door disable, nothing. Now Band Troll and his merry men had made it here, and Mark was back out cold this time on the sofa. He still hadn't found out what the fuck was in those things, and Carla didn't seem too concerned. Glenn felt like every time he thought he had both ends together, Carla came and moved one of the ends sending his ass deeper in to a hole. He agreed not to force her out of the house for the safety of Glenn Jr. and what she repay him with? She told his longtime friend that probably wouldn't ever forgive him again, that he was the maestro of this shit. Band Troll was walking towards his door and his little fleet wasn't far behind. He turns back to the kitchen. Carla looked at him as she ducked out the back door. Well at the very least he wouldn't have to explain why she was still here. As soon as Band Troll got on the porch Glenn opened the front door. Again no message saying it was disable or nothing. What happened to his auto reset he wondered? That was the first time he thought about all the time that elapsed if Band Troll was in Grandville his friend had been out almost two and a half hours and then put back to sleep. Band Troll stared at him and waited for him to move out of the door frame. Glenn saw the kid was on edge and tries his best not to fuck with him. Served his little ass right though, for talking shit on the phone. "Not so tough in person huh? I said you, can come. I didn't say your men in tights was welcomed in my home. So tell your flunkies to step back or this is over before it starts." Band Troll turned to his two followers and told them he had this. "You got what exactly?"

Joshua stands in a relaxed pose with his fist clenched around the handle of both knives, taking a breath he says as he tries to get a visual around Glenn to where Mark is he glances up meeting Glenn's cocky smirk not raising his head "Look Glenn, you don't like me I get that. I don't like you it's no news flash, but I didn't come here to rumble with you, I came here to get my cousin." Glenn nods and steps back. Joshua steps into the house. Seeing Mark out on the couch, Joshua moves over to his cousin. "I'm going to assume since Mark is supposedly such a close friend of yours that you have at the very least tried tap and shout." Glenn says that Mark had come around a few minutes ago, Joshua looks back at him. Joshua just wanted the proof and to get Mark out of here. The big man was not responding to him calling his name or tapping him on the arm. If he woke up Joshua could help him to his feet. Josh wasn't dumb enough to believe he could lift Mark on his own. Mark was 6 inches taller than him and outweighed him by a good 100 pounds or more. Glenn says Carla hit him again after he woke. Joshua stopped tapping his cousin's arm and calling his name. When he turned around Glenn was too fucking close. Joshua stood in front of Mark's prone form and glared at Glenn. Bradley was watching him through the front door's windowpane. They had figured Glenn would try this separate shit. "I need my brother to help get Mark out of here." Glenn says he wasn't letting that punk in his home on him. "I can't lift Mark on my own. It would have been smarter for you to just call the fucking cops and get Mark help, instead of dragging him around your fucking living room. So where's this proof you have? Because at this moment, this shit look suspect as fuck." Glenn steps closer. Joshua pulled his knives and held them to his sides. "Look once again I'm not here to fight with you. I'm just here to get Mark the help, his friend, has denied him for almost 3 fucking hours." Glenn advanced and gets in Joshua's face Joshua pulls a reveal and goes into a defensive stance with his knives ready. Joshua once again doesn't tilt his head but meets Glenn's angry glare with one of his own. He sees Andrew in the doorway out of the corner of his eye and refocuses on Glenn "This doesn't have to happen, step back Glenn let me get Mark help. You don't want to fight me right now, you don't even want to swing or make any fast moves towards me, you want to step back. As Much as I'd like to send your crooked ass to hell right now, it won't help Mark. Step Back." Joshua growls ready for anything.

The kid was chomping at the bit watching Glenn advance on his brother. Andrew taps Bradley on the shoulder telling him to move away from the door. For a quick moment Andrew could see the war going on in the kid's head as he steps off the porch. Andrew slowly opens the door drawing both Davenport and Jacobs's attention, he walks over in between Davenport and Jacobs facing Glenn. "Jacobs Step back." Glenn walks backwards mere inches. Andrew sighs "My men are outside. They have medical transit for Mr. Callaway. Now if you are done with this little macho show I'd like to get this man help." He points at Callaway. Jacobs stepped forward still glaring at Davenport. Andrew puts his hand on his gun and his other on Glenn's chest "I suggest you cool your temper, no one is here to play with or jump you if you make a move toward myself or Davenport, I will stop you anyway I have to." Glenn walks back and leans on the far wall with his arms crossed over his chest like a petulant child that had been scolded. He mumbles Band Troll gets to draw weapons on him but he can't fucking react in his own house? Joshua says he got Glenn's Band Troll right here. Andrew turns to Davenport. "Davenport, if my men come in here with you standing here like this, they might get the wrong idea, put away the cutlery. We came to help Callaway that's what we're doing." Andrew watches the same war that waged on Bradley's face take hold of Joshua. "I get it tempers are hot, I need you to cool off because right now this is under control, a blood bath isn't going to help any of the parties involved. Put it away so I can get your cousin help."

Joshua sheaves both of his long blades and clips them back into place. As pissed as he is, Agent Andrew Stark had a point he had told himself not to rise to the bait, but when Glenn walked up on him all bets were off. If Glenn had of made any sudden move Joshua would have gutted his ass where he stood. He tells Andrew what Glenn said about "Carla" putting Mark back under just before they arrived. Andrew, while still making eye contact radios his men that had been waiting down the street. Joshua had drove right by the guys that had just walked in and over towards him he remembers he was standing in front of Mark and moves out of the way. as they check on Mark.

Andrew ask Jacobs where Miss Fairchild-Jacobs was right now, he shrugs. He asked what drug was used to render his friend unconscious. Again with the shrug. "Mr. Jacobs you told Davenport you had proof of your innocence. Now your claiming to have no proof and you don't know anything just that your wife keeps dropping people like flies. Do you know why? Can you at the very least tell me how this episode came about?" Glenn asked was he being detained. "Yes sir" Jacobs says he wants to speak to his lawyer before he answers any more questions. "Okay, if that's how you want to play it." Glenn says he just didn't see a win for him if he kept answering these type of questions. "Are you afraid the truth might slip out?" Glenn says nothing. Andrew calls one of the local officers of the STOP team over that arrived with the med crew. "Lt Homer Kincaid will be happy to take you down to the station. Since you have nothing to say to me." The officer speaks to Jacobs as if he knew him, and then reads him his rights. Andrew watches the med crew take Callaway out on a stretcher. He turns to his charge Joshua Davenport "you ready?" Davenport nods and heads to the door. "They got Callaway loaded in the med vehicle he's on his way to Sheldon medical Dallas Center. Jacobs is on his way to the station. He's either unwilling or unable to give me any answers and right now he's the only physical person of interest we have." Joshua says sucks to be him and gets in his truck. Andrew follows the Davenport brothers that follow the med vehicle to the hospital.

Paula and Janet are at their home, Janet is packing to go back to Angel's, the accountant that Janet would be shadowing was back in town again and Janet would be going to Ivey Enterprises for the next two weeks. Paula had texted Mark he'd said he was stopping through for a few days and then would be back on the road. Her cell phone rings as she telling Janet no on an outfit. "Honey you can't wear shorts to that office. I like the shirt, hold on someone is calling." Paula pulls her phone and sees a Dallas prefix "Hello?" Paula's blood runs cold as the automated line picks up and ask her information. "Yes this is Paula Callaway, Yes I give permission. Where are you OK I'm on my." Paula ends the call and runs from Janet's room saying "We got to go we got to go now. Help me get the twins dressed we have to go." Janet asks about her outfits and who had called. Paula turned around and said "Janet, your dad is in the hospital, right now I really don't care what you wear, just help me out please." Janet ask more questions. "I don't know, all I know is where he is and that he can't answer for himself." Paula grabs the diaper wipes to shove them in the diaper bag, and the thing takes flight to the floor. Trying not to lose it, she bends down and picks them up in a hard fist and angrily shoves them in the bag. Janet stopped asking her questions which was a relief, because her mind is on Mark and what the hell could have happened? Dallas was 2 hours away. They finally after what seemed like an eternity are on the road. Paula tried her best not to speed. Every song that came on her programed stations was like torture. She had a mental response for every song that played. Yes she wanted Mark to wake up. Though she thought of Mark as her angel, Paula would rather he stay in his corporal form. Finally she just couldn't take music anymore and shut it off. Her phone plays a text tone. Janet points out she'd missed a few. Paula knew that if she was too late the hospital wouldn't text her they would call but she still feared what might be on the other side of those text messages. "Read'em, Please baby girl" Paula gives her girl her code, and Janet reads a few from Joshua saying he tried to call her, but it had went to voicemail, Janet says the time stamp was just under 2 hours ago. So he'd called just minutes after the recording. "Call him back, and put his butt on speaker phone." Joshua didn't call anyone to just shoot the shit, especially not her. He'd talk to you in person sure, but he wasn't chatty on the phone. Joshua answers on the first ring. "This Paula, and Janet you called me what's going? I know we are on our way right now. They called me a few minutes before you did." Joshua was in Dallas in the waiting room he tells her that he'd rather tell her in person since she was on her way. "I'd rather you tell me now what the hell happened to my husband." He asks her could she take him off of speaker phone and still be safe driving. "Yeah, Janet get my ear thingy out of the glove box. Putting in her Bluetooth Janet switches the call to the ear piece. "Now talk" Joshua tells her everything "What the f… He said he was going to go talk to him and then he was coming home. They were fighting no offense but he couldn't have … Yes I'm Listening to you. I just can't believe this … She what? Twice so he was coming around and that… Yeah I know Angel called and told me that John got away. She didn't tell me that my man was. Ok I get it she didn't know all the details, no I'm not mad at her. I'm pissed at Glenn I know with all that has happened Mark was pissed, but for Glenn not to get him help or just call you guys instead of the freaking cops. No I'm about 20 minutes away. So Glenn is in jail right now, and that bitch is running loose?" Janet points out that Paula was now doing 95 "Hey, I have to get off here so I can get my foot out the tank. Bye." Joshua's words were pissing her off. Easing her speed down to 70. This was a custom built truck she didn't need to be going that damn fast because soon she would have been doing 120 and not even feeling it with her kids in the truck. Joshua sent one last text message to her. He must have heard Janet because that little shit had told her to slow down and to please be careful. If Speed Racer, was telling her to slow down, it spoke volumes about her speeding. She'd cut almost 25 minutes off the two-hour commute.

Paula parks and jumps out of the truck. Joshua comes out, she tells him to help Janet get the twins in their stroller. He says ok and heads around the truck to help Janet who is pulling the stroller out of the truck bed. They get the twins loaded and head in. Hours ticked by, Paula paced. The paperwork was updated, Joshua held Katie Jade who had started crying. He rocks her and talks to her quieting her. Katie was so much bigger than JC. A doctor comes out of the back Paula runs at her asking about Mark, but the doctor shakes her head no and walks pass her to a woman that had been there since they all arrived. Everyone wanted to share their stories in this captive audience setting. Joshua wanted one thing for a doctor to bring their ass out here and tell him something about his cousin. He hands Janet Katie Jade, and gets up for his thirtieth lap around the waiting room. When the woman that had been talking to the doctor starts screaming no he didn't come here to die. Joshua cringed at the look on Paula's face, walks over to her, getting in her visual line breaking up the transfixed stare she cast on the scene. It sucked that the woman in the corner that had been a gangbanger's girlfriend wouldn't get to see her baby's father again. Joshua stood in front of Paula and she just stepped forward and hugged him no words, no tears, just a hug. He patted her back while keeping an eye on Janet who was now rolling the duel stroller back and forth. Letting go Paula crosses her arms back over her chest and walks away, to continue wearing a hole in the ugly linoleum pattern. Joshua sent Janet with Bradley for sodas Paula sits down where the teen had been seated and starts rolling the stroller back and forth.

Paula wanted fucking answers now damn-it, what was happening back there? She was angry and relieved at the same time that the doctor bypassed her. The pregnant young lady with KBH tatted on her cheek wasn't quiet, Paula knew the woman's situation. Mark wasn't out robbing a jewelry store like Barner Hits, the baby's father. He hadn't been shot by the store owner but the thought that this hospital had lost a life today was unnerving. Paula wasn't a young fool, she knew there were risk and situations that couldn't be fixed by the best surgeons. The woman had driven her baby's father here he'd been shot 3 times. Paula's thoughts were spinning out, and her patience was as thin as rice paper. The woman gets on her cell phone crying and telling someone named TB Cat that Barner didn't make it. She said she drove from Tanz as fast as she could, and she was too late. They weren't able to wake Barner. Tuning out the woman, so she wouldn't end up mental putty on the floor, Paula watches Joshua walk around and around the waiting room. A thought hits her was time on her husband's side? She wanted to ask Joshua more about what the hell happened. Why hadn't Joshua called the police from his home in Grandville South? No, Glenn hadn't called but Joshua nor did Angel after receiving the address. "Joshua, I have a question before baby girl and Bradley gets back." He turns on his 35th rotation around the damn 30x30 room and drops into the seat next to her. "Why didn't you just call the cops? You said Glenn gave you the address. I just pray to god you weren't too late."

Joshua gets up and walks to the door. Looking out to see if Janet was walking back and partially to try to ignore the unwanted scrutiny from the family that was sitting across from Paula and the twins. He'd asked himself the question on the way here. On the way to Glenn's home, he had one goal do better than he did for his father Michael. Cass had called him and he'd hung up, and it had caused his father to be attacked by Bradley. Though he didn't know how long Jonathon had been out from Carla's drug, he was up moving around now. Joshua felt helpless when Jonathon was abducted. He couldn't sit on his fucking hands again. Hell sitting back and calling the police wouldn't have solved a lot of shit in his life. He knew he was all action and should have at the very least called them, even if he was still coming down here which he would have. He thought of what if Angel had of just called the cops, he would be dead that's what. Same with his parents, if Sally just called the cops that night, and hadn't got as involved as they did meeting the ambulance at the hospital he would have probably been returned to his parents for the final round. Hell he didn't want to know what would have happened if they had waited for the police, Feds included, to capture April. They all could have lost so much. If it weren't for Luke turning his old ride into a pancake, he would have lost his life and the life of his wife and child. People were staring at him he didn't give a shit about them. His cousin was asking him a question. So he prefaced his answer with "I acted before thinking it all through. All I kept thinking was I know where he is and he needs my help. Since Jonathon was awake I figured Mark would be by the time I got there, I figured wrong. Like I said Glenn said Mark was coming around and even grabbed Carla where she couldn't get free then she stuck him again mere minutes before I got there. Had she not done that, I believe I would have been able to walk him out of there. My number one goal was to get here and get him out of that damn house." A few people start chiming in, one guy told him he had Short Man's complex. From Sophie and his close family, it was funny, from some ass in a Nike outfit that is only here because he encouraged his toddler to fight a 10-year-old Joshua didn't find it funny, and he was already in a foul mood. He wanted to tell them all to fuck off, instead he stormed out into the hall. Janet came back up the hall and handed him a Pepsi he thanks her, but doesn't return to the waiting room. Bradley stops in front of him and asked him was he alright he shrugged and says "I need to get out of there for now if the doc comes just come tell me." Bradley nods and walks back in the waiting room. Joshua walks down the hall texting Angel when he finds the safe calling sign that was posted. He'd seen too many of these rooms too many of Luke's centers in the past year. Paula comes out the door looking around. "Paula" She walks half way he meets her 5 feet away from the door. She said she thought he'd left until Janet came back with one less drink. He holds up the empty can he was about to pitch. "Like I told Bradley, I won't leave, but I'm not going to stay in there and stay calm while people that don't know shit about me talk shit to and about me. Especially from some blowhard that encourages his 4-year-old to fight, and then wants to be the first one to throw verbal dirt in a situation he don't know shit about. All I can say to what I said in there, is reasons I had a lot of shit going through my head and a hell of lot of reasons." Janet pokes her head out and says the doctor wanted them. Paula bolts for the door almost knocking poor Janet over. Joshua follows at a more sedate pace. Seeing Middlebrooks take Paula to the back was a good sign Joshua hoped.

Dr. Sandra Middlebrooks waits until Paula enters her office and closes the door. Skirting her desk she silently offers Mrs. Callaway a seat. Lucas was the Callaway's doctor of record, but with him out of town she was his acting head physician at his centers. "Markus came in with two very high doses of PCP and a Heroin derivative in his system." Paula looked on the verge of tears. Sandra forces herself to continue speaking. "This drug compound works differently in different people. With Mr. Callaway it activated his anger and hallucinations. What took so long, was we had to find an internist that would clear us to sedate him in order to treat him. Right after we'd discovered what was in his system through blood testing Mr. Callaway woke up in our OR very violently screaming they wanted him, and injured one of our staff. To protect him from injuring himself, we had to sedate him to give him the medicine which has already started drawing the drug out of his blood stream. He is now asleep, his vitals are strong, but he's under watch in our ICU." Paula asks can she see him. "Yes ma'am, you may visit him, if he wakes violently, I know you love him, but please remove yourself from harm as quickly as you can. In these situations, I cannot allow minors in the room. He will have to remain here for a minimum of 72 hours under watch because of the fact that both of the drugs he took are mind altering in nature with such a large dosage, it is clear that he may have been trying to commit s…" Mrs. Paula Callaway went off screaming and cursing her out. When Paula stood and got in her face Sandra didn't even blink. This little blond was very Intense as she told Sandra that her husband was drugged he didn't do it to himself, and if this hospital put that in his file, she was going to sue the shit out them. "Mrs. Callaway I wasn't aware of how the drug was introduced into his system only that it existed. He came in I was called from another location, I came, I diagnosed and treated his condition." Paula covers her face then asks for a moment by putting up a finger. Sandra remains standing in front of the woman but says nothing. Paula then tells her what Joshua had told her. "Once again I wasn't aware of this, but thank you for the clarification. I may need to speak to Joshua if that is ok?" Paula asked what room was Mark in saying she didn't care who the doctor wanted to talk it out with, she wanted to see her husband. Sandra tells her the room number and the directions on how to get there. Sandra walks back into the waiting area, gets Joshua's attention he rises and follows her into the back. In ten minutes flat she had the whole picture and dismissed Joshua before the anxious young male walked a hole in her rug. She called her patient that had called her office phone and asked him questions. His response was said in his usual tone but she heard something else. When Jonathon L MacBride told her of his abduction, she didn't fain surprise he could read her even over the phone. He asked had she seen his nephew since she was calling from her Dallas office. She told him only that Mark had been treated and was recovering from his ordeal. "If you want you can come." Jonathon told her driving for right now was out on his part. When he told her that he kept getting bouts of nausea and dizziness any time he blinked for more than a second and that by closing his eyes bouts of dizziness came on in sudden bursts that had almost taken him to the to the floor a few times since returning. She instructed him to get someone to take him to her private Practice office there in Grandville South across from the hospital. He asked what time. Looking at her watch she says give her 45 minutes. Sandra pulled up Mark's screen on her computer and saw that Paula was sitting by his bed in the only chair that was provided. She types in messages for the rotating staff and calls Ivey Transit and booked their fastest route back to her home office. Jonathon is her patient not only for physical but for therapy. She writes things in her ledger as she boards the Ivey Transit Helicopter and fastens her harness.

Jonathon gets to his feet forcing himself not to blink. His eyes watered and made his head hurt from the strain, but if he closed them, he hated the floating sensation that accompanied merely walking into another room. When he'd been standing there holding his female to him, his fucking knees had almost buckled from the bout of foggy brain that attacked out of nowhere. Sitting in the den he let himself blink and almost tipped over. Though he'd admit it to no one, the shower had been a battle of will. He leaned on every surface in that bloody bathroom. The slightest movement now winded him, and it had been tougher to concentrate. He'd gave in to calling his medial practitioner when Gloria had told him he was shaking and all he was doing was sitting on the bloody sofa. He called Sandra Middlebrooks M.D. and she'd just returned his call. His female, his Gloria, asked about the callback, and he tells her what he needed to do. She stands and says she'll be right back. The foggy brain came back and brought one more drum set for his headache. His eye lids lowered on their own, he suddenly felt as if he weighed a ton. This feeling almost felt like when he smoked a hand rolled when he was 15 or was it 16? Standing behind his home so his Da wouldn't catch him. "What a stupid hiding place hunkered down behind the cars." Then it happened he heard his Da this couldn't be real. His Da was standing in front of him. He looks down and he is holding the hand rolled. "Da it's not mine I haven't smoked in eons I swear it." Holy hell his Da was pissed he was going to get his face handed to him. "With the first blow Jonathon sat in shock. "What the hell are you doing?" Somewhere in his mind a mantra said his Da was dead and buried in Ireland, so how was he here in his Girl's house? His dad shifted to the side and along came his Ma she looked disappointed, he once again looked down, he was still holding the bloody evidence. He put it out between his fingers and tossed it but it stuck to his fingers. "What the Hell" he shook his hand violently until he made contact with something it hurt, someone was screaming his name. His Ma shook her head and said he loved getting high more than he loved her. She was walking away. Honest tears slid down his face, as his Ma walked away and faded out of sight. Jonathon tries to follow her his Da grabbed his arm and told him she was gone. "NO she can't, not again." He punches at his Da. "I fucking hate you. She's getting away. Ma, I swear I love you more. I love you more." His da must have given him one hell of a back hand. He felt carpet under his face, hadn't even seen the blow. His Da shook his head and walked away. He was alone and that was an overwhelming weight that sat on him. "I love you both" he says to his Da's retreating back.

Minutes after she left, Gloria returned to the room with Cass's mate Rapture, they both stare in shock as Jonathon stood talking to someone. She'd thought he engaged his Bluetooth but she quickly found out he hadn't. He starts turning his head and looking at his hand. She walked closer calling his name. Though he looks at her, his eyes weren't focused their usual jade hue seemed milky at best. He looks back down at his hand, she looked as well to see what he saw, trying to understand why he was speaking in Irish in such a sad tone. It tore her apart seeing him so not himself. "What do you have there?" She says in their old Celtic tongue. Looking up at her mumbling something he starts swinging his left hand about, then backhands the side of the fireplace, but kept speaking and shaking his hand. His words were fast but mumbled. It reminded her of her own Da after a pint or two. She pleaded for him to stop before he injured himself. She advances on him in an attempt to stop his flailing before he put himself off balance. Rapture grabs her and pulls her back saying he was flying. Suddenly her mate charged forward stumbling and cursing at them. Rapture took the brunt of John's lounge and pinned him to the floor.

Sophie that had just returned with Luke walks in to the den with Angel to find Rapture's big ass on Angel's father. Jonathon looked up at Angel saying he loved them both his face relaxed and he then passed out. "Let him go damn you." Angel screams at the big man as she runs over pulling at Rapture's arm that had her father's arms pinned to his sides.

Sophie tells her to calm down. Asking the others in the room what happened. Gloria was talking a mile a minute, with tears in her own eyes. Rapture let his arm be removed from holding Jonathon to the floor. Angel got on her knees at her father's head taking his glasses and telling him to please wake up. "Don't get too close." The next thing Rap knew the little redhead reared back as if she were going to slap him. She then thought better of it putting her hand back on Jonathon and said if something happened to her daddy his ass was grass. "Hey he was tripping on something, and lunged at me and Gloria. I wasn't going to let him clobber her." Angel screamed her father would never strike Gloria. Jonathon was coming around Rap went to pull Angel out of the way since he no longer had a hold on the older guy. Luke came in to the Den and told Rap to get his hands off her. Angel jerked out of his grasp calling her father's name.

Carla gets out of Glenn's truck's backseat she hid there until she didn't hear any more cars or yelling. Man someone had torn up Glenn's grass, there are tire treads everywhere. She called her boss and tells her that she is still at the house and had done what she was told. She still couldn't believe with her bad luck having ass that it worked, she'd got Glenn arrested. "Can you send the promised picture so I know my son is still okay?" She now had more pictures of Glenn Jr. on her phone than she did when she had him. The woman asked was that a demand. "No ma'am, you said you had a new picture." She walks into her house. The woman tells her she didn't deserve a picture, and accused Carla of treating the pictures as reward for good behavior. Carla hated when the woman referred to her as a pet, and hated it even more when she had to preform like one, just to see proof that she wasn't doing all of this shit for nothing. The woman told her for asking questions of her, she had a job tonight. "Yes Ma'am" the bitch had told her she was off. When the woman tells her what her job would be tonight she cringed. "They know what I look like. Please anything else but that. He wouldn't come to me anyway. I'd have to chase him." The woman begrudgingly gives her an alternative task, saying this was the only other choice. "Ok I'll do it. I'll be there tonight." This job if she got caught and they knew what happened, she risked more prison time, but if this was the only other job, besides kidnapping her own son and giving him to her boss. It was one thing to know this bitch had her leash but to hand Glenn Jr. to Vargo's wife would kill her. That is if Logan didn't kill her for trying. Logan and everyone used to like the Carla she created, until her lies started being exposed. This house's security system had sunk her, like dropping a metal car in the bath water. She walks into the master bedroom and opened the metal box on the wall, looking at the system. The thing was off, and still pissed her off. This bunch of wires and blinking lights had ruined her fucking life. The system lit up before her eyes. "What the," Carla pushes the code, the lights go off, she knew the system was linked to the house but she didn't think it would shut off the lights. Pulling her phone, she shines it on the Panel the readout that had Supervisor Interactive scrolling on the screen, instead of saying disabled it read dark mode enabled. Carla puts in the code. The lights come back on.

Logan had been calling around to tell the family about the cookout at his parents' home this evening. After calling his cousins Aunts and Uncles he called Bradley to check on what was going on. Bradley spoke of how Mark was now in the hospital and they been waiting like forever, but finally Paula and Joshua had gone back in the back. After telling Bradley to keep calm, and not to Knock out the other people in the waiting room for talking shit to his brother, saying that wouldn't help, they get off the phone. Logan called Tracy she answered on the first ring. She hastily spoke to him when she recognized his voice. "Hey, I don't know if they would have told you or not but as of today, Glenn Dale Conner gets to stay with me. I know my actions as of late towards you has been a lot but thank you Tracy, for not taking it out on me when they interviewed you. We going to have a homecoming for Glenny out at Butch's place will ya come?"

Tracy paced her apartment. Hearing that Logan had Glenny was a relief. It stung that he still thought she was out to sabotage that, but understood his thought pattern, he'd been through a lot. For whatever she was, Megan was at once Logan's one and only, and she down spiraled right in front of his eyes, at points almost taking him with her. Glenny was the only person Logan wanted around him right after Megan took herself out. Paula keeping her updated on Logan, was Tracy's only way of finding out where the funeral was to be held. Logan stormed out that night and hadn't uttered another word to her until now. "Yeah, we'll be there." her son and his adoptive parents had been hanging out and she was in the process of getting her own parental rights back. Logan asked who was we "I have my son this week he's on break at school. You won't even recognize him he's got so tall."

Paula sat at Mark's bedside, she hated hospitals, and the fact that he was so pale even for him, gave her alarm. She'd never even met Glenn's wife, but hated the woman for what she'd done to Mark. Hell Mark hadn't done any kind of recreational drugs since his late teens early twenties, now to be hit with a big dose of some very strong shit he hadn't even experimented with back then at nearly 45? He must be dreaming about Nina, he'd said her name a few times. In the three hours she'd been sitting here. Paula stroked his hand letting him know she was here. He suddenly growls and balls his hand into a fist. Paula stepped back as he bolted up right in the bed and started swinging. "MARK, MARK WAKE UP" He was freaking her out he'd sat up like he does in the ring. Paula is still screaming his name when he suddenly gets up and starts hitting the wall with boxing combos. He was going to hurt himself but since she knew he was asleep she didn't dare try to touch him. Doctors and nurses run in the room one of the larger male nurses is punched square in the face and knocked out cold.

"Get up sleepy head your match is in a few hours." Nina Callaway says as she stood at the edge of the bed armed with a pillow. Mark cracked an eye open. A smile lights his face as he looks at his first wife. As he says" Nin give me another" Suddenly A figure dressed in all black touched her she groans and falls from sight. Mark bolted upright to attack the man. He comes face to face with himself. After the initial shock he swings anyway. He and his younger self fight. His younger self takes a verbal punch. "She'd still be here you dumb fuck, if you would have paid more attention to your wife's health rather than having her follow you around the world, being the fucking Undertaker. You'd been better off as a bouncer, at least your wife would still be alive and your girl wouldn't have been abused by Racheal and Megan." Mark drops his stance as his younger self dematerializes and Nina appears in front of him. She was wearing the godforsaken hospital gown shaking her head with her eyes closed, at him. Confusion anger and hurt wracking him he hoarsely chokes out. "I'm so sorry Nina bear" he reaches for her and once again her image fades away.

Another doctor charges into the room telling the staff to get Paula out of the room before she gets hurt. Paula now stood on the outside of the window transfixed, watching the medical staff try to subdue Mark. He then just as quickly drops his defensive stance and stares at one of the doctors. With all the movement he'd ripped the monitors off. He just stood there his mouth was still moving but Paula couldn't make out what he was saying. The doctor stepped closer and spoke to him. Paula's heart was in her throat. Joshua walks up and asks her what is going on? By sheer will she tells him what happened without losing it altogether. He stands with her and watches as the medical crew gets Mark back in bed and the nurse up off the floor. Joshua tells her that Jonathon had a similar episode back at their house. She asks him was anyone hurt he shakes his head. She asks is he heading back home or is he staying. He looks torn. Paula understood and chooses for him, telling him to go be with Angel. He asks does she want him to take Janet and the twins with him. She nods. He surprises the hell out of her when he hugs her, and thanks her for understanding his need to be back home right now. "Go keep my girls safe and your wife sane, you know how Angel gets about her father." He steps back and says will do, as he turns to walk back out into the waiting area. Paula follows him and speaks to Janet after sharing a hug with her big girl, and kissing her twins, she watches as Joshua, Bradley, and her girls head out. When she tries to return, the acting head doctor refused to let her back in the area saying she'd upset his patient. The young man in the Nike outfit that had upset Joshua started in on her. Paula threatened to knock the taste out of his damn mouth if he didn't shut up talking at her. He walks towards her and tells her it's a free country he can say what he wants, and if she hit him, she'll be removed from the hospital all together. Looking up in to the hard eyes of this stupid stranger, she says "little boy you have no room to talk, your child is here because you, her father pit her against a 10-year-old. Now you out here in the waiting area making or trying to make everyone's life a living hell more than it already is."

Outside the hospital Bradley, Janet and Joshua runs through a check list. Joshua had insisted since he'd left important things behind on a trip or two with Angel and JC. "Hey 2 hours is a long time if we forgot something." Bradley rolls his eyes "Humor me ok." his brother and cousin nods. "Okay, we got the twins, we got Janet?" Janet says "here" in a little kid's voice for her and the twins. Joshua rolls his eyes but keeps naming off things to where Bradley would say check. "We got the truck keys, we got the stroller, and we have the diaper bag?" Bradley is about to say check then dashes back into the hospital. As Joshua stands at the back of the truck fastening Katie Jade in, he says "Janet I don't know about you, but I've seen and smelled what comes out their other end and I for one would like a backup diaper." Janet once again offers to stay with her momma and the twins here at the hospital. She then says their bottles are in the diaper bag too. Joshua looks over at his cousin and says. "Well that we could fix, they could always just eat you" Janet rolls her eyes and calls him weird, but it had taken the worried look off her little face for a few seconds as she called him names. If she wanted to tease him all the way back to Grandville, he was pretty tough skinned, he could deal she was family, and right now she needed distraction and he would do his best to be just that.

Bradley soon comes back to the car and starts speaking Spanish while trying not to look at Janet. Joshua says that's rude and to stop it. "Fine. I said I just had to stop Paula from laying out that punk in the Nike Attire, he was messing with her. If it weren't for me going back in there she was about to clock him one." Joshua heads towards the door of the hospital Bradley runs and gets in his way "Josh no, get back in the truck just call her if you go in there "Mr. I can say what I want" is going to catch some steel and I'd like to keep you out of jail. Do you really want to share a cell with Glenn tonight? It's been handled she's coming out here because they won't let her go back in the back with her dude anymore." Joshua pulls his phone saying, that he could fix as he calls Luke and tells him what's going on. Paula marches out the exit barley giving the doors time to open. Within minutes a doctor runs out and apologizes to her and hands her a key card so she could go in the back to Mark's room. Paula says thanks and that was all she wanted to do in the first place. After the doctor finishes speaking to her, and goes back in the hospital, Joshua approaches her and asks was everything ok. She says yes as she pats the key card on her palm.

Author's Note: Thanks for traveling on this journey it's not over I've have just been supper busy. Thanks as always to my beta readers. End note.