(3:23 p.m.)

Miley was looking out a bedroom window. She was checking out on Theo who was literally outside her window on the roof, fixing readjusting an outdoor ventilation exhaust chimney.

She watches calmly, not flinching when Theo almost loses his balance a few time.

It shocks Theo that Miley isn't scared or worried for him. Neither was he, he just wanted to get a kick out of Miley.

"Aren't you even a little scared for me," Theo asked.

"Nope, I'm sure you're as sure footed as a mountain goat…"

Miley then gave an evil smile.

"It's not like your stealing panties from a singer or anything."

Theo put his hand to his head and groaned after being 'burned' by Miley.

Miley couldn't stop laughing.

"Be happy I love you enough to let that go," Theo finished.

As soon as Miley got back inside and closed the window, she peered back out…

"Oh Teddy, you have no idea how happy I am that you love me." Miley happily sighed to herself.

4:30 p.m.

Miley is watching Theo gingerly bandage his left purple thumb, after he went a little too far in fixing too many things. His attempt to hammer another chimney he was working on into place only resulted in a more crooked chimney than before, but now with the added bonus of a busted thumb. It was sore, but relatively minor. It'll only take a day for it to completely heal.

Miley sat, reading a magazine, while stealing glances of Theo's thumb.

After he had finished.

"You want me to kiss it all better" Miley said in a mock baby voice, highlighting her Tennessee accent, "It'll be my thank you…"

Theo couldn't resist and used this opportunity. Yet he didn't know how Miley would take this. Taking the risk.

"Miley, if you wanted to thank me for all I've done. Trust me there another body part of mine you could pay attention to."

Miley thought about this for a moment. Which body part? she wondered. Then she got it.

"Oh you…perv…"

Theo laughed.

"Sigh, Guys will be guys…" Miley surrendered to himself smiling. She knew Teddy wouldn't force her to service him in a way she didn't want to….in fact she loved it that her Teddy was a guy's guy.

Miley then turned on the T.V. After getting well into Walt Disney's old school animated movie 'Beauty and the Beast', something clicked in Miley's mind.

Miley's eyes widened as she looked at Theo.

The wolves scene was almost identical the way Theo saved me from that girl gang (Corretta and gang in Gangland)

The drive to the restaurant was like when the Belle thanked the beast for saving her.

The library reveal scene was like Theo bringing me back to Crowley's Corner and this old house.

The ball was like the dinner.

Theo was her beast.

She shook her head at it all.

End Song.

6:02 p.m.

Theo is sitting in the master bedroom. He lying down on the couch and is surrounded by bottles of beer and liquor while Miley's down stairs napping in front of the T.V.

If you wondered how Theo could have gotten over what he saw in the Troy's den in Houston, the truth was that he didn't. In truth, a part of him really was broken, fighting demons inside. His past involved him doing the most atrocious things for the sake of his father. And the worse part was, he never did stop. All those times that he could have just walked away, he didn't. His gas tank was full, and now his demons were being unleashed on him in a psychological fury…

But the absolute worse reason why he was suffering was the online video he just ended two minutes ago.

Theo lies on the couch and looks at the ceiling while the CD plays, and his laptop remain open.

(A/N: Outside Sources: A must, lyrics are not enough: Hallelujah by Rufus Wainwright.)

(Bold: Lyrics; Italics: Flashbacks)

(Focus on the song, less on it's lyrics.)

"Teddy, is she dead?" Miley asked with her eyes welling up.

"Naw, a pulse's there…she's gonna be okay…she just needs rest"

Theo's restless head turns and turns at that lie. That was just the countless lies that he always had to say…

Theo drinks the whiskey straight out of the bottle. Then his face breaks down in psychological torture. All he could see was Taylor's face so desperate for mercy…and that face makes Theo take another swig right out of the bottle.

Theo then flashes to much earlier. Before Miley. Theo is dragging a half drugged smuggled girl to be forced her to have sex with strange men. This makes Theo grip his forehead in awful psychological pain.

Another separate flashback

"Do you think God will forgive me for what I've done?" Theo asks Tom.

And yet another separate flashback

"Do it for the family," Tom snapped at me.

As if Theo could hear the internalized screams and wails in pain. Innocent girls sent to subservient hell. All in the name of profit.

He struggles to regain himself. He can't even sit up properly now.

"You're doing nothing here…" Tom once told him.

"Yeah, but maybe nothing's better than doing this" a younger more impressionable Theo once contemplated.

And another flashback

"I'm tired of the doing this, Tom" Theo said to Tom more recently.

Theo breaks down in anguish.

But perhaps the worst and most potent of all punishments.

Miley Stewart, in the alleyway of Grauman's Chinese, as Theo saw her, while Jake still had a knife to her throat. Her tears, her desperation. Her agony.

Theo remembers the conversation he just had with his father…

Flashback

Theo's POV

"Theo, its Tom…I'm here to say it's over and you're free to go…

And just to be certain, Miley's father has been paying the ransom and has one more payment to go, but it doesn't matter now. Theo, Dad wants me to tell you that you have gone above and beyond and he will greatly reward you. But your job is done. The ransom doesn't matter anymore and we'll be returning Robbie Ray's money back to him. Dad got into talks with Iris. He or she was offering $2 million for Miley's head, and she literally means head, but while talking she realized that we had her. And Dad, being the shrewd negotiator he is, way able to get a way better price. Iris is gonna pay us $3 million for Miley's head. So you're job now is to…

...End Miley's life...

We'll take care of the rest. Guys are already on their way to Nashville. We get a half mil in profits. And Dad promises because of the great job you did keeping Miley alive, he gonna let you have 250 grand. You'll get a head start on life.

And one more thing. Grow up. As the older brother I'm gonna say this. We know you're tired of our ways. This is the last anything you will have to do for us. You can go live your life the way you want with Dad's blessing. But I assure you one way or another, Dad wants that $3 million. He's not settling for $2.5 anymore. So if you can't do it, just walk away. Walk away from Miley Ray Stewart and contact us and we'll do the job. Win, lose, or draw, you'll get 250 grand.

But if you interfere, Dad will show you no mercy. After all, you're no longer part of the family. You, of all people, know how powerful we can be. You have 36 hours to make your move.

And for what's its worth, we're all proud of you and I'm sorry it has to end this way. Just do it and come home to L.A. Well dismiss you from there.

I break down into pieces. I hit myself on the head with a half open fist again and again, in frustration, anger, and turmoil. Anger that the only thing in my life that meant something to me was going to be destroyed. That the only woman, besides mom, whom I love and who loved me just as much was going to be taken away.

I silently walk into the bathroom unwilling to go on, but doing so anyways.

Theo's dramatic and surreal POV:

I look straight at myself in the very large mirror. Absolutely disgusted with the person looking back at me. I draw my gun from my holster and point it my reflection.

Then I put it down on the sink and raise my hands in surrender, as if I were the other man staring down the barrel of a gun.

I break down and sit down on a stool.

I eject the clip from the gun and let it fall to the floor, hearing the clanks on the tile.

The sound resembles my heart.

I pop the remaining bullet out of the magazine, let it fly, yet my left hand is too hampered with guilt to be able to catch it. I lost my reflexive skills.

I look to the shower where Miley and I first made love, causing so much pain I fall out of my chair, as if someone had mercilessly pierced my heart with a fire iron.

I can't keep Miley like this. It's not fair that she's always on the run, never having stability, destroying her slowly. Yet even with all that eventually the family would get to her and make her suffer before killing her.

I get up and look at myself in the mirror. I hate everything I represent. The crime, the selfishness, the misogyny.

I resolve to do the only thing I know how to do.

I point the handgun at myself…

And slowly depress the trigger

Click…click…

…

…

…

BANG!

A/N: So how was that? The thing I really have to ask you on is…

What did you think of the themes?

Was it too mushy. Too erotic?

Was it funny enough?

Anthing, please review.

GFMarshall