Disclaimer: I own nothing. Except my own characters and my cell phone. Even that I like to pretend I do not own because there's this asshole who happens to be stalking me. And it's pissing me off because at the current time I do not know how he got my number but I have two leads. And if they turn out to be true I'll end up getting suspended from school because I will end up jumping someone.

So I do not own Four Brothers, only Lucia and my own goddamn violent tempter.

Recap:

"Lucia!" His tone was angry. "He's my fucking brother I'm not going to leave him out there. I know you love him but I'm not letting you get shot up too. There's nothing so important that you can't wait a second."

"Bobby you don't understand. I can't let Jack die. I'm fucking pregnant."

Okay so it was a lie but it had the effect I wanted. Bobby let go of my ankle which he had kept a death grip on refusing to let me go. The bullets had let up for a second and I took that as a chance to run. Bobby had taken a shot over my shoulder when I screamed and took down Jack's shooter. I flew over the snow bank rolling over until I reached Jack.

The gunmen returned fire on the house but seemed to have forgotten about us. Jack was groaning clutching his arm. I lifted his head onto my lap applying pressure on the gunshot wound.

He clenched his teeth and scrunched his eyes. "Luce, what the fuck are you doing out here? Get to your house; I don't want you out here."

I wanted to laugh at what he was saying. It didn't matter where you were on this street if you moved you were going to get killed. "I'm not leaving you here." I tore the cell phone out of my jeans and dialed 911. I don't know if Sofi had called it in and I wasn't taking any chances. I heard the voice on the line and took comfort in recognizing it. "Ryn, thank god its you. I need an ambulance right now."

He voice lost its calm. "That's for you? I thought it was at-OH SHIT."

"I know I know. It's not me but it's Jack, please Ryn if there's anything you can do to make them get here faster I swear we need it. There are at least ten gunmen I think there's about three," I looked over the snow bank to see someone fall, "make it four down."

I could almost see her nod on the other end. "Travis is driving I'll put on a dispatch to him to move his fucking ass. And I'm calling Green right now for backup. Hang in there sweetie. Travis will be there like hell if he hears you're in the middle of it. He's traveling with James so don't worry about a thing."

I hung up with her a new hope in me. Travis was Ryn's husband and one of the best EMT guys out there. James was his brother and a pretty good friend of mine. Between the two of them Jack would be okay. I hoped.

Jack opened his eyes looking at me as if trying to calm me. "Baby, it's okay. Just leave me here and get out of here."

Now I noticed he'd been shot on the leg but it looked at though it had just been a flesh wound not entering. I moved my hand down and breathed a sigh of relief at being right. I may be able to keep the pressure on his shoulder but I couldn't deal with a leg shot too. "Jack. I am not leaving you here, the ambulance is coming it's going to be okay." I pressed my lips to his and felt him shivering in pain. There was absolutely no way I was leaving him here.

All this time the shooting had been blazing around us. I suddenly heard silence and looked over just in time to see Jerry ram his car into the blue van that was just about to run Bobby over. On the street next to us Travis and James were jumping out of the ambulance and over to us. Bobby and Angel arrived at the same time Travis and James brought over the gurney. Jerry stumbled out of the car and Sofi moved so far out of the house I almost thought she flew.

I grabbed Bobby by the front of his shirt and forced him to look at me. "Bobby I'm going with Jack. You find out who the fuck did this. You can take every gun I own with you. I refuse to go to another funeral."

He nodded and grabbed something from his pocket shoving it onto my left ring finger that was already occupied with a plain silver band. It still slid on and now looked as if it was engagement ring and wedding band. "It was one of mom's old rings I meant to give it to you yesterday; it was the one she always talked about giving to you. If anyone gives you trouble at the hospital I figure you can just say you're Jackie's wife." He looked at me sternly. "We're going to have a talk about this whole pregnancy thing later."

James helped me into the back of the ambulance and I shouted over to Bobby before we shut the doors. "Just so you know I'm not pregnant. It was the only thing I could think of that would actually get you to let go of me."

I watched him stare at me for a second as we drove away. He'd be mad later but right now we all had more important things to worry about. I reached around James holding tightly to Jack's hand as we sped off to the hospital.

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"You don't understand miss."

"I understand perfectly." You're refusing to let me see my husband even though he's been shot and no one has been able to tell me anything!"

I'd be going at it with this nurse for about three minutes. Usually I'm not this irritated with nurses because I know how annoying it is to work at a hospital in Detroit it. I took a long breath and apologized. "I'm very sorry. It's just been over an hour and no one has been able to tell me anything. I don't mean to be a crazy bitch about this. I know how busy it gets around here. I'm just extremely worried."

The nurse looked more relaxed now that she saw I had calmed. She must have been in her early forties and was used to women acting out. She took in my age and the ring on my finger and gave me a hug. "It's okay sweetie. I know it's hard, have you been married long?"

I shook my head. "Not long at all." I laughed running a hand through my hair. "Sometimes it doesn't even feel as if we're married yet."

She smiled and waved to a doctor that was walking down the hallway. "Give me a second sweetie; let me see if I can find something out for you."

I watched her walk away to consult the doctor. He looked at me raised his eyebrow and walked over. "Since when did you get married Lucia?"

I nervously smiled. "Hey Luke. Uh, you're not going to kick me out are you?"

Luke rubbed his forehead with his fingers as he looked at me. We had gone out for a brief time then realized we were much better off as friends. We didn't have the time for a commitment and didn't even make it to a third date. "No, I'm not going to throw you out as long as you promise me when Bobby and the others get here they wont shoot up the place."

"Let's be serious Luke, no one can promise that. But I'll do my best. So what can you tell me about Jack?"

He looked at his chart and back at me. "Well, Mrs. Mercer, Jack will be just fine. He came out of surgery about five minutes ago and I can show you to his room. You got here just in time, a few more minutes and he would have lost too much blood. Can you give him any of yours?"

"I don't know you can test it though right? You know I'm not anemic."

He nodded and led me to a side room. "I just need to take a sample as procedure then I'll take you to his room okay?"

"Anything you say." I watched as he took out the needle and reminded myself Jack was worth it. Although I'd kick his ass later for making me get a needle the size of a super size straw in my arm.

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I was falling asleep in the chair by Jack's bed. I don't care what anyone says, hospital chairs are damn comfortable. Than again I could fall asleep in anything He had still been out when I reached the room and the neurologist told me he just had to sleep it off.

"Lucia?"

I jumped forward and reached my hand toward Jack. "You're awake." I hooked my foot to the chair to bring it over to the edge of his bed.

His voice was hoarse. "What happened?"

"You got shot."

He looked down at his shoulder and winced. "I only got shot once."

I gave him a look. "Once is enough. It hit a major artery or something I don't remember. I wasn't paying too much attention besides making sure you were still breathing."

"When can I go home?"

I pressed a hand to my forehead. "Jack, sweetie. We nearly lost you and you already want to go home? Have I mentioned lately how big of a moron you are?"

I watched him smile and pull me towards him with his good arm. "But you love me anyway."

"That I do."

He motioned me to lie next to him. "Come on you know I don't like sleeping alone."

I looked around me. The rest of the room was empty but still. "You're serious?"

He slid the safety bar from the bed and pulled me next to him. He arranged me so he could look at me but still hold onto me tightly. Once I was settled he raised the bar again and pulled the sheet over me. "So what happened? I remember yelling at you to get back to your house and it was weird after that. It was really dark but I kept hearing your voice." He was softly stroking my hair while he was talking. "I wanted to let go a few times but I kept hearing you."

I bit my lip as I turned my head into his chest. "Not much happened. We called the ambulance and got you hear. When we left Bobby, Angel, and Jerry were going to check out the rest of the van. I told Sofi I'd call her when I found out anything."

Jack kissed the top of my head still stroking my hair. "So how did you get out of the house without getting shot up?"

I shrugged. "There was a brief reloading time in which I took to run out of the house."

"How'd you get past Bobby?"

"Not too easily, I just you know. I had to do my thing and scare him. Well not so much scare him as to put him in a state of shock so I could get past him."

Jack looked down at me. "How'd you manage that?"

"I told him I was pregnant."

"You're kidding."

"No. Well yes. I told him that but I'm not really pregnant."

"So how did you get them let you in here? Friends with the doctors?"

"Uh yeah. That and I told them I was your wife." I held up my hand showing him the ring.

He looked down at it impressed. "Jeeze I knocked you up and got married in one day. Who knew I could move that fast? Well I don't remember the wedding but that's fine with me. We can always relive the wedding night."

I lightly slapped his chest and moved closer to him. Even in the hospital where I nearly lost him not long ago I felt safer in Jack's arms than I even had on my own.

A/N:

Awwwwww He's not dead. Well yet.

I'm going to continue this to the end of the movie, so death and destruction are still ahead. Maybe not for Jack but there's always Lucia and the others.

Yeah I know, I know.

But look no cliffhanger this time.

Sorry about the late update. I went to a party Friday that ended up getting broken up early due to some…uh issues So I ended up crashing at a friend's place until today when I had to do some shopping for the house and yeah…

Did I mention Thursday we had a trip for my Oceanography class (in which I am the youngest person) and that we spent 80 of the time at the beach when it was around 25 degrees and I though my head would explode? Plus the 10 degree wind chill?

I apologize for the short chapter but I'm writing this instead of doing the homework I never got the chance to do so yeah…

P.S. Maybe I will consider making a few more fanficts for other stories before I go back to my book…which has been on a wee little hiatus which is pissing off everyone I know.

So thanks go out to:

Lacy: Nice to know I have other readers. Thanks and I will update as soon as I can.

Murtaghfanatic: aww thanks. I think the only reason I write decently is because I write in real life. When I finish this the hiatus on my book is officially off and my friends can stop swearing at me to get back to my real job.

XNegAttentionX: have I mentioned how much I love you? Haha malevolent is one of my favorite words as a side note. Yes I am mean it's my job. And the thing about guitarists? Yeah not just you, defiantly not just you. According to my friend its pianists too. But then she goes off in a dream place about how long their fingers are and yeah…

Sadvirtue: I didn't mean to put it off. Although we're both paying for things we've done. And don't worry sneaking out of the house for Big D and the Kid's Table is defiantly okay. Babbling is good. It makes me laugh in study hall when I read the reviews after having a shitty day.

Writer by Nature: It's up! A new one will closely follow. Just you know, not tonight.

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