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Ok this is quite a lond chapter, the longest so far, twice the length of the others and for me that is quite exciting! I hope you guys enjoy this chapter as much as i enjoyed writing it,Tyler fans look at the end!!!Please review at the end, it doesn't take long!


"Hey, get off her!" Shouted Tyler running up to us. Suddenly, I felt a cool object being pressed against my neck. Great, a knife had been added into the equation. I felt Tom's hand leave my shirt and grab my hair. He got off me and pulled me up my hair. Not expecting him to drag me up this way meant my arms flapped uselessly around me, trying to get my balance. Tom turned both our bodies in the direction of Tyler. He gasped and stood stock still when he saw the knife pressed to my throat.

"Now move one bit closer Simms and your little friend over here won't live much longer," he hissed demonstrating his actions by pressing the knife even harder than before, something I didn't believe possible. Unfortunately my hands were trapped between our bodies so I couldn't move them. Suddenly Reid stuck his head out of the window. "Caleb dropped off Sarah and he's on his way, same with Pogue." He said, stepping out of the Hummer and onto the pavement. No! I thought, I can't get them involved, this is my fight!

"Look Tom, I'll come with you, just don't hurt them," I pleaded, looking back at Tyler and Reid. They both shared confused expressions. I continued. "Sam won't be pleased if I have any cut on me will he". That made Tom look down at me. I didn't like the smirk I saw. He looked between me and the guys and I could almost see the gears working in his brain. My eyes opened in surprise and fear, hoping he wasn't going to do what I though he was going to do.

The smirk grew into a proper smile and I groaned. "No Tom, leave them out" but before I could finish, Tyler went flying backwards into his car. Shock registered on his face and on Reids. Reid turned to us, "How..?" Tyler was struggling to get of the car so Reid walked backwards, never taking his eyes off me and Tom, to help Tyler up. When Tyler was finally up, I saw the thing I didn't want to see. Black eyes. I could feel Tom laughing under me.

"Ahh, I see the Ipswich boys are holders of power as well. That certainly makes the game more interesting, Sam will be pleased the family still has power." I froze under him. Power? The guys had the same power as Sam? But his eyes didn't turn black? Wait, the guys had the same power! Huh?! But they weren't evil! Ok, they scared me to death in the ally, but I knew deep down they weren't bad; but Sam was. All of a sudden, the roar of two engines could be heard, one louder than the other. Caleb and Pogue were here. Pogue jumped off his motorbike and tore his helmet off while Caleb slammed the door hard.

Tom chuckled, his chest vibrating, making me want to itch my back. "So we have an audience. Good. Maybe Cordelia, you want to tell your friends why you're being held in this position?" God I hated this guy so much right now. "Cordelia, speak up, they won't be able to hear you, or do you want me to tell them?" He laughed. "Go to hell Tom," I spat through clenched teeth. "Already have been, C, already have been." I looked up from my feet, searching for the one, or two people who could make me feel safe. I found Pogues eyes first. I could see an incontrollable anger burning in them, ready to leap out and when I found Tyler's, all I could see was black, but some how this black wasn't so scary, in fact, I kinda liked it.

"Ok, I see your giving me the silent treatment C so I'll tell the guys. You see boys, Cordelia inherited a special ability. She can see ghosts. Not just any ghosts, murder victims or suicide victims. That's how she came to meet Sam Goodron, my boss. You see he had, ummm, a bit of unfinished business with a few family members. They 'disappeared' and everything was going well until your little friend turned up, telling us that Sam's sister and wife forgave him and told him to go to hell. Well you can see this shocked Sam a little bit. But then he realised what this little girl knew and, well, he wanted her to disappear as well. Unfortunately she was constantly surrounded with this group of 4 others. You know them as Kira, Aaron, Brody and Ryan. Your little friend here isn't stupid; she knew Sam wouldn't attack her while she was with other people."

He bowed his head down, addressing me. "You've had some interesting run ins for the past 6 years don't you think!" I growled, low in my throat, wiggling again, trying in vain to get free but I knew I wouldn't get free until Tom let me go. "What a boring audience you lot are! I was pretty sure Cordelia's little pack would be more entertaining, more colourful you know? Well I guess I won't get you tonight C, what a pity, I was looking forward to our little alone time! See you later C and you ladies, don't forget, we will get her in the end even if Sam as to use force!" My eyes opened in horror at what he was suggesting. The guys didn't really understand what was going on; they didn't understand why my mouth and eyes opened wide with horror or why I started to whimper. "See you soon Cordelia!" He whispered and then I felt a burst of pain in my chest. I turned to him slowly, the pain making me wince. He was smirking.

"Good luck boys, she's used goods."

And with that he vanished. Time seemed to slow. I fell backwards against the pavement, head cracking loudly. Tyler arrived first; Pogue, Caleb and Reid close behind. I felt tears spring to my eyes as the pain in my chest exploded, as if a bomb was going off. I looked down and felt sick.

The knife was sticking out at a 45 degree angle in my chest.

The next few seconds seemed to drag by; they were so slow I thought I would become 80 soon. I felt my head being lifted onto someone's lap. I didn't need to guess whose, I could tell it was Tyler, he was so gentle. I looked around myself in a daze, not really sure what I was seeing. Pogue started talking to me. "Cordelia, Cordelia, Tyler you make sure she stays awake, Caleb you ready? Ok Reid hold her arms, Caleb call an ambulance, no they'll ask questions, scratch that, oh shit her arm, it's broken…" Everything just blurred around me. Then I felt someone nudging me, shaking my shoulders when I didn't respond. I mean come on people, I had just been stabbed in the chest and had a broken arm, and then they expected me to stay away. Yeah right. "Cordelia no, wake up, you are staying awake, and don't you dare try and sleep." Tyler's voice reached me and I opened my eyes, he sounded scared, I couldn't let baby boy be scared. "It's ok Tyler I'm just a bit tired that's all." Except what actually came out my mouth sounded more like "Iiit kkk Tiilllllrrr nnneee tirre dddd saaallll"

"Finally a response!" Tyler sounded relieved, but before I could say anything Pogue began speaking to me. "Cordelia, we are going to have to take the knife out now ok, we'll get you healed right up." He spoke clearly, separating each word. It made me feel like a little baby, but at the moment I guess I wasn't much better than one. Pogue continued talking. "I'll take the knife out on 3 and then me and the guys will heal you up. Only then can you sleep. Ok?" He didn't wait for my answer. I guessed Pogue was the one taking out the knife since it was in quite an awkward place on my chest. If I wasn't in pain and thinking about the pain to come I would have been blushing like mad. "On three guys, one," I braced myself, "Two" I closed my eyes, "three!" Suddenly I felt a horrible pain, the knife was stuck in between my ribs.

"Shit, Caleb you'll have to take it out, you're definitely the strongest." I saw Caleb and Pogue switch places. I looked up at Tyler and he stared down at me. "It's gonna be ok Cordelia, shhh don't cry." Until he mentioned it, I didn't even know I was crying. "Cordelia, Pogue couldn't get the knife out, so I'm gonna try ok." He placed his hands gingerly on my stomach and gripped the knife's handle. I couldn't say anything so I tried nodding. He seemed to get the message, "ok on 3, one two, three." And he yanked hard. "Ahhhhhhhh!" I screamed, the knife came out but I felt were the knife's edges touched my rib bone. It felt so unnatural.

"It's out, I got it out!" yelled Caleb, placing the knife on the ground. "We need to press something to the wound so we can get her back to Caleb's house and then heal her, we can't here, and we can't risk anyone seeing us. This could take some time to heal." I heard a tearing noise and swivelled my eyes in the direction of the noise. If I had any blood to spare, I would've blushed fro the second time that night. Tyler stood bare chested, tearing his shirt into strips which, were being pressed onto my chest wound. "Cordelia, honey you are going to have to try and press these quite hard against your wound ok and you need to sit up a little so we can tie this around you ok and put your arm in a sling?" I dragged my eyes away from the living god, towards my brother's face. I nodded, taking the smaller strips from his hand. Reid went behind me and I felt myself being lifted up. He was being very gentle with me. That's a first I snorted. When I made that noise all the guys looked at me with confusions. "Reid…gentle…to…me.." Pogue smiled at that.

"For a sec I thought you had hit your head to hard…" He carried on what he was doing. He reached around me back and brought the strips of cloth around me, creating a sling. He placed my arm as gently as possible in it, but, I still winced. I wanted to be brave in front of these guys but deep down I knew I was just not capable, call me a wimp if you want. I wasn't the brave sort of heroine type. "Ok guys I'll pick her, 1,2,3!" I heard a groan as my body was rapidly lifted off the ground. Come on Reid, I wasn't that heavy! Reid staggered over to the car and I could tell Reid was joking around, pretending to sway like I weighted 100kg. Which I didn't, by far. He finished mucking about and gently placed me in the car. "Tyler you stay in the back with her and I'll drive." We all expected Tyler to insist he was driving, but he just said "Take the corners smoothly, and try not to jostle us, it will make her lose even more blood." Reid just raised an eyebrow and went round to the front while Tyler hopped in the back, placing my head on his lap.

This was way too comfortable and cosy.

"Caleb I'll take the short cut to your house and get your mum to prepare something." Pogue disappeared from view. Caleb nodded and went as well, shutting the door. Reid stepped on the accelerator and we sped off. The drive was quite quiet, nobody saying anything, but they seemed worried. I looked down at my chest. Tyler's shirt was stained red with my blood and that was when it all hit me. I had just been stabbed. I had a broken arm. How the hell was I going to explain this whole thing to the guys. Shit, I was in deep trouble. Tyler looked down at me, concern making his face age years. I tried smiling but my muscles didn't respond, but I think he understood what I meant. He smiled that smile that before this evening I hadn't realised made my heart flutter. Tyler looked down and his eyes widened. "Oh shit C, you needed to press it!" and with that he placed his hand on the wound, pressing firmly.

The reason this place was a bit awkward was because it was just below my breast, actually you could see my bra through the tear in my clothes, urrr what a day to wear a white, lacy one. I tried to put my hand there instead as it felt awkward to me, but I could barley apply any pressure. So instead I just placed my hand on top of his. I decided not to look at his face. I just retreated into myself, thinking that although I had been stabbed, I had a broken arm, Sam was sending his minions around to have their way with me and then kill me, everything was ok.

I was resting my head on Tyler's lap and his hand was quite intimately pressed against me and he had no shirt on. I turned my head slightly so it was facing his stomach. I heard Reid chuckle in the front. "You guys need to break it up back there; Pogue might just kill you once he saves you!" I managed to smile a little, but pressed my face harder into his stomach.

Tyler chuckled a little as well, his body vibrating not unlike Tom's, but Tyler's laugh didn't remind me of Tom in one little way. Tyler bent down, wrapping his other hand around my head and cradled it closer to him.

Oh yeah, I thought to myself, I should get stabbed more often. Just without the pain part, but yeah, I could get used to these sorts of positions. With Tyler of course.


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