Disclaimer: I don' t own 7th heaven.

Ben starred surprised and scared at Justin who had turned around when the door opened. The backpack which had been slung over Ben's shoulder fell to the floor. Justin kept looking between Simon and Ben. Simon hoped that Justin wouldn't hurt Ben he had nothing to do with this.

"Move over to him." Justin said gesturing with his gun. Ben blinked a few times then moved to stand next to him. Justin locked the door behind him, even though they were the only ones who lived here. He looked at them, then started pacing a little back and forth muttering to himself too quietly for Simon to hear. Ben moved a little closer to him and whispered.

"What's going on?" Ben had no idea who Justin was, Simon hadn't told him, he had liked living with someone who didn't constantly give him the look of pity like his family had.

"Someone who doesn't like me." Simon whispered back shortly. Justin stopped pacing and starred at them.

"No one else was supposed to get hurt."

"No one else has to." Simon said.

"If I shoot you and let him go he'll tell." Justin said.

"No he won't. Will you." Ben glanced from Simone back to Justin.

"Look no one has to be hurt, maybe if you just tell us what you want we'll give it to you." Simone winced. Justin wasn't a robber, he didn't want anything but Simone dead and while Simone didn't want to die the last thing he wanted was for the both of them to die when Ben hadn't done anything wrong.

"Did he tell you what he did?" Justin spat. Ben looked between Simon and Justin again, he looked unsure of what to do.

"He didn't did he? Well I'll tell you what he did, maybe then you'll stop trying to protect him. He killed my brother, my younger brother." Ben looked at him shocked and appalled. Now would not be the time to tell Ben the whole story though or was it? Simon had never confronted Justin about placing all the blame on him, when Justin was the one who had supplied him with the pot, because he didn't want Justin to feel any worse but that was before Justin had a gun in his face. But if he said something Justin didn't like Justin might shoot him and then Ben. Of course if he didn't say anything Justin still might shoot the both of them. What was he supposed to do?

"Probably don't think he's such a saint now do you?"

"Justin-"

"No you don't get to talk." Simon shut his mouth.

"Paul was just a kid, a kid and he ran him over." Justin shook his head.

"Justin I-"

"I. Said. No. Talking." Each word was followed by a thrust towards him with the gun.

"And now he's in college pretending like nothing ever happened! Like he didn't run over my brother! Like it never happened!" that wasn't true he thought about Paul every day, but if he tried to talk he would probably be shot.

"But no more." Justin said softly. "Your going to die for what you did."

"Don't." Ben shouted, Justin turned towards Ben.

"You heard what he did and you just want him to get away with it."

"I don't know the whole story but even if he did run him down, do you really want to become a killer, why not let the police handle it." Simon winced again.

"The police called it an accident! They knew what he did it but they let him get away with it just because his dad's a reverend!"

"Paul was on pot." the words slipped out of his mouth without his consent, he winced. Justin looked livid.

"It wouldn't have mattered if you hadn't hit him with your car! The bottom line is he's dead and it's all your fault!" A loud sound filled the room it took him a moment to realize it was the sound of a gun shoot it sounded so much louder in real life.

I've never done such an evil cliffie before :) please review!