Hiii! So I am baaack! Yes I know you hate me D: But I come bearing gifts! Well not gifts just a chapter but it's a good chapter!(So I'm told)

Also before I disclaim or start the chapter I would like to thank my ever so awesome beta's O.O I may or may not be in love with them. Okay I am very much in love :). Also For those of you who arent clear, Chloe has PTSD.

It's actually really common for people who were in war or had some tramatic event occur in their lives. There are different kinds of it but because I only know so much about it Chloe has the most common form of it which is flashbacks from her time in war. If you know someone who has PTSD please try to get them help! It's a serious disorder that has the potential to be very dangerous for themselves and other people. Not on purpose but some people react violently to it. Like my friends dad actually had it after he got out of war and he unintenionaly held a knife to hos wifes throat because he thought he was back in war and she was an "enemy"

Disclaimer: I don't own! :'(

~.~.~.~Derek's POV~.~.~.~

All through out the car ride to the restaurant the only things going through my head were "Why wasn't I there to keep her from danger?" and "What the fuck is she singing?" but it was mostly the first one. It hurt so much knowing that she could've died during these years and I wouldn't have even known about it. At that thought my inner wolf growled in denial. Quickly shaking off those angst-y thoughts, I followed the others into Olive Garden. Apparently we beat Gabe and the rest of them here because I couldn't find them anywhere. Looking around I saw Chloe sitting alone on a bench against the wall. Now is my chance to talk to her. Walking towards her I noticed she was staring into space. "What're you thinking so hard about?" I asked her when I sat down. That seemed to break her out of her thoughts because she flinched and quickly turned towards me. I didn't even have time to react before her hand snapped forward and the heel of her hand met my nose, there was a loud crack and blood got in my eyes. Great she couldn't just jump 10 feet in the air like she used to but apparently that was to easy for her, now she had to go around breaking noses when she was startled. It's a good thing I'm a wolf and heal easily. While holding my nose with one hand I got up grabbed Simons arm and walk down a short hallway towards the restroom. When we got in there Simon started laughing. "Did you see that? She totally pwned your ass! You totally just got beat by a girl!" He managed to get out between the laughter. "Fuck you." I growled out. That just set him off more. "Hey dick, instead of just sitting there laughing get me some toilet paper." I said while turning on the sink to spit out blood that made its way into my mouth. "So what made her punch you?" he asked when he handed me the tissue. " Well it seems that when Chloe is startled now she reacts….violently." He chuckled before saying "That's just too awesome." Right then a worker walked in carrying an ice pack. "Hey man you all right?" He asked while handing me the bag. "Yeah, well at least I will be." He stared at my nose before asking "How much damage did she do?" I gingerly felt the bridge of my nose and taking note on how it was partially healed already, "Just a bruised face and a really bruised ego." He looked incredulous and slightly amused. "Are you sure? Because it sounded like she broke your nose." Slightly irritated by his questioning I glared at him, which made him mumble an apology and he quickly fled the room. When I cleaned up my face and nose as best as I could Simon and I left the bathroom. When we returned to the waiting area I quickly noticed that the girls were nowhere to be seen. I quickly started to panic as I assumed the worst had happened to them. While frantically scanning my surroundings I hear the most delicious giggle, if giggles can even be described as delicious. I snapped my head towards the sound and saw Chloe, her family and my family -minus Simon and me- sitting at a round table near the back. Chloe was staring at me with her head resting on her fists; she slowly brought up her left fist as I watched in confusion. Keeping her eyes trained on mine she gave me the one finger salute. My confusion quickly turned to hurt and anger then into amusement when I saw Tasha reach towards her and slap the back of Chloe's head. Letting out a few chuckles I nod my head towards the table and glance back at Simon and say, "Over there," and walk over. When we get to the table I notice that Chloe is glaring down at the table, at first I think its because of Tasha's assault but looking at the table I notice that the only chairs left are one next to dad and one next to Chloe. I smirk again and head for the seat next to Chloe. When I sit down I feel a sharp pain in my left ass cheek. I yelped and bolted into a standing position and whip around to face my chair. When I look down I see a creamy, soft looking, pale hand holding a fork with the spikes facing upwards. I turn my glare towards Chloe but her face is turned away from me her head still resting on her fist. I would have believed she was actually innocent if it weren't for the fact that her hand was still on my chair. I clear my throat to get her attention and when she finally faces me her face is the definition of innocence save for the malicious gleam in her eyes. She glances down at her arm and giggles softly and feigns embarrassment. "Oh silly me, did I accidentally leave my fork on your seat?" She looks up at me with her wide baby blues, fuck I'm going to need a cold shower later on, no doubt. "Really Chloe? Are you really going to resort to petty pranks? It's not enough that you broke my nose but now you stab my ass?" I smirked and as an after thought I add "you know some would argue that you have a crush on me and are trying to gain my attention by being mean." That seemed to anger her because she narrowed her eyes but as she opened her mouth to retort but Lauren beat her to it. "What you broke your nose?" she quickly got up and walked around the table to check my nose. She tilted my face left and right trying to see if it set wrong or if it was still healing, which it was for both. When she finally sat back down I glanced at Chloe to see that her head was down and….was that a tear? Yes, yes it was. Chloe was actually crying. Timidly I put my hand on her knee and rubbed my thumb on her leg in what I hoped was a soothing manner. Her head snapped up to meet my eyes and when she looked at me my heart broke for her all over again. Her eyes were water but I could tell she was determined to keep them from falling, and I could see all the sadness, resentment and hated in her eyes. She jerked her leg away from me and looked away before I could even ask what was wrong. When I broke out of my thoughts I realized Gabe was talking. "She broke your nose? Why?" Shrugging nonchalantly Chloe said "He snuck up on me." I stare at her incredulously, "I did not!" "Did too!" "Not" "Too," "Not," "Too," "Not," "Too," "Not," "Too," "Not," "Too," "Not," "Too," "Not," "Too," "Not," "Shut up." "No." She glared at me and turned away from me. I stuck my tongue out at her turned head. When I looked up I noticed that every one was amused but my family looked beyond happy, I threw my dad a questioning look but he just smiled wider, shook his head and mouthed "Later." I raised an eyebrow questioningly but let the subject drop anyways. Right then a server came and asked us for our orders. And what Simon and I wanted to drink seeing as how we were late getting to the table. When the waiter turned for Jessie's order the waiter had to call her several times before Chloe flicked her nose to gain her attention because it seemed she was to busy staring at Simon. She blushed a vibrant red and mumbled her order. When the waiter left my dad clapped his hands once which I didn't see the point of doing since we all would've looked if he cleared his damn throat instead. He smiled and said in a cheerful voice, "Why don't we take this time to catch up and learn about each other?" Oh gosh, my father is a genius! Why didn't I think of that? Now Chloe HAS to talk about herself! I grinned happily at the thought. "I'll go first!" Jessie said happily. "Hi! As you already know, I'm Jessie, I'm 14 but I'm going to be 15 in 3 months. I succeed in everything I do and the only person more awesome than me is auntie Chloe. OH! And I'm into older men." She stated while staring at Simon. Poor Simon started choking on his water, while Chloe giggled like a mad women. Uuuugh this women will literally be the death of me. I tried to discreetly adjust myself under the table but it was no use you could still see Screech. Yeah I named my dick Screech, I love Saved by the Bell and Screech is the best, so sue me. I desperately tried to think of things to make my trouser snake to go away. Puppies? No. Horses? No. Horses running on a beach? No. Chloe running on a beach….me and Chloe running on a beach….me and Chloe fuc- STOP! No more Chloe and no more fucking beaches! Oh, I know the perfect thought. Simon wanking shower right before I go in and not being courteous enough to wash his jizz off the wall. Yeah, that did it. Bye, boner. It really is a sad day when you have to think about your brother wanking in the shower. "Your turn, Derek," I heard Lauren say. I glanced around the table to see everyone looking at me, except Chloe was looking at the wall next to me, weird. Since I had no idea what they were talking about so I took a chance and said "Hi. My name is Derek and I'm 22, and I'm a photographer." This seemed to get Gabe's interest. "What sort of things do you photograph?" "I photograph bands, like at concerts or for album covers or posters, you know stuff like that." And that captured Jessie's interest to and Chloe's even though she was trying to seem uninterested.

_Chloe's POV_

Would it be fucked up if I said that I was jealous of his job? Because I am, but I shouldn't be. I served my country for Christ sake! I should be proud of that! Which I am don't get me wrong, I don't regret enlisting, not at all. It's just that, I like music to! I want to meet all those cool bands he probably has. I swear to god Jessie could feel my jealousy because to rub salt on the wound she asked, "Which bands have you worked for before?" "Well for a photographer I haven't worked for many, but I've photographed mostly rock bands like My Darkest Days, Hollywood Undead, Asking Alexandria, Black Veil Brides, Good with Grenades, Falling in Reverse and DRUGS." I wasn't even pretending I wasn't jealous or not listening anymore. My mouth was dropped open in shock and my eyes were narrowed in jealousy. That ass-hat got to meet hot as hell dudes and I got shot at for a living? Just add that to the never ending list of why I don't like him. "So Chloe," I looked up to see Kit looking at me. I grimaced but listened to what he had to say for the sake of Jessie. "What did you do while you were in the military? Or are you on leave right now?" he questioned me. "No I'm actually AWOL right now." His eyes widened at that and he exclaimed in a whisper as if I was being stalked by the FBI, "You know that's illegal right?" I chuckled a little at how easily he believed me. "Kit, don't worry I was kidding. I was honorably discharged awhile ago. Also to answer you question, I actually wasn't that high up, I was only a SMA." He narrowed his eyes in confusion. Before asking, "What does that stand for?" "It means Sergeant Major of the Army," I answered. "Have you been in war before?" Simon asked very excitedly. At that moment I have never wanted to drop kick someone so bad in my entire life, because now that he mentioned it I wouldn't be able to stop my self from thinking about those most horrible 2 years in my life. Slowly I saw the world dissipating and when I blinked I was back 1 and half years ago. Standing with my back against a wall; next to a door. I could hardly hear anything other than my panting and pounding heart. I glanced to my left towards my squad, looked at each of them in the eyes hoping to convey how much they meant to me and how I hoped to god we all made it out safely. I looked at Adam hoping he saw all the love I had for him. Slowly I brought up my 5.56 M4 assault rifle, sent a silent prayer to anyone who would listen to keep not only me but all my men safe. I looked back at them one more time and nodded at them then stepped in front of the door; kicked it open and swung in side and that's when all hell broke loose so to speak. I felt blood splatter all over my BDU's and hoped to god there were not casualties for us. I felt several bullets gaze my sides and arms were the vest couldn't cover. After awhile I realized that there weren't anymore bullets being shot from the other side of the room. I looked around the room as all the adrenaline wore off and realized that only me and 2 guys were the only ones still standing and to my immense relief one of them was Adam. As I took a step towards them I staggered a little and I glanced down at my waist to see that I wasn't just grazed but I was shot several times. You would think I would have felt some kind of emotion right then but I didn't, at all, I was just numb. I brought a hand up and gently touched one of the holes on my shirt and winced when I came in contact with the burned skin on my waist. While I watched the blood spread across my torso I heard an agonized sound and jerked my head up to see Adam also staring at my waist. Right then I had a really bad urge to cough and when I did to mine and Adams horror a mouthful of blood came out and that when everything started to go black I heard Adam sob and heard someone else calling for help. After that all I felt was a strange sense of vertigo then nothing and all I could think was "This isn't supposed to end this way." Faintly I heard a female calling my name-sort of like when you're in a dead end tunnel and you whisper but you can still hear it echoing off the walls. Slowly the voice got louder and more frantic and soon the voice was right behind me. I whirled around trying to locate the voice but I couldn't see anything besides blackness. Becoming more and more Panicked I started calling out to the voice. "Hello? Is anyone there? Say something!" I demanded but it fell flat from the quivering in my voice. As I listened to the voice I noticed that I would know that voice anywhere no matter how long it was since I last saw her. In a broken whisper I said "Mommy?" Then I felt someone pushing me forward and when I turned around I saw my mom. With quivering lips I turned around and clung to my mom for dear life.(no pun intended) "mom, its you! It's really you!" She started pushing me away frantically and for the first time I noticed the sheer terror on her face. "Mommy? What's wrong?" She stared at me with tear filled eyes. "Go Chloe! Run straight ahead don't stop no matter what." And she started pushing me again. "What? Why? Mom please tell me what's happening!" With surprising strength she shoved me. "They're coming! You shouldn't be here! It's not your time." And with that I realized what she meant. She didn't want me to die yet. So with that I clung to her once again and whispered brokenly "I love you, mommy." She hugged me back and kissed my head and said "I love you to, baby girl." She pushed me again and with that I ran as fast as I could. All of a sudden I felt something grab my ankles and I was flung several feet ahead. With out looking behind I started crawling ahead but I hit a wall, I looked up and saw a faint light above the blockade and I started clawing at the wall desperately and I felt something trying to drag me back. That's when I redoubled my efforts and started kicking and jerking my legs while trying to get up the wall. Then suddenly the thing got a grip on leg and yanked and as I clung desperately to the wall I screamed for Adam to save me. I screeched his name till my throat was raw and when I couldn't pronounce his name I just screamed a long high pitched, terror filled scream.

All of a sudden I was back at the restaurant but instead of being at the table I was sitting on the floor, clawing at an exit door and my fingers and nails were bleeding, I was hyperventilating and my throat hurt like a bitch. Looking around I saw the whole place staring at me, some people with pity in their eyes others with apprehension or just plain scared, I paid no mind to them and just sought out Gabe. He was a few feet away kneeling next to me. Briefly my eyes flickered over his shoulders and spied Derek frantically trying to get out of Simons and Kit's arms, to get to me it seemed. When I thought of that being a possibility I started to panic slightly and try to scoot away from him. Gabe noticed the panic in my eyes and looked behind him. I faintly heard him whisper something but it wasn't loud enough for me to hear. Whatever he said made Derek look at me with hurt and defeat in his eyes but he stopped struggling anyways. That made me calm slightly but not much. Looking back a Gabe, in his eyes I didn't see pity or sadness which I was extremely grateful for, all I saw was concern. My eyes filled with tears and my lips started quivering again and without a word Gabe came towards me slowly, picked me up and walked out of the restaurant with me held safely in his arms.

So You made it to the end! YAY! I wrote this chapter listening to Nevershoutnever. If you're into acousticy type music I suggest you look them up. Well See you next time! And I will owe you one if you were to Review :)

-Jaycie