A/N: So. I tried to write this chapter Thursday and got half way through it but wasn't really feeling it. I just thought things were moving too fast and there wasn't enough detail and/...I don't know, I knew if I posted it I was going to regret it and disappoint you guys. So I decided to write it on a different day until I got some better ideas. And sure enough, this morning I just randomly got the idea, but I had to do yard work -.- so I was outside for hours. Now here I am, with aching bones and blistered hands, re-writing the next chapter. Now that's love, amiright?

Anyway, thank you for those who reviewed (much more people reviewed and now my heart is repaired), faved, and followed. We're nearing the end of this story. And sorry for the crappy, short chapter. :/

"Riley! It's Maya, I'm here!"

Maya waited outside the door for what seemed like hours. She heard a couple of deep voices she had never heard and a lot of talking before the door finally opened to reveal a red faced, crying Riley. At that moment, a lot of things were racing through Maya's mind.

"Oh, Maya," she said between sobs, letting her in. "Why didn't you tell me?"

Shit—Lucas told her already. "Tell you what?" Maya asked as if she didn't know what she was talking about as she stepped inside; but then she looked up.

There, right in the living room, were two police officers. Holding Lucas. Maya looked at his face—his angry face filled with disbelief and confusion—with an open mouth. This can't happen—and especially not because of her.

"What's going on?" She asked slowly, still looking at Lucas.

"Step aside, Ma'am," one of the officers said impatiently as they tried to take Lucas from the room.

"Wait, no! That's Maya Hart," Lucas said to the officers, trying to break out of their grip.

Maya swallowed.

The officer reluctantly stopped trying to drag Lucas out of the apartment and turned to Maya.

"This man had assaulted a man named Andy Ruiz, who is your boyfriend. Is that correct?"

Riley then left the room, covering her mouth out of shock and disappointment. Maya watched Lucas watch her leave with a sad, broken expression on his face. She looked away.

"Yes, Andy is my boyfriend." Maya ignored the first part.

"Well Mr. Friar here claims that he did this to…protect you. Is that also correct?"

Riley then returned to the room with her baby rested on her hip, bouncing him up and down. "You're making a huge mistake, Lucas would never to that. Especially since he's trying to be a good father figure."

Maya watched Lucas's face soften as he looked at his son and Riley and felt a very familiar pang in her heart.

"Well," the officer continued. "Andy Ruiz decided to press charges against Mr. Friar."

"But he's beating her!" Lucas exclaimed, looking at Maya expectantly, waiting for her to agree with him.

She said nothing.

"We'll let the judge decide that," the officer said, beginning to drag Lucas from the room. "But for now, we need to take you in for questioning."

"Don't worry, Lucas," Riley called, going after them. "My mom will handle this." She ran and gave him a kiss before the officers could pull her away. Maya began to look away but caught Lucas's eye as he pulled away from Riley after their kiss. He had a sad, mournful expression on his face and looked away from her without another word.

Maya knew she should have told the officers that Andy was beating her, and he should be going to jail, not Lucas. But she knew she couldn't, because Andy was smart. She finally realized why Andy didn't fight back and let Lucas beat him up.

He let himself get put in the hospital because he knew then he could press charges against Lucas—and that's exactly what he wanted. To get Lucas out of the way because he found out he was beating her. He was going to let Lucas get arrested, and leave Riley as a single mother.

Maya knew if she told the officers that Andy was beating her, he could be sent to jail. But the thing was: he had been sent to jail for assault four times already and always managed to get out the next day because he "knew a guy." Maya never asked who that guy was and didn't want to know. But she knew that if she told them what Andy did, then he'd get out of jail and not only hunt her down, but Lucas as well and do God knows what to the both of them.

"Maya?"

Oh, yeah. She was still in Riley's apartment. She turned to her and noticed she wasn't carrying her son anymore.

"Yeah, Riley?"

"Why didn't you…how could you not have told me what he was doing to you? I'm your best friend."

"No—not anymore. Lucas is your best friend now, he's your husband." Maya chocked on the last part and prayed Riley didn't notice.

If she did notice, she didn't show it. "Why did you stop talking to me? Was it because of Andy?" Riley began tearing up when she didn't say anything. "Maya, I'm so sorry. I'll help you, don't worry. But for now, I have to call my mom."

"You're telling Topanga?" Maya asked fearfully, getting ready to run.

"I should, but no. Not yet anyway." Riley continued before Maya could try to protest. "But I'm going to call her because Lucas is going to need a lawyer. We're going to go to court."

Maya knew she should have been relieved and happy that Lucas would have a great chance of winning, but she wasn't. Because she knew that Lucas would win if he were going against anyone else, but Andy wasn't just anyone else.