Hey guys, this chapter is a lot longer than the other ones cause I didn't want to give to much away in the previous chapters. Anyway here it is:
Warning: not suitable for children, contains violence.
Chapter number 50. It can always get worse
Danielle made her way into the basement and closed the door behind her, reaching for the light switch that lighted up the room.
She looked around the large concrete room, there were hundreds and hundreds of boxes, all neatly placed and piled up on top of each other so high that they almost reached the roof, there was a pathway down the middle of the room formed like a corridor with walls of cardboard boxes. She walked down it until she reached the end where it separated so that she could got left or right, looking both ways before choosing she decided to go right, looking around curiously as she walked.
As she reached the corner there was a metal topped table with rolled up papers on top, carefully she reached out and unrolled one of them reading it's contents out loud, "16th of December 2013... wait that's today..." she commented scrolling further down the page, "Hit list-" she paused looking further down to see a list of names, "No, no, I'm dreaming" she trembled, chucking the paper back on the table, and looking along it too see a black case that she'd seen before... she just couldn't figure out where... 'wait... Fred had one like that" she throught to herself.
She picked up a cloth from the table and placed it over her hand as she opened the case and looked inside shocked at what she saw... it was a gun. Freaking out completely she dropped the cloth and ran, turning off the light and closing the basement door, leaping up the stairs and racing into her room where she slammed the door and slid down it on her back until she touched the floor. A tear ran down her face, this couldn't be happening, her mother was supposed to be the evil one in her family, but now that she knew the truth she didn't think Janae was all that bad.
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Frank (Serena's father) make his way in the dark along the west wall of the Yabbie creek prison. He knew exactly what he had to do, he'd gone over it a million times on the plane, '8, 9, 10, 11' he thought to himself as he walked past each metal grated window, '15, 16, 17, 18, 19' he stopped as he reached the nineteenth one and pushed a large rock up against the wall so that he could stand on it and look in, and sure enough there Matt was waiting for him right as he'd been told.
"Well it's about time" Matt whispered in frustration.
"Shhh keep your voice down" he snapped quietly, as he pulled a screw driver out from the inside of his jacket and began to unscrew the screws that were in screwed into the stone bricks at the bottom of the bars that held Matt in the prison.
He had to do this, he'd been through it many times in his head, he had to do this for Serena, not that it would have been what she wanted, but to keep himself sane he had to convince himself that she would of wanted this. A few weeks ago he'd gotten a phone call about Jack his son in law that he'd never met, this guy had told him that he was now with Serena's best friend. He'd said that he'd been a close friend of Serena's and wanted to make things right for her, which unknown to Frank was a load of complete garbage.
"Would you harry up already?" Matt said impatiently.
"Yeah I'm doing my best" Frank insured him.
"What about Scott's number did you get that?" Matt asked, running through all the last minute things in his head.
"Yeap, I told you everything's under control".
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Jack twirled Martha around before gliding her back in towards him in the middle of the Holden's lounge room, he was glad to get some time alone with her before the place would be filled with people, so far today he'd been pretty much surrounded by other people.
"So I forgot to ask earlier if you were ok" Jack broke the silence.
"Of course I'm ok" she smiled looking up at him while moving her hands from around his waist to snake around his neck.
"That's good, after lunch today when you came in you seemed a bit stressed".
"Oh yeah, I went into Yabbie creek to get my car washed but ended up in a huge line" she lied.
"Bummer".
"Yeah anyway I better go upstairs and make sure Scott's still right to watch Dylan tonight" Martha explained releasing her grip on Jack and pulling away.
"Aww do you have to?" Jack winged pulling her back in.
"Yes, people are going to be here any minute".
"How about we just ditch this party and go some place nice, just the two of us" Jack grinned leaning forward and planting a quick kiss on her lips.
"You can't do that, your the guest of honour" she exclaimed, "but save that thought for tomorrow night ok?"
"Alright I think I'll cope with that".
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"Yeah of course everything's ready" Scott persuaded Matt who was on the other end of the phone he was talking on.
"Why would I lie? This is what I want to, remember" He argued pacing his way around his room, he wished Matt would take his word for it, he'd never let him down, and tonight everything was going to go to plan, he'd make sure of it.
"Scott" Martha's voice called out as she opened the door and gave him the biggest fright of his life.
"Um I've got to go" Scott said quickly hanging up and turning around like he'd done something wrong.
"You alright Scott? you look like someone screamed blue murder" she laughed.
Gosh murder, that was the last definition he'd thought of for what was going to happen tonight, he'd just thought of it as revenge, well not on his behalf, his part was making sure that his secret wasn't exposed, that was why he was doing this, he'd been blackmailed.
Jesse had found out about what he'd done to Hayley, he hadn't been happy either, Hayley was like a little sister to Jesse. Just lucky for him that Jesse was messed up, otherwise he wouldn't of suggested such a crazy way of making it up to him.
"Earth to Scott" Martha exclaimed waving her hands in front of Scott's face, "did you just hear a word I was saying?"
"Um sorry" Scott said shaking his head quickly to wake himself up.
"Anyway, I was wondering if you were still fine to watch Dylan tonight up here?"
"Yeah sure" he smiled, "I wasn't really in the mood for all the questions that would be asked, especially about Hayley" he added, lying straight through his teeth. He hadn't told anyone the real story about Hayley, he couldn't, instead he'd told them that she'd taken off with Noah and he hadn't seen either of them since.
"Yeah, it must be hard".
"Well I'm sure I'll be more comfortable taking about it as I get used to it".
"Yeah, well I'm sure the music will be loud enough to hear from down stairs, so I'm sure you and Dylan will still get a few dances" she smiled.
"Yeah".
"Well anyway, Dylan's in his room, have fun I better get down stairs, people will be here any minute" she told him.
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2 hours later
Martha made her way down the cold passage way of the prison, she'd left the party about half an hour ago, she couldn't stay there, everyone was so happy and all she could think about was the brick that got thrown at her car yesterday. She walked uneasily toward the bars of Jesse's cell, it was dark and cold and she found it hard to believe that not that long ago she'd been to a place like this often to visit Jack. She shivered as she tried to ask herself if this was really going to fix anything, she'd convinced herself earlier that facing Jesse himself was going to help her come to terms with things, Jack had one convinced her to face Corey after he had hurt her, and it had helped, she just hoped that it would work this time too.
"Hello Martha" Jesse Smirked at her as she sat down, "I knew you'd come around, I knew you'd see that I'm the one for you".
Martha felt disgusted, now she wished she hadn't come, "gosh get it thought that think head of yours that I'm never going to be with you would you?" she snapped.
"Well hello to you too babe" he laughed.
"Don't call me that".
"Why not, you know you love it".
"You really are messed up, you know why? Cause you've got some weird fantasy on that messed up head of yours. Your the one on the wrong side of the bars Jesse, I can get up and go when ever I want, but you, your stuck in there with no control, what ever you had planed is history, it's over Jesse face it" Martha finished giving off a sort of half chuckle.
"It's not the end yet Martha" Jesse told her, leaning forward to whisper, "It's only just about to begin sweetheart" he whispered coldly before sitting back in his set upright and giving her a controlling smirk. "Let the games begin" he glared and evil glare.
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Back at the Holden's place people were beginning to leave the party.
"Well congratulations to both of you" Beth exclaimed to Peter and Lara.
"Thanks" Peter smiled, "well we better get going then".
"Yeah we should" Lara sighed, "thanks for inviting us though".
"Oh your welcome" Beth told them before being interrupted by Jack.
"Have you guys seen Martha anywhere?" he asked, seeming concerned.
"Not in the last half hour no" Beth answered as Peter and Lara left, "I'm sure she's fine".
"Yeah your probably right" Jack agreed calming down, "anyway I'm just going to go for a walk".
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Scott sat as he watched Dylan play, he couldn't believe he was actually going to do this but he knew he had to make himself anyway. Calmly he got up and walked halfway down the stairs to see if anyone was around, there was only Tony and his mum chatting.
"Hey Dylan how about I read you a story and put you to bed, your mum will kill me if she finds out i let you stay up this late" he explained helping Dylan get up and go to his room. He closed the door and instead of getting a book out he reached into his pocket and pulled out some rope and a tea towel, 'well here goes' he thought to himself.
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Jack walked through the dark along the path at the edge of the beach, the moon shone across the water, glistening along a trail in the ripples of the waves. He smiled at this, he'd missed it so much, before his life had turned upside down he used to take this place for granted, but now he promised himself that he would never do that again.
Up ahead of him he could see another person walking along the path towards his direction, 'probably just another person out enjoying the view' he thought to himself, although he couldn't help but fell a little uneasy about the stranger making his way towards him in the darkness, alone. The person was unrecognizable, he was not much taller than Jack, his build was fairly strong yet not dangerous, well that's only what it looked like anyway, little did he know, this stranger was a threat to him, someone who wanted him dead, someone who was out for revenge. He was dressed in black, a gun hidden in the inside pocket of his hooded jacket, as he turned his head towards the ocean, the hood that had been hiding his face from the light of the moon suddenly let in the light, showing his identity, it was none other than Matt.
He was supposed to be still in jail, locked away and as far as he was concerned they should of thrown away the key, he stepped closer to Jack, now only a meter or two away. He slowly used both hands to pull his hood away from his face, letting it dangle behind him, as he studied Jack in front of him he realized that now was the time to finish things off, now was when he would finally make things right, he was supposed to wait another hour, but he had to do it now. He unzipped his jacket fiddling around for his gun.
"What do you think your doing here?" Jack asked slowly taking a step backwards.
"What do you think I'm doing?" Matt blabbed back pulling out the gun and pointing it at Jack.
Jack, felling helpless threw his hands up in the air on ether side of him, he was scared, the haunting memories of the events on the night of Sean's death playing over and over in his head, except this time he wasn't the one with the gun, Matt was, and there was nothing he could do, he was defenseless, a sight not many people had seen there much loved cop in. "Matt, you don't have to do this" he started.
"Yes I do!" he yelled trembling, "I'm giving you what you deserve".
Jack could see the look of fear in Matt's eyes, the gun he was holding with both hands was shaking from his fear. Fighting for his life, Jack lashed out hitting Matt to the ground as he pushed hard on his chest. The gun that had been shaking flew to the ground next to them both. Hearing the sound of it fall to the ground they both stopped their wrestling and looked at it where it sat on it's side on the concrete path, there eyes imediently focused back on each other and a fight broke out, both trying to stop the other from reaching out and snatching the gun from it's position.
Matt paused for a moment, "This is for what you did to Sean" he hissed before using all his strength to roll Jack over so that he could give him one hard punch in the face. He then used one arm to hold Jack down and the other to reach out and grab the fire arm from the path. When it was safely in his hands he stood up regaining the position of having two hands firmly holding the gun out towards Jack. Jack slowly got up on his feet his hands once again up on ether side of him, begging for mercy, "any last words holden?" he said firmly. He knew what he wanted for revenge, and he knew what he had to do to get it, so he did what he had to do, shotting one defined bullet in the direction of Jack, hitting him and towering him to the hard ground of cement.
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Tony walked down the upstairs hall way on his way to bed, going past Dylan's room on his way, and for some reason he decided to check on his grand son. Opening the door he came across the sight of Scott tieing Dylan up.
"What the hell do you think your doing?"
"Um" Scott jumped looking up and racing to the door to grab Tony and pull him into the room, this wasn't in the plan, but now he was going to have to deal with one extra person than he'd planned to.
"Let go of me" Tony squirmed as Scott tied him up and pushed him into a chair.
"Don't even think of moving" Scott warned pulling out a gun.
"Scott why are you doing this?"
"I'm doing this for Hayley" he snapped, "you didn't honestly believe that she just walked out on me did you?"
"Well-"
"I killed her Tony, I killed her, and little Noah, it was an accident, they wouldn't want me to be charged, so I had to cover it up, and that ment keeping people quiet, that's why I'm doing this, I'm sorry Tony, but you just happened to get yourself caught up in this, and now your just going to have to deal with it".
"Scott if someone's blackmailing you-" Tony started.
"Then I just have to go along with it" Scott finished him, "Look this would all just be a lot easier if you cooperated with me. In a minute someone's going to climb a ladder to this window and take you and Dylan away, don't make this difficult of I promise you I'll shot".
"Look why do you have to get Dylan into this? He's four for goodness sakes, let him go and just take me" Tony pleaded.
"But he's already seen to much" Scott told him before being interrupted by at tap on the glass, he looked around to see Frank through the glass, it was almost over now, all he had to do was get them out of here and his work was over, then Frank would deal with them properly.
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"So tonight wasn't all that bad" Rose sighed as she snuggled into the pillow next to Boyd who was already lying down.
"Nah it wasn't" he agreed before getting up.
"Where are you going?" she asked.
"Just to check on Dani" he lied.
"Alright don't be too long" she yawned.
"Ok" he agreed, leaving the room and walking down the hall way past Danielle's room and down the stairs to the basement to fetch his gun before coming back up and looking back into the bedroom he and Rose shared, she looked so peaceful just laying there, he'd grown to love her over the last couple of years, now it was all going to end, not that he wanted it to, he loved her so much, things had gotten out of control, they were never ment to have a child, let alone start to have a second one, he held out the gun from where he stood at the door, but he couldn't bring himself to shoot. This was his wife, the mother of his children, the woman who was pregnant with his baby right now, he just couldn't do it.
Scared of what he'd gotten himself into he raced into the basement again, making his way to the metal topped table in the corner and taking in a deep breath, he pulled out his phone and found he'd missed two messages, the first was from Frank, 'I dealt with the kid', and the second was from Matt, 'I did it, Jack's dead'.
Boyd hated himself by this point, he through his phone to the ground watching it as it smashed. Then he reached for the gun and put the end right against the temple of his head, he was going to end it all now.
Author note: Ok so that was the end, please review, even if you've never reviewed before and you absolutely hate this fic i still want to hear from you.
Thank you to everyone who's encouraged and reviewed over the last three stories that made up this trilogy, It's been great reading all you thoughts and encouragement.