Hey! My friend gave me these ideas! At least for this part! She Rocks! But I am the one who made it up! The story line that is! I thank you all for the marvelous reviews! Yay!

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Ok I want to get on with the story.

Here be da story!

"You kill him and I kill you," Raven threatened again. She had a look of pure seriousness on. If he would even move, she would slice his throat.

"Raven, don't do that! Don't Raven!" Gar warned. "Raven, it's not worth going to jail for! Raven put the knife down." Gar choked out in a scratchy voice. His voice was demented due to Malchior pressing harder on Gar's neck with his foot.

"Raven, love, listen to your boyfriend. He is smart, sometimes. But not very smart when it comes to fighting!" Malchior laughed. As he laughed he pressed harder on Gar's neck with his foot. Gar began coughing up blood. Malchior smiled at Raven and evil smile. Gar just glared at him when he wasn't coughing up is gut. This all made Raven even more upset. She slyly grazed the skin on his neck and quickly moved and cut his arm wide open. Malchior quickly drew back and held his neck and arm, blood rushing to the elbow of the arm holding his neck and his shirt was dripping in blood. Raven quickly rushed to Gar's side.

"Are you ok?" she cried as she lifted him up so he was sitting with his head leaning on her legs. Malchior left the room and went up to find where the captain was and do something about his arm.

"Rae, that wasn't good. He could probably get you put in jail now! Raven, why did you do that?" Gar scolded. He got up so that he was on his knees, though it hurt, so he was facing Raven. He put his hands on her shoulders and shook her slightly.

"Gar I couldn't just let him kill you! And besides! I was defending you so he can't do anything to me! Well, I think anyways." Gar looked more angry than relieved. Yet he pulled her into a hug.

"Raven, it's my turn to be mom! Don't you ever do that again. I could have found a way out. You know me!" Raven hugged him back and smiled.

"Yes, daddy." She let go and stood up offering him a hand. Reluctantly accepting he stood to his feet. "You need to go wash your face, you got blood coming out from every inch of your face.

"We need to find Malchior and get back to shore. We could turn him in, or just let it slide. I don't know what we should do. I guess we can figure that out after we get him to a hospital." They walked to the bathroom and Gar grabbed a towel and stuck it under the sink. He looked at Raven through the mirror.

"Can't we just let him rot and die! It would be easier." She complained.

Gar ran the towel over his face making the blood disappear, "Raven, if he had hurt me, really bad, would you have killed him? And no we can't just let him rot and die! The easy way, isn't always the right way," he plainly stated. Gar splashed some water on his face then dried it off and looked at his reflection. His messy green and brown hair looked messier than usual and his shirt was bloody. "I look positively wonderful," he said sarcastically as he shrugged.

"I think you look fine," Raven commented emotionlessly. She was starting to act like her self again now that all the commotion was over. He turned to her and caressed her cheek with his hand.

"And you look stunning." He now held both her cheeks in his hands and kissed her straight on the lips very passionately. He let go and looked down at her (A.N.- it sounds mean but she is shorter than him, by far, in my story! Hehe! Onward!) "Thank you for saving me, Rae." She gave him a cute sort of smirk and weaved her fingers between his. They left the room and started their search for Malchior.

"Captain, I need you to take this boat to shore, please." Malchior looked at the captain, blood dripping from both arms. (A.N.- when he held his neck, that arm got bloody too. So ya.)

"Um, you aren't Mr. Logan, Mrs. Logan or Garfield. And you are most definitely not the lovely lady Garfield brought on to the boat yesterday. So um, who are you?" the captain asked confused.

"I, sir, am the abominable snow man. I AM A VICTIM CANT YOU SEE! Garfield went crazy and cut me all to shreds! Get me to shore before I die!" he ordered in a demanding but calm voice.

"Yes, Mr. Abominable. Whatever you say!" the captain started to head toward the shore.

Raven and Gar walked out onto the deck and saw that they were approaching the shore.

"Hey we must have turned around. Oh crud!" Gar observed as they saw Malchior approaching.

"Hello, precious Raven. I have a deal." Malchior motioned for them to sit as though he were a criminal hiering a hit man. Gar and Raven both sat down in the chairs on the deck. "I will not have my parents sue you for damaging my amazing skin if Raven will once again become mine. If I sue you, Logan, then you could possibly go to jail for attempted murder and Raven would be mine anyways. So either Raven comes to me the easy way, or I get her because of her loss of you." Malchior offered.

" . . ." Raven was speechless. As much as she disliked Malchior, she really didn't want Gar to go to jail, even if it meant her discomfort. After all she could always run away to New York or Los Angeles.

"Raven," Gar said in almost a questioning voice.

Sleepy Time! Good night!

DreamerGirl02