Chapter 13

It had been about a month since Chris and Sin had actually declared a relationship. Chris had been training for about a week, and decided to take a day off. It's not like he had a match anytime soon or anything, he just liked to stay sharp. He had been laying in a long chair in the front yard of his house. His eyes were covered by sunglasses, as he just lay there, with no shirt on, with only his boxer trunks on. He watched as cars drove by, as he just enjoyed the warmness of the day, and trying to keep his tan a bit. His eyes were open, but no one would know that, because he layed completely still, besides breathing, and the fact that he had shades on. His muscle mass had increased slightly over the month. He would watch as cars would pass, some slowing down. In those slowing cars he would see some girls staring out their windows at him. And after they had pulled away he smiled. In one of the cars that had slowed down he saw a guy staring at him. After it was gone he shuddered a bit

Awaking to the sound of birds chirping she smiled. It was like something out of a disney movie. She had slept in a silk nightgown. wrapping a nice silk robe around her she walked outside seeing him there. Rubbing her eyes lightly attempting to become more awake,she sat down on the very edge of the chair running her fingers softly down his abs kissing him lightly. "Good morning love.." She smiled warmly. Seeing as girls were passing she hugged him with a sence of claiming her property.

His eyes had glanced over at her as she had walked up and sat down on the chair. A smile had come across his face as he tightened up his abs as a reaction to her rubbing her fingers down them. "Morning Sin." He had put at arm around her as she had hugged him, kissing her gently on the lips.

"Tanning I see..isn't that what I should be doing?" She giggles lightly hiding her eyes from the sun. Being trapped down in some kind of basement her whole life she still wasn't used to the sun. She also happened to take pride in her pale deathlike complection.

"Well, I never said you couldn't join me." He smiled lightly. "You know, I was gonna do this in the backyard, but I really didn't want to pick up the longchair. I'm that lazy today." He smiled again.

"uh huh..right..you know you just Love the attention babe..You love the spot light.." She smiles playfully getting up slowly. " can I get you anything?"

"Well, so what if I like the spotlight? But I am kinda still freaked about the last car before you came out here. A guy was staring with this wicked smile on his face." He laughed a bit nervously. "You know that you don't have to get it for me. I can get it myself."

She giggles lightly. " You know you loved him." She shakes her head." I know..but I much rather. Especially after all you have done for me.."

"No, I didn't love him." He smiles warmly. "Well, if you really want to, then do you think you could get me a glass of Pepsi?" He spoke looking up at her through the shades.

She nods smiling making her way slowly back up to the house making him a glass of pepsi. Grabbing a bottle of water for herself she takes it back out handing it to him slowly. "Here you are."

"Thank you love." He smiled warmly, as he took a sip from his glass. "Why don't you grab a long chair and sit out here with me? It's relaxing."

She shakes her head lightly. "You're very welcome love but ..I'm sorry..I so don't do ..tanning..ow..I'll burn. He he. I'll be inside if you need me.." Leans down kissing him softly then walks back up to the house slowly.

He took a sip from his glass of Pepsi as he watched her walk back into the house. He seemed to be staring at her butt a bit. He bit his bottom lip gently as he raised his glass again to take another sip. After she had gotten inside he stood up, walking toward the door. He walked in after her. "Eh, I've tanned enough. I'm probably a good color by now." His free hand was raised to take off those shades revealing those bright green eyes. He set the glasses on the counter, looking at her smiling.

As she gets into the house she sits on the couch crossing her legs smiling. She was unbelievably happy. Everything was just so perfect for her. She heard the door open and she smiled looking up at him. Gazing deep into his eyes. Losing herself within them as she always seemed to do.

He took one last sip from his glass before setting it down on the table. His feet trailed him toward the couch that she was laying on. He kneeled down next to her, kissing her on the forehead gently. "You seem very happy."

She blushed smiling at him. "I am.." she replied. She kissed his lips gently with a grin. "Thanks to you.." She then pulled him closer hugging him tightly.

He feels her arms wrap around him. He wraps his arms around her also, kissing her lips gently. He looks into her eyes. "I love you Sinister..."

From the moment the words left his lips her eyes teared up. She couldn't believe what she was hearing. It looked like he said it. He looked like he meant it. Yet she was having a hard time believing what he had said. She smiled ever so sweetly and she gazed deep into his eyes. She replied,"I Love you...Chris..".

He had hoped that he would hear the words from her mouth. And he did. He smiled widely, as he pressed his lips against hers again, holding the kiss there for a moment.

She kissed him back not wanting to let it end. A tear slid down her cheek. Never before had any man seen even a bit of weakness in her. Yet he did everyday. She let him. She trusted him. She loved him.

His body climbed up onto the couch, as he kept his lips pressed against hers. Keeping his eyes shut also. His hands begun to trail up and down her body, but keeping away from any bad spots, for now.

She had been pushed back gently on the couch yet she had no objections as she continued to kiss him back. As he touched her,it sent shivers up and down her body. She then wrapped her arms softly around his neck pulling him in closer.

He starts to add a bit of tongue to the kiss as it slowly slides into her mouth. He feels her pull him closer and he begins to move around her back, going down toward her butt slowly.

She ever so gently plays with his tongue gleefully kissing him. Her back arches a bit as he trails. As she pulls away to look into his eyes and smile,the door is blown down. She screams backing away quickly as her master and his croonies stood there at the door.

His eyes open up quickly as he breaks the kiss, looking at the door, which was now in pieces. He quickly climbs off of her and pulls her up and starts pushing her toward the bedroom. "Go go go!" He yells out before pushing her into the bedroom and slamming the door. He turns around to see someone standing in front of him. He quickly throws a right punch as hard as he can into the person's face, and he goes down. Chris is about to go to a different person, but feels a jolt through his body and he stops moving. He falls to the floor, as he passes out. Someone had gotten him with a stun gun.

Sinister shakes a bit as she is quickly pushed out of the room. She screamed back at him. "No..I'm not leaving you..I can fight too.." Yet he had shut the door in her face. She heard bodies hitting the floor so she ran out. She couldn't help it. She had to make sure Chris was ok. She flung open the door and ran out as he fell motionless to the ground. She screamed crying a bit as her master's right hand man came up from hehind her grabbing her. She fell to her knees crying,attempting to reach out for Chris to make sure he was still alive. "Wake up Chris..I'm so sorry..I love you..please!!" She had cried out as she was being dragged away. They took her out and slammed her into the back of a trunk.She curled into a ball as she cried. "I knew it was too good to be true..or atleast..too good to last.." All the screaming and crying quickly stressed her beyond. A way she hadn't felt in a very long time. She quickly passed out in the trunk of the speeding car as Chris was left behind.

About a half hour later, Chris woke up to Mike's voice. "Chris! Chris! Wake up man!" Chris's eyes slowly opened up. "Ooohhh... What the hell happ..." He stopped in mid sentence and looked around quickly. "Sin! Sin!!" Mike looked confused. "What happened here?" Chris looked at Mike. "They took her! The bastards took her!" He quickly stood up and sprinted into his room, grabbing a somewhat long safe from underneath the bed. He pulled it out and layed it on top of the bed. He turned the knob on the padlock to the combonation to unlock it. He pulled the lock off and opened up the lid of the safe, looking at the various weapons in their holsters and sheaths. He quickly grabbed a shirt from off of the floor, and quickly put it on. He then strapped on two different weapons after putting pants on also. A simple 9mm handgun in a shoulder holster with two extra mags, and an 11" combat knife in a sheath strapped to his right lower leg, which was covered by the pants. He slammed the safe shut and put the lock back on, leaving it on the bed. He quickly put on a jacket to cover up the gun. He attempted to move out of the house but was stopped by Mike. "Whoa whoa whoa! Where are you goi--" He was interrupted by Chris's right hand, and soon Mike was on the ground, unconcious. He quickly moved to his car and opened up the door, got in, and shut the door. He started the car up and peeled out of the driveway, on the search for Sin. "Don't worry, Sin... I'm coming.. Stay strong.."

The car came to a hault.Her master reattached her collar and chain. He then yanked on it pulling her out of the trunk. Landing hard on all fours,sinister's hands and knees quickly got torn up by the rocks and concrete. She couldn't stop crying. She had been so very strong before. She could stop the tears and be cocky and spit in his face yet. She was now weak. No longer could she stand up for herself. This was a problem. She refused to listen to him though and he dragged her back into his old house. He then pushed her through the door as she cowered he kicked her. She fell back hitting her head on the edge of a wall and she quickly passed out. When she had awakened, she was swinging. Her arms were chained up over her head, her legs were chained together. His right hand man sat upon the now horizontal punching bag that laid on the floor. She had taken it's place. Her master came at her punching her non stop. Left,right,left, right,left,right,scream. Yet through all of this pain she couldn't help but think of Chris. She was never religious yet she felt this a better time than any to pray. She didn't quite know what she was praying to, or whom. Yet,she knew something had to help him. "Please..who ever is listening..make sure Chris is ok..please.."

Chris knew where Palanca lived, and he was on his way there right now. His hands were wet on the wheel, as he had been gripping it so tight that he may rip it off. After about 15 minutes he made it to Palanca's street, and just parked on the street about a block away from the house. It was close to dark now, and Chris had been wearing dark colors. He makes his way toward the house, ready to draw either of his weapons. He waited it out a bit before actually going onto his property. It was now completely dark outside, and it seemed that Palanca didn't have any lights on the outside of his house. Or any on the streets. This would just make it easier. He moved around the house and toward the back yard, where one of the people at his house was standing right on the side of the house, facing it, with his hands down toward his crotch. Chris thought that he was just taking a piss, but when he got closer, he saw that the guy's arm was moving back and forth. He just gave a look in disgust and wrapped his right arm around his neck, and kept his left arm pointed up, as his right hand had gripped his left forearm as he flexed his arms, strangling the man. The man struggled, trying to get him off of him.He had no weapons. After he went completely limp, he slowly set him down, and checked his pulse, seeing it was slow. But that was normal for someone who was unconcious. Chris looked around and moved to the corner of the house. His head peeked around the corner to see someone walking toward the corner, calling out a name. "Larry? Larry? Hey man, this ain't funny." He then reached the corner "Where are y--" He was cut off by Chris's elbow to his throat, as he struggled and gasped for air. Chris grabbed the back of the man's head and slammed it against the wall, and just dropped him. Another unconcious. Chris looked around again. He moved around the corner and toward the back door of the house.

She hadn't noticed before but she looked down at her body to observe the damage. Her sight was blurred as she was dizzy. They had apparently stripped her completley naked. After an hour or so of all of the guys in the house taking swings at her,she just hung there unconcious.Her body was cut,bleeding and bruised beyond anything.The guys just sat around the house,some drinking,some sleeping and some touching her and getting themselves off.Luckily she couldn't feel them, her body had a sort of numbness to it now. She felt nothing but non stop pain. Yet still unconcious, she just hung there, her body swinging slightly back and forth. The chains had been dripping blood as they wrapped too tightly around her wrists holding her up there.

Chris had looked through one window to observe everyone inside, there were two people in the kitchen, which is where the door he was at would lead. And then Palanca was sitting on the couch with a Corona in his hand. Chris then slowly opened the door, and saw that one person was raiding the fridge, and another was starting to boil water for what they were about to cook. His slowly walked in as the door shut quietly behind him. He walked slowly toward the man raiding the fridge, and then he had his plan. He kicked behind him to kick the person boiling water in the back. He quickly turned around to see Chris standing there. The man quickly grabbed the pot of boiling water and threw the water at Chris. But Chris grabbed the man raiding the fridge and pulled him in front of him to take the water. The man screamed bloody murder, as Chris threw the screaming man at the one who attacked him. They both fall to the ground, one still screaming. He kicks that guy in the jaw, completely shattering it and knocking him unconcious. The second one quickly gets up and attepmts to tackle Chris. The man wraps his arms around Chris's waist, as Chris elbowed him in the spine, grabbed his waist and lifted him up. He then threw him against a wall, where he slammed his head and fell to the ground, unconcious. Palanca was then running toward him. Chris quickly drew his gun and pointed it at Palanca, screaming at the top of his lungs. "SIT THE FUCK DOWN!!!!!!" Palanca stops dead in his tracks, and slowly backs away. "On the couch! NOW!" Palanca rushes for the couch and sits down. Chris puts the gun to Palanca's head and rests his finger on the trigger. "Where is she?" He asked calmly. "Fuck you!" Chris gives a hard slap to the face to try to get him to cooperate. "Where is she?" "Go fuck yourself!" Chris punches him hard in the face, but not enough for him to knock him out. "Where is she?!" "SHE'S MINE!" Chris punches him hard in a very not so great spot for a man. Palanca screams loudly. "WHERE IS SHE?!" "AHH! AHH!! YOU'LL NEVER GET OUT OF HERE ALIVE!!" Chris holsters his gun and slowly bends over to grab his knife. He grabs Palanca's kneecap and pushes the knife in, not too slow, not too fast, but enough to cause a hell of alot more pain than getting punched in the balls. Palanca screams louder than ever. "THIS IS YOUR LAST CHANCE! WHERE THE FUCK IS SHE?!?!?!" "AAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!! BASEMENT!!! AAAAAHHHH!!!" Chris steps back and gets a running start and kicks Palanca straight in the jaw, knocking him unconcious. Chris moves around the house, and down the stairs quickly to see her hanging completely naked, battered, bruised, abused. He draws his gun again and stands underneath her, as he aims up at the chain, and pulls the trigger, a loud shot ringing out and hitting the chain, breaking it. Sin started to fall, but was caught by Chris. He holstered his weapon, and kneeled down, supporting her body. He walks with her in his arms up the stairs, and outside the house, toward his car. Tears were streaming down his face, his teeth gritting and grinding, eyes redder than a cokehead from the rage, the fury, the anger. He gets her in the car and begins to drive her to the hospital.

Sinister awakened slightly,eyes only slit open. She looked up at him weakly coughing gently as she was layed in the car. She looked over to him and hugged him softly, with all the energy she had. He had to be an illusion yet she was ok with that. It was just great to see him again. Her eyes teared as she cried ever so gently her whimpers of pain,fogging up what little sight she had at the moment.Her body began to shake a little as something inside of her ruptured. From too many bruises she was bleeding eternally and quickly passed out again,entering a coma type state.

Those green eyes of his had glanced down at her as he felt her arms wrap around him. He spoke softly, but there was a tremble in his voice. "It's alright Sin. I'm here. Just hang on, I'm here." Tears started to roll slowly down his cheek. He absolutely hated seeing her like this. Palanca would pay even further, even if his boxing career was over due to a stab wound in his kneecap, a ruptured testicle, and a broken jaw. He would have killed him, but that wouldn't satisfy him enough. He needed more time to torture him even further, but he didn't have any. He glanced down at her again, seeing that she passed out. "Stay with me Sinister.. Please.. I don't want to lose you." He took his gun holster off, because he didn't want to be held up by hospital security and get sent to the police station. He needed to be with her at all times. His right arm was then wrapped around her, holding her close. "I'm here Sinister... I'm here." He finally got to the hospital, and quickly stepped out of the car, with her in his arms. He quickly ran into the lobby, it was late, so there weren't that many people there. "I need some help here! Right now! I need help!" Hospital employees started to rush over to him, one with a bed, he layed her on the bed. Doctors and nurses came out of different rooms, beginning to take her away. Chris started to move with them, but he was stopped by security. "Hold it buddy, authorized personell only." "But my--" "I said 'authorized personell only!" He gave Chris a hard push, hard enough to knock him down. Chris took a deep breath and quickly stood up. He moved quickly toward the security guard. Another security guard yelled out. "Tim! Just let him in!" The security guard who had pushed Chris had yelled back. "No! If the fucker wants to get in, he'll have to get past me first!" Chris spoke calmly. "I can do that. But I don't want to. So if you would just MOVE THE FUCK OUT OF MY WAY!" The security guard drew his stun gun and almost stunned him, but Chris had grabbed his arms with both hands and turned around, throwing him over his shoulder about 10 feet from him. Chris quickly then moved toward him and took the stun gun from his hand. "One time is enough for me asshole!" He put the stunner to the guard's neck, and pushed the button, holding it there for a good 5 seconds, knocking him unconcious. He dropped the stunner, and looked at the other guards. He sighed heavily. "I suppose you want to take me in, huh?" "Hell no, that guy's a dick! Go on in!" He nodded. "Thanks guys!" He quickly ran through the door, catching up with Sin and the hospital staff. A doctor had spoken to him. "What's her name?" "Sinister Rose." "And what is your name?" "Christopher Sheppard." "Mr. Sheppard, can you explain to us what the hell happened to Ms. Rose here?" "I'll explain later, just please... Get her some treatment." The doctor nodded and turned to face the others. "Get her in there and start the procedure!" Chris spoke again. "I want to be there." "I'm sorry Mr. Sheppard I--" "Doctor! Please! I love that woman with all my heart... I want to be there, I want to be by her side." The doctor stood there for a few seconds before nodding. "Alright, but if a nurse or doctor needs the space you're in, then you move, understand?" "Of course." They both walked into the room, as there was then indistinct chatter among Chris, the doctors, and the nurses.

Sinister had been quickly hooked to the IV. Her sight drifted in and out,with a doctor pressing hard onto her chest.She heard a loud voice shouting out,"5 Compressions.." The room was spinning uncontrolably. She heard 5 or 6 different voices,she was very unsure as they were unclear. Only one voice was recognizable. She shouted out weakly. "Chris! Chris.. where are you..help me..i'm scared.."She cried as she was so confused. As she felt a sudden sting in her arm,she drifted slowly back to sleep. They had drugged her back to sleep. She was in critical condition and she wasn't gonna make it out of there alive without a surgery. The doctors rolled her gurnery up the hall,into the elevator. Once there, they went up to the operating floor. They cut into her stomach cleaning up the excess blood and stitching up the wounded areas. After 3 excruciation hours they were finally done. The nurses rolled her off into recovery as the surgeon walked to him with a soft smile. "Chris, We fixed everything we could..She's gonna be ok. You can go visit her in the Recovery room now. She was heavily drugged so she may not be awake for awhile. Sinister layed there asleep. Still pale,yet looking a bit more healthy her cheeks blushed slightly. She was slowly regaining color. She was safe. She was healing. She was gonna be ok.

He had been standing next to her. Tears were still rolling down his cheek. His eyes opened up as he heard her voice. He hunched over downward and slid his hand underneath hers. He held her hand. "I'm here Sin... I'm here." He watched as they had drugged her, and as she was falling back to sleep, he uttered out the three words "I love you," before she fell completely asleep. As they had wheeled her down the hall to the elevator, he was stopped by the doctors. "Sorry Mr. Sheppard. You can't come up here." "Please Doctor... I need to be by her side." "We need to perform an operation, and we can't let you on the operating floor." The other doctor spoke to him. "Mr. Sheppard, please don't make this any harder than it is already. You can wait here while we perform the operation." "But... I..." Chris's head sunk. "Alright. Just please Doctor... Do everything you can to save her... I can't stand to lose her." They both nodded as they caught separate elevators up as they had already gotten Sin into the O.R. Chris sat down in a chair on the other side of the elevators. His right hand reached down into his pants pocket. He pulled out his cell phone and dialed the house. He put the phone to his ear. Someone picked up on the other end. "Hello?" Chris spoke. "Mike? It's Chris. Look, I have to apologize... For knocking you unconcious." "No, Chris, it's alright. I can understand. You were worried about-- Sin! That reminds me! Is she OK?" "They have her in an O.R. right now, she should be fine." "That's good to know... Where did you find her?" "Palanca's." "What did you do to him?" "Well, I had to take out a few of the people partying at--" "You didn't kill them did you?!" "No, of course not! I just knocked them unconcious." "Did you have to use your gun?" "Only to get Palanca to sit down." "What did you do to him?" "Something that he'll never forget." "Alright, let me rephrase that. What's broken on him now?" "He has a broken Jaw, a stab wound in his right kneecap, and I'm positive that he has a ruptured ball." Mike was silent for a moment. "I can't imagine how that feels..." "Look, Mike, can you watch the house for a little while?" "Yeah of course, I have been for the past hour. I was only unconcious for about 15 minutes." "Great, thanks Mike." "No problem Chris." They both hung up. He waited for a good three hours before a doctor came down the elevator and told him that she was in the recovery room. He quickly stood up, and ran into the elevator. "Thank you Doctor..." He looked at the nametag. "...Stiles." He nodded. Chris took the elevator down to Recovery, and looked at certain beds, searching for her. He found her, still asleep. He quickly pulled up a chair, and sat down. He could finally rest, knowing that she was OK. He held onto her hand, as his head seemed to sink down onto the bed next to her, he slowly fell asleep, as it had been a long day.