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Brax's POV:

I felt like I had been asleep for hours when I was woken by movement in Charlie's room. My first instinct was to protect Charlie, but to my relief it was just the nurse checking on her.

"You can't stay here the night" she says to me "visiting hours ended a while ago; you're going to have to leave... I'm sorry"

"Why can't I stay? She's my girlfriend" I say, the anger about everything that had happened coming out in my voice,

"I...I'm sorry sir, but its policy" my anger was starting to scare her, so I calmed myself down

I sigh... "Fine... but can I stay just a few minutes longer?" I beg, my tone of voice changing from anger to defeat.

"Sure, but only a few more minutes... she will still be here in the morning" the nurse says as she leaves Charlie's room.

I kiss Charlie on the forehead before I leave. I hate the thought of leaving her, but I had to. Maybe I needed sleep anyway. But I'll be back as soon as visiting hours allow.

Brodie's POV:

'I don't know man,' riley says to me, his voice full of panic. I'm too tired and frustrated to be dealing with him. I am so angry at Tegan for letting the cop get away. 'Isn't there another way?'

'For the last time riley, there is no other way!' I yell, whacking my hand on the steering wheel for emphasis. He's really getting on my nerves. 'Brax knows it was us. He's going to come looking for us. We have to get him before he has a chance to get to us.'

'Maybe we should just keep it between us, instead of involving them,' riley suggests. Idiot. How many times to I have to tell him?

'We don't have a choice bro!' I yell.

I sigh. 'If there was any other way I would have thought of it by now, but there's not.'

'But involving hammer and his boys?' riley persists. I roll my eyes. 'Wouldn't it be better to just keep it between us?'

'Give it a rest riley, alright? Even though he left, Brax still has too much sway with the boys.'

"But if they knew about the cop that would all change"

"No, no it wouldn't... get it through your head mate... this is our only option. Going to the boys isn't going to help... at all. They will side with Brax. No matter what we say. Hammer hates Brax as much as we do... he will help. You'll see. Now shut it!"

We pull up on the curb outside hammer's place. It looks even dodgier from the outside than my house does. We walk across the lawn to the front door, riley trailing behind me. Wimp. It takes several knocks for someone to him to answer. He smiles out of the corner of his mouth, ugly mug.

'What the hell are you two doing here?' he asks.

We wanted to talk to you,' I say, holding hammer's gaze.

'And what makes you think I'll listen?'

'I think you're going to hear what we have to say.'

'And why's that?'

'Because it involves Brax, and if you help us, you'll get a free shot at him.'

Hammer seems to think about this for a moment; I can practically hear the mouse wheel turning inside his head. He eventually steps aside in the doorway and lets us in. at least that's something.

Brax's POV:

Before I know it, it's the next morning, and even though I've been in bed for the last 6 hours or so, I feel as though I haven't had any sleep. All I've been able to think about is Charlie. She was the last thing I thought about when I laid down and the first thing on my mind when I woke up. But that's not really unusual.

I'm out the door as soon as possible, heading for the hospital. I didn't want to go in too early because I wanted to give Charlie a chance to rest. But at the same time I really, really, really wanted to see her, to see that she's still as okay as when I left her.

The stupid nurses make me wait until 10:00, when visiting hours officially begin, to go in and see her. So after spending about 40 minutes sitting around in the waiting room, I finally get to go in and see her.

'Hey,' I say with a smile as I enter. She doesn't smile back. 'How're you today?'

'Fine,' she says her voice flat and emotionless. While I know nothing could have happened to her since I left her side, I can still feel that something's changed.

I take a seat next to her bed. She still hasn't made eye contact with me. She turns to face the window, away from me. I reach out to take hold of her hand. She removes her hand from my grasp, and turns her whole body to face to window.
"Charlie? What's wrong? Talk to me...please?"

She still doesn't answer me. She doesn't have to. It doesn't take a genius to work out what's wrong. 'Brodie's not going to get away with this,' I assure her. 'I promise you.' this doesn't seem to help her at all. I get up and head towards the door. It's clear she needs space. I turn to face her one last time before I leave. Her eyes are closed, but I know she isn't asleep. "I love you... don't ever forget that!" I say as I walk out of the room

More determined than ever to get back at Brodie for this, I head home, a million possible acts of revenge running through my mind. Of course I could just kill him, but I don't know how Charlie would feel about that.