Alfred's POV

It all happened so fast. One minute I was asleep on the couch and the next he was on top of me, beating my face and the back of my head. I fought of course but the bastard had me by surprise and pinned me down. He even tied my hands above my head.

I knew what was coming by the look in his eyes too. He was going to hurt my baby and probably Peter while he was at it. I mean why wouldn't he? He had told me a few dozen times that if he got the chance he would. So while I knew it was useless I pleaed with him. It wasn't because I was hoping it would work but just to give me some time to think or somehow escape.

He was playing games with me when I heard my mate's growl. I won't lie I was pretty damn relieved to hear him standing behind Kuro. That was until Kuro started to unzip his pants. What kind of Alpha continues to try and rape an Omega when another is threatening to kill him? Did he not think that Scott would stop him?

Did he not see the gun? Then again neither did I until I felt the warm spray on my face and the loud shot ringing in my ears. For a split second I thought I was the one that was shot and started to scream as Kuro fell over landing with a thud right on top of me. Even then I continued to scream until Scott threw him off of me, "Are you okay?" I remember him yelling out to me as he took my shoulders as he sat me up right.

That was just before shock set in. "Why did you shoot him in the head?" I asked as I stared at him.

Really he didn't have to answer me; it was a kill shot that wouldn't hurt anyone except Kuro. Or that's what I want to believe.

I don't remember much after that but when I awoke I found myself in this hospital bed. My head's bandaged and I have a few cuts and scrapes all over me. Though besides that I'm fine, I just want to go home.

He didn't…rape me so I don't see why they're keeping me here let alone have me hooked up to this damn machine. I look over as it continues to softly beep ever few seconds. It's driving me up the wall and it takes all my might not to rip the damn wires and tubes out of my arms. It's all I hear and focus on as I stare at the white wall ahead. They didn't even give me a working TV.

Beep, beep.

It continues as the minutes go past.

Beep, beep.

My eyebrow starts to twitch slightly as I grab a hold of a few on my left arm.

Beep, beep.

It's too much but as I start to yank at it the door opens. "Alfie?" I hear with a gasp that nearly breaks my heart.

I turn to my kid brother as he races into my arms. "It's okay my little hero." I say as I start to hum to both calm him down and to drown out the beeping.

His shoulders are shaking so I carefully pick him up and lay back with him in my chest, "Are you okay?" He asks as he wraps his arms around my neck. Again I know he's terrified, it's not fair that I keep doing this to him. So right now I promise that before I have her I'm going to send him to live with Mattie.

"Yeah I'm fine dude." I let out a pained chuckle as I rest my chin on his head, "It takes more than that to kill me."

"I know I'm just making sure." He says as he shifts slightly so he's by my side. "When do you get out?"

It's a good question that sadly I don't have an answer too, "Well buddy whenever they say I can go." It's a safe answer but now I'm hoping to ask a few questions myself. "Has Scott been released yet?"

Peter nods as he plays with one of the wires attached to my wrist, "He came home this morning but he had to do a few things for the police so Gilbert drove me to see you."

"Gilbert?" Again I look up as the door opens and a familiar face appears. "Oh uh hello."

The Albino man gives me a warm smile, "Hello yourself." He says as he pulls up a chair. "Sorry you haven't had that many visitors these past few days but I'm not exactly friends with that many on the force."

While I'm sure it was a joke it gets me thinking, "And what about Scott?"

"What about him?"

"Does he have a few friends on the force or do they have it out for him?" Peter looks over as we both watch the older man.

He doesn't seem phased at all by the question, "Sure he's a defense attorney but he's not like a few other lawyers I know so." He says as he pulls out his phone and an apple, "He treats them with respect so they don't try to fuck him over…I mean screw him over."

"Well that's good so is he being charged?"

Gilbert sits his phone on top of the monitor as it beeps out again, "Well he did shoot Kuro in the back but then again he was defending you." He says as he takes a large bite out of his apple.

"So," I say as I start to think about it more, "It's not self-defense is it?"

"No but it was justified." He says after another bite, "I mean the guy had you pinned down…" He looks over at Peter who is hanging on every word. "Well I mean he was in the house and Scott did warn him to get out and when he didn't."

"Right…" I say still seeing the image in my head of his brain matter raining down on me. "So why am I still here?"

As he finishes his apple he tosses it into the trashcan, "Well I can only assume it's for your own protection." He wipes his hand on his pants before picking his phone back up, "Don't know for sure but I did hear that you should be released soon."

"Good." So they won't tell me a damn thing but they'll let this random Alpha know everything? They'd let me alone in this fucking room for hours on end with nothing but this damn machine for my own protection? I know my rights and I have a right to go home when I want to. And now I want to go the fuck home.

The beeping sound gets louder in my ears as Gilbert stands up to excuse himself. I've finally had enough of it and I rip out most of the wires in my right arm. Which wasn't exactly the smartest thing I could have done since one was an IV drip and I start to ooze a little blood everywhere.

Well the machine starts to scream along with my brother as I grab a blanket to stop the bleeding, "What the fuck?" Gilbert takes it from me and presses it to my arm, "Really? You pick now to do this?"

"Now? I've wanted to do this for a week." I say as a few nurses run in. "I'm fine and this stupid machine has been torture. I mean haven't I been tortured enough? Did I really have to be put through all this extra shit?" I'm not sure why I'm yelling at him but I can't stop myself. "Somebody shut that fucking thing up!"

The nurse is about to say something when he leans down to me so we're face to face, "Alfred-"

"I swear to God you better not tell me to calm down."

We lock eyes as he reaches down and pulls the plug on the machine. "I killed it." He says in a gentle tone, "Better?"

"Yeah it actually is."

"Then let them stop the bleeding and I'll see if I can't get you discharged." With that he's out the door and while the beeping gone it's now strangely quiet as the nurses bandage my arm. The only sound I hear now is my little brother sniffling…I'd rather have the beeping back.