AUTHOR'S APOLOGY:

Wow. Boy am I sorry. No really. It took me so long to update! I know! And I'm sooo sorry. So as my apology I have made this up for you. This is a short but sweet chapter for all of you who love the Maggieness of this story and the irony of it all. Here's to you:D...Please don't kill me...

"Tim! Val! Dal! Anyone!" Maggie howled as she ran as fast as she could. She could feel the straps of her heels cutting into the tops of her feet but she knew she couldn't stop. She was a couple of blocks away now and she had to get there. She would get there! Her breathing quickened as the idiots behind her sped up. She knew they were getting closer but she couldn't bring herself to stop and think. She was too scared.

"Shit!" she muttered to herself. She knew that no one inside could possibly hear her because of that stupid music and Buck's house was out in the middle of no where. She was basically on her own, which meant she had to make it to Buck's whether her body wanted her too or not.

She kicked off her heels finally and howled with hurt as her feet connected with jagged, large rocks. But it was better then those stupid straps, she told herself. She quickened her pace and sprinted towards the grassy area beside her where she could be in shadow and let her feet take a break from the rocks.

The only things she could hear were the sounds of her own breathing, the footsteps behind her, and the sound of the music from Buck's, which meant she had to be close.

"Tim! Dallas!" she tried again. She knew she was wasting her air by yelling, but she was so scared she didn't care. She whimpered as a twig stab into her foot and slowed down a bit to hop. Her skirt was starting to ride up her ass and her boobs were practically hanging out of her shirt now.

Don't stop, she urged herself.

She wanted to sigh when relief when Buck's house came into view, complete with neon signs and everything, and she was about to, it it hadn't been for that hard body that tackled her into the hard jagged rocks of the road.

"Ahh!" she cried out in pain as her body twisted and turned with about 180 pounds of guy on top of her. Her mouth slammed into the road and she immediately tasted dirt and blood. The two were a horrible mixture. She groaned as she was pushed onto her back, so she was facing up. But she could barely see out of her dirt covered face. She could feel the rocks that had embedded themselves in her hands and face and it only made her realize the pain she was actually experiencing. It was almost enough to make her pass out even now.

"God you're a hard bitch to catch. Thanks for breaking my fall by the way." the guy on top of her said. Maggie let out a loud cough and cringed as blood spewed out of her mouth.

Maggie turned her body slowly to try and get a glimpse of Buck's house.

Maybe, just maybe, if she was lucky enough someone would be coming out of it. Someone...anyone.

"Someone!" she howled again, praying she would be heard.

"Ahh!" she screamed as a hard kick was delivered to her side.

"Girls are such bitches around here." a new voice said. Maggie squinted her eyes upwards to see a new body standing above her. There were not only 3 boys, but 4 now, and they were all standing over her and an uncomforting circle.

She groaned and clutched at her ribs, pain shooting all over. She could feel the blood dripping from her face and mouth and her arms. She could feel the dirt mixing with the blood and sticking to her skin.

"Fuck it." she muttered to herself as she let her arms go limp. She was not going down without a fight. Not to these assholes.

"That was quick." the new voice said, thinking Maggie had fallen unconscious. "Pick her up." he instructed one of them. Maggie smiled inwardly. She was in pain, yes, she was damaged, yes, she probably had few cracked ribs, yes, she probably had a few broken bones, yes, but was she going down without a fight? HELL NO!

She felt arms started to wrap themselves around her middle and her eyes snapped open, her knee swinging up violently. She screamed inwardly with joy as he knee connected with a certain soft area that was very painful on a guy.

She pushed her captor off of her and made a sprint for it. Going in zigzag lines to try and throw them off on what direction she would go. Even though they probably already knew she was heading for the house, she didn't think about that at the time.

She could hear them behind her, cursing and running as fast as they could. She hoped against all hopes that she would get to that damn house.

She cursed Buck for having it out in the middle of no where as she got even closer. Her heart was pounded and her lungs felt like they were collapsing with every other inch she took, but she couldn't stop. She was on a mission.

She panted as she slowed her pace and threw herself up the stairs. She turned in one fluid motion and threw up her middle finger.

"Fuck you!" she screamed to the 4 boys rushing towards her, and then she fell through the screen of Buck's door, strait on her ass. She knew of course she would be safe there. Or, she hoped anyway. She wheezed as she pulled her self up, rocks making themselves known as they dug even further into her hands and arms. She needed so badly to wash her mouth out but she didn't have the time. She wanted Tim or Dally or Val to catch those assholes.

"Tim. Val. Dally." she yelled into the crowd as loud as her voice could allow her.

"What?" a gruff voice sounded. Maggie nearly broke into sobs as she quickly made her way to a surprisingly sober and shirtless Dally.

"Dally!" she said as she collapsed onto him. She could feel her blood smearing on his bare chest but she tried to ignore it.

"What the fuck happened?" he urged as he peeled her off of him to get a better look. "Jesus." he cursed, turning her head from side to side.

"Let's find, Tim." he said after a minute, not even waiting to hear her story.

They quickly approached the card table Tim was still seated at and Dal beckoned him over.

"What the hell happened?" Tim demanded as he stormed up and looking Maggie over.

"They jumped me." she tried to explain, but her words came out jumbled and soft.

"Who?" Tim urged her on.

"These 4 big guys. I think they were the guys you were talking about."

"What the fuck were you doing outside alone?" Steve berated her as she joined the conversation. She wanted to glare or curse at him but she was in too much pain.

"Val and me...we got in a fight." she tried to explain.

"Figures." she heard Steve mumble. "Where is the asshole?" he said louder.

"Fuck if I know." Maggie yelled before collapsing onto Tim.

"Men, don't they knew when they need to clean a girl up?" she snapped.