You guys are amazing. Thank you so much for your reviews. I'm sorry I didn't update yesterday, my history presentation needed some serious work. But now it's the weekend so school can screw itself till Monday.

Here's chapter 9, Enjoy.

At first it seemed as though it was simply another picture of Joe. As his brothers stared at the screen, palms sweating, hearts racing, Joe just looked back at them. His face displayed a look niether brother had ever seen before.

It wasn't fear.

It wasn't saddness.

It wasn't regret.

Their brother looked like he was warning them. From what, they didn't know. Both had a disturbing feeling that Joe knew what was coming and didn't want his family to experience it too. Even tied to a chair he wanted to be brave for his brothers.

Nick felt his eyes sting and his jaw clenched when Cane came into the view of the camera.

Smiling, Cane crouched to his knees behind the chair Joe was confined too. Slowly he untied the ropes that held him to the chair, leaving his wrists still firmly restrained. He grabbed the collar of Joe's shirt and pulled him to his feet.

No one watching the tape missed the slight wince that spread across their loved ones face.

Cane nodded to someone that was not in view of the camera, and a moment later Blake came into the picture.

"Hold him. Don't let him move," Cane said to his son.

Blake nodded and placed two hands on Joe's shoulders.

Cane removed the restraints, and Joe's hands fell to his sides. Instinctivley, he moved his hands together, rubbing at his raw wrists from where the ropes had left their mark.

Kevin's breath hitched as Cane got close to his brother's face and whispered something into his ear. Joe's face softened only for a moment, then the firm, I can take on the world face, that Kevin and Nick knew so well returned.

Cane walked past Joe until he was in the center of the camera's view.

"So since your watching this, I'm guessing you haven't found me yet?" he laughed at his own expense. Kevin grinded his teeth together, wanting nothing more than to run into the T.V. and squeeze the life out of the man.

"I told you, Kevin, that I wanted your other little brother. But you denied me that right. Your going to have another chance soon to reconsider. And I think that after watching our little presentation," he glanced back at Joe, "You may just change your mind."

The only time Kevin had every seen anyone hit his little brother was when they were little kids. It had been in middle school, and it was no more than just a slap in the face that left nothing but a faint red mark. But this time was different. So different that he felt as though he could cry.

The blow to the stomach that Joe recieved was too much. They all heard the thud, and the air that escaped Joe's lungs as he crumpled to his knees.

Cane turned his back on his victim and faced the camera. Blake had left the view, but nobody cared. All thy cared about was that their brother, their son, was suffering.

Cane cleared his throat, forcing the eyes of the distressed family off of Joe.

"Remember. This could of been of avoided. This is your fault, Kevin," Kevin gulped, guilt tearing at his insides. His eyes widened and he heard his mom gasp.

"No, it's your fault," Joe spun Cane around, and proved that he could deliver a fairly good punch himself. Right to the mouth. Cane stumbled back, holding his jaw and spitting blood to the floor. It gave Joe the moment he wanted and had a feeling it'd be the last he'd get for awhile.

"It's not your fault Kevin, never. I'm happy to do this for you Nick," Joe spoke quickly as he braced himself for Cane's body weight that crashed into him a moment later. A resounding crack made Nick flinch as Joe's face twisted in pain. He had landed on his arm, and by the sound of it, his arm wasn't happy about it.

Kevin looked to his mom, not sure how she stand to watch anymore. He looked in time to see her retreating figure, head in hands, swiftly leave the room. Kevin didn't blame her, he could barely stand to watch.

Nick began to shake, and he backed up until he hit the wall, needing it's support to keep him standing. Every hit, every kick, and every dirty word that Joe recieved was killing him inside. He knew that this was because of him.

I'm happy to do this for you.

Joe's voice played over and over in his head. He tried to concentrate on it as he heard that same voice crying out in pain. No one should ever have to go through what Joe was going through for him.

Nick looked at the screen again. Joe was on the floor, trying to shield himself as best he could from Cane's boots. Nick heard something crack as a particularly forceful kick was delivered. Joe's face drained of color and he gasped for breath. Nick felt like he was going to be sick.

To Kevin's horror, the arms Joe was using to try to block Cane's attack went slack. He was unconscious. But Cane didn't stop.

"Turn it off."

Kevin at the sound of Nick's whisper. He looked to his little brother and saw him on the floor, knees drawn up to his chest, his face buried in his hands. He was visibly sobbing. Kevin made his way to his brother and placed an arm around him.

Paul walked to the T.V. and turned it off. The image of his son's beating forever etched in his mind. Seeing that his son's had each other, he left the room to find his wife.

Kevin looked up when he heard the door close. He stared at the blank screen in front of him, wanting to break it for showing him such a terrible sight. A sight he never wanted to see again.

Nick's head was burried in his shoulder and together they cried for their brother.

Okay, so that's not my best chapter, I know.

But it's REALLY hard to hurt poor Joe.

Next time you'l find out who Cane's 'inside' man is. And other stuff will happen too of course.

Tell me what you think.