Okay, so here's another chapter that I practically went bald doing. (my dread/braids aren't liking me right now.) Sorry if it seems short...okay it is short.

I hope the beginning of this chapter is angsty enough.

Enjoy!

William slowly backed away from his angry coworker. "H-how'd you get in Gavin?" William asked. He didn't know how Gavin snuck in, but he saw the gun in Gavin's hand and was glad Jennifer took the kids grocery shopping. He couldn't risk anything happening to them.

Gavin rolled his eyes, ignoring the question. "I devoted my life to that company, and you waltz in taking the spotlight," he began his rant. "Not only did I not get that promotion, but I lost my job!"

William flinched as Gavin angrily gestured while waving the gun around. "I-I'm really sorry, Gavin." His green eyes pleading with Gavin to not kill him. "I can't imagine how upset you are," he said with all sincerity.

Gavin snorted. "No, you don't! Because your wife didn't leave you and take your kids away, now did she?"

William shook his head. "I didn't know Robert Green was gonna fire you. I'm really sorry."

"You're only sorry because there's a gun in your face." He kept a steady aim. "Any last words?"

William felt his eyes tearing up. He nodded. "J-just don't hurt my family,"

Gavin fired his gun. All six rounds. He ran out of the house, glad that the source of the start of his pitiful life was finally gone.

An hour later, Jennifer, Kendall, and Katie returned from the store. "But Mooom," Kendall whined as they exited the car and approached the front door. "If we don't cupcakes with our dinner I could die of starvation."

Jennifer shook her head as she carried Katie with one hand and found her house key with the other. Kendall offered and took the house key. "Dad we're back!" he shouted as he opened the door. When the door was completely opened, Kendall gasped and froze. Jennifer did the same as she saw the sight in the living room.

"K-Kendall," Jennifer whispered to her son, hoping he would turn away from the gruesome sight. Instead, Kendall ran over to his dad and began shaking his dead body.

"D-Dad," he cried. "Daddy!

When Jennifer saw the blood splattered on the wall and the multiple blood stains on William's clothes, she knew he was gone. She approached her son and dead husband. "H-he's gone, Kendall," she whispered as she cried.

Kendall turned to the side and began throwing up. Jennifer rubbed Kendall's back. She knew they had a long way ahead of them.

Kendall was dead tired. For many nights in a row, nightmares of his father's death plagued his sleep. It came to the point where he just stopped sleeping, afraid of what images his mind would play when he closed his eyes.

He sat on the dining table and stared at the clock. 3:30AM. Kendall was glad no one was usually awake when he was, he didn't want to worry anybody. But today, someone woke up and caught him. It was Katie.

"H-hi big brother," she said.

Kendall noticed that there was something off about her voice. He put her on his lap. "What's wrong, baby sister?" he asked.

"I'm worried," she quickly responded. "I keep waking up." She laid her head on his chest.

"Don't be afraid." Kendall ran his fingers through her hair. "Gavin will have to kill me in order for him to get to any of you guys," he said softly.

That was the wrong thing to say. He felt Katie's body stiffen. "Th-that's what I'm talking about." She held her brother tighter. "I don't want him to hurt you."

"Katie. I'm sorry. I didn't mean it like that." He sighed. "He won't get to any of us, okay?"

Kendall felt Katie nod against his chest. "Kendall. What was he like?"

"Who?" he asked.

"Dad. What was he like?"

Kendall only knew one word to describe what his father was like. "Awesome," he said, smiling.

"You look a lot like him...minus the chin," Katie pointed out, having seen only pictures of their dad.

Kendall nodded in agreement. "Yeah. Mom says I act like him too."

"Then he really was awesome." Katie responded.

"Hi Papi," Carlos said to his dad who was sitting on the orange couch looking at old newspapers. "Whatcha doing?"

His father sighed. "Nothing mijo, just doing some research."

"About Gavin?" Mr. Garcia nodded. "If Gavin was the guy who attacked us...who was the second guy?"

Mr. Garcia shrugged. "That's what I'm hoping to find out."

"Whoever these guys are, th-they know that we live here," Carlos said, sounding very afraid. "We were followed to the store, Mrs. Knight was sent old newspapers about Mr. Knight's death. Why are they messing with us like this?"

Before a response could be given, someone knocked on their apartment door. Carlos ran to answer it. "Officer Sloan," Carlos addressed the older man. He invited him in.

Officer Sloan made himself comfortable on the couch. "I may have some good news," he began. "That car that your son pointed out, we found an owner." he smiled. "Martin Bledsoe."

Katie, Kendall, and James walked into the apartment right after he announced the name. "What's going on?" Kendall asked.

Officer Sloan reached for the folder he walked in with and pulled out a photo. "We're assuming this man works with Gavin Rollins." He noticed the Knights flinched at the name. He handed Kendall the photo.

James and Carlos huddled around Kendall. "He has the same hair color as the guy that sold you the bogus hotdog!" Carlos said to James. He then turned to the officer. "Sorry, we never got his face. Again!"

Katie reached for the picture. When she gasped, Kendall's heart skipped a beat. "Katie! What's wrong?"

She continued studying the picture. "Remember the guy I told you about that said he was new here and he kept asking about you, me, and Mom?" Kendall nodded. "That's him." Katie never told Kendall that she had seen again. Multiple times. She didn't want to worry him.

James turned to Katie. "You sure he didn't try to...d-do anything, did he?" If James felt he was this worried, he could only imagine how worried Kendall was right now.

Katie quickly shook her head. "I swear he didn't try anything. H-he seemed really sad."

"That doesn't matter if he was sad or not," Kendall said as his fingers curled into his fists. "He shouldn't even try to come near you. I gonna kill that man," he threatened, forgetting that two cops were in the room.

"We're gonna find Martin Bledsoe first." Officer Sloan stood off the couch. "I'm sure he has all our answers."

"My source tells me that we've been found out," Gavin said to Martin in his motel room.

Martin raised his eyebrow. "What?"

"Cops saw your car from the night we attacked those two boys," Gavin explained. "Katie ID'd you as the creeper that tries talking to her!"

"How do you know all this stuff?" Martin asked, still not able to fathom Gavin's sources of information.

Gavin smiled and shrugged. "Not important," he said, returning to all seriousness. "You're slipping up."

"I'm slipping up? I'm doing most of your dirty work!"

Gavin nodded. "Your right." He fiddled with his fingers as he stared around the room. "Maybe it's time to do my job? I'll get Kendall myself."

Get Kendall yourself? Hmm does Gavin want this to be a kidnapping fic?

Hey...where was Logan?...Okay. I'll say he's with Camille.

*puts finger to the side of my head* I sense bad things in the future. (Haha anyone out there watch Psych? Oh the hilarity.)

Anyway. I love Psych, but you know what I love just as much? Reviews :D so don't forget to leave one.