I own nothing, besides Victor Sweet Jr. and Violet.

It was a few hours later. Violet walked down stairs from Jack's room to the kitchen. When she saw a newspaper clipping. It read, "Victor Sweet presumed dead."

"He's finally gone?" Violet whispered as a smile made its way to her face. "I feel sorry for the poor souls that killed him."

It was a week later, everything seemed back to normal. Jack was in the kitchen cooking breakfast with Violet's help. Bobby, Angel and Jerry were outside working on the house. The food was done, but Jack had to talk to Violet.

"How'd you know I was in the hospital?" He asked her.

"Jerry called me." Violet told him while setting the table.

"But how, I didn't have a chance to tell the guys about you."

"Jerry, must've found your cell phone. You know the one that only has my number in it." Violet laughed.

"I guess that's a possibility." Jack said. He then noticed her slightly shaking form. Jack gently turned her around. "Are you alright?"

"I guess its just being back in this town ya know. Even with my step-father dead, but my step-brother is still here looking for me. I only came back because I thought you were-"

"Hey, you can't get rid of me that easily, ok." Violet nodded her head. Jack leaned down and kissed her, Violet immediately responded. She wrapped her arms around his neck as he played with the skin between her shirt and pants. The kiss got really passionate when Jack pinned her against the wall, not leaving any room to move between them.

"Whoa, check out the show." Came Angel's voice. "Damn!"

Jack and Violet broke the kiss to look at Angel and Bobby. Violet smirked at them and wrapped her arms tighter around Jack's neck. "Do you boys mind, we're in the middle of something." Violet said. Jack smiled down at her, but Violet moved her arms and tugged her shirt back into place.

"Is the food done?" Bobby asked.

"Yeah." Jack replied after clearing his voice.

Everyone stood at the table and held hands as Bobby blessed the food. They then sat down to eat when the door bell rang.

"Last time I got the door I got shot." Jack said as he continued to eat.

"VIOLET ANGELIA SWEET, WE KNOW YOU ARE IN THERE!" Came a booming voice.

Jack looked at Violet with wide eyes as did his brothers. "You're last name is Sweet!?" Bobby demanded pulling out a gun.

"My real last name was Thomas, until my mom married that bastard and then let him adopt me." Violet replied.

Everyone got up and went up to Angel's room where they could see outside. There were several cars, but Violet's eyes locked on a black man that looked to be in his late twenties that was leaning against a car.

"Junior." She whispered. It was almost as if the man heard her. He looked up and locked eyes with her as he smiled evilly, then he waved at her.

"MERCERS HAND OVER VIOLET SWEET AND WE WILL LET YOU LIVE!" Came the voice once again.

Bobby and Angel turned to Violet who was scared stiff.

"You have ten seconds to try to convince us why we shouldn't hand you over." Bobby told her.

"Don't you see, if she goes back with them she'll die!" Jack yelled at them. "Look at her, she's afraid of them."

"Fine, but when this is over, I want some fuckin' answers." Bobby pointed at her. Violet nodded her head.

Bobby handed Jack the shot gun and told them to stay upstairs. As soon as shots began, Violet reached down only to notice she wasn't wearing her boots.

"Shit!" She cursed.

"What?" Jack asked as he pulled the trigger.

"I'll be right back." She said running out of the room.

"No, Vi!" Jack said reaching out for her, but it wasn't any good.

Violet carefully made her way down the stairs to the kitchen where she last had her combat boots. There she reached down and pulled her hunting knives out of her boots. Suddenly someone pulled her back up with an arm around her throat.

"Hey, Violet. Remember me?" The man whispered in his ear. Violet's eyes widened then narrowed.

Flash Back

Violet was asleep when she awoke to the feeling of someone run a hand down her body. Her eyes immediately snapped open and push the hand away. Only to be slapped across the face.

"I like 'em feisty." Charlie growled as he pinned her down by the throat.

"Please stop." She begged him, only to be punched in the face again.

Charlie then began to rip off her clothes. Once he was done he began to position himself over her.

"Tell me when it hurts." He laughed.

End Flash Back

"Yeah, I remember every fucking second of all ten times." She seethed. Violet took her knife and sliced his arm, leaving a deep bleeding gash. Turning around she buried her other knife into his stomach. "Tell me when it hurts." She said twisting the knife until Charlie fell backwards. Violet turned to walk away, when she heard him coughing, she knelt down to him.

"Please, I don't want to die." He coughed.

"I didn't want to be raped, but we both know how that turned out. Don't we?" Violet said before stabbing him once again ending the job.

Violet got up and turned around only to run into Jack. "Are you alright?" He asked her.

"Fine." She replied still holding her knives.

Just then Bobby and Angel came back inside with their guns. Both of them glaring down at Violet.
"Are they gone?" Jack asked.

"Yeah, they're gone." Angel replied.

"Now, I want some answers and I want them now!" Bobby shouted.

"Alright." Violet said cleaning the blood off her knives on Charlie's pant leg.

"What's your full name?" Bobby demanded.

"Violet Angelia Sweet."

"Who are the people that just shot up our house?" Angel asked her.

"That was Victor Sweet's son."

"Who are you to him?"

"I'm his little sister."

R&R!!