Really sorry this is so late. My writing time has been pretty much zero lately.

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Mac wasn't completely sure of hmself when he knocked on Melissa's door. He and Lucy had talked on the phone pretty much every night since she'd left, which he could live with fine. Until he hung up. And she was gone. That part he was seriously struggling with. So here he was, completely unannounced, silently praying to whoever was listening that this completely fucking insane plan was gonna work. Well now he had exactly zero time to think any more about it, as Lucy answered the door.

"Mac! What are you doing here?" He felt a little better when the first flash in her eyes didn't look like disappointment.

"Look I know what you said. Bout needin' some time. And I know that the dumbest thing I could ask you right now after everything would be for you to trust me. But right I need you." The words tumbled out before he even said hello. Lucy just looked up at him for a few minutes, like what he'd said had a delay on it and it was just processing.

"But where..."she stopped "You know what. Wait here."with that she vanished back inside but left the door hanging half open. And again she gave him little time to think as she came back with her jacket on. She stepped out and closed the door behind her.

"I'll take that as a yes."he said quietly, bringing a ghost of a smile to her lips.

It's not that Lucy had forgotten what had happened. Or that hurt had completely evaporated. But this last week of not having him had been far harder to bare than she had ever imagined. But if nothing else the time apart had taught her that she was more than ready to start talking. It seemed her mind has wandered long enough that she only just started to notice that they had left the confines of the town about 5 or so miles back.

"I know what you said about trusting you but where exactly are we going?" she asked lightly. Mac turned to her and looked back at the road before he spoke.

"Be there soon. Promise."

They pulled up about 10 minutes later in a part of the desert about that looked exactly the same as the rest they'd been driving through for the past 25 minutes. As Mac got out of the truck, Lucy stayed in her seat and just looked around. Maybe there was something she was missing and she didn't want to look stupid by missing it. Suddenly Mac opened her door. "Now is when you really gotta start trusting me. You ready?"

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"OK is this some kind of joke? Cus it isn't funny! Why would you bring me here!"As Lucy looked around the cavern, she wasn't sure whether to laugh cry or panic...or all 3. The place was littered with every dead beat "friend"of Mac's she'd ever met. Plus their equally undesirable girlfriends. When they'd walked in the whole place had place had stopped and stared at them. It was like the grimmest exclusive nightclub ever! Seeing the sudden dear in headlights look sweep over her face, Mac took her chin in his thumb and forefinger and turned her head gently back towards him.

"I told you. I need you to trust me. Everything's gonna be alright. Promise."The urge to kiss her was almost unbearable as she nodded softly into his hand. "Just wait right here OK?"

this time he didn't wait for her to respond before turning away. Almost unconsciously she took a small step back so she wasn't physically standing inside. Like she didn't want any of the misery in the place to rub off on her.

Mac walked past the blur of faces and voices that called out to him. He heard something that sounded like "It was about time that fine ass little piece down for them to party with." but he kept walking and added that rage to the rest that had built up inside him lately.

Lucy watched as he made his way to a table at the back of the room. She was no expert but she was pretty sure she could figure out exactly what all the paraphernalia scattered across it was used for and it turned her stomach. Her eyes switched from the table on to Mac as she saw him walked behind it and pick something up.

"Mac man what the fuck!"was the last thing she heard before she saw him raise the bat up in front of him. Lucy's stomach churned a little harder for a split second, as she looked around frantically, wondering which one he was going to turn on first. But then she looked back and caught his gaze dead in the eye as he mouthed "I love you."The he turned and brough the bat down onto the table sending several glass tubes splintering into a thousand pieces. There were a few squeals from some of the girls as he turned his wrath on more tubes that sat on a rock just behind the table. White and clear liquid flew in all directions with the shards of glass now as with one had he reached down and lifted the rickety table up and tuned it over, so anything that hadn't already been destroyed now surely was.

Lucy stood routed to her spot as chorus's of "Mac man calm down!" and more "What the fucks!"rang out, though she noticed non of them actually approached him. She was sure though that it wasn't Mac they were too worried about, more their only sorce of meth for a few hundred miles was being obliterated in front of their eyes. A few of the girls...and some of the guys started to make a quick exit passed her, not entirely sure that they weren't about to be the next target. Lucy however knew very well that they weren't. She knew exactly why he was doing this. No t she was going to let them in on that however.

By the time Mac had finished his own version of a cleansing ritual was done, very little remained. As far as Lucy could work out, it was two chairs and two or three seriously miserable looking former...well...customers. She still hadn't moved from her spot when Mac walked back to her, glass crunching under his boots. He took her hand and led her wordlessly out of the canyon walls without looking back. There were still a few drunken/high stragglers wandering about outside as Mac took Lucy back towards the truck. When they reached the front he stopped in front of her and turned towards her. He reached down and took her other hand and threaded their fingers together. He pulled her closer so there was merely an inch between them. Lucy has a million things ready to say but non of them seemed to be willing to step up and be the first one off her tongue. Mac took advantage of this.

"I hurt you. I fuckin' hate that I hurt you. I don't know what you've done to me. It still scares the shit outta me sometimes. I ain't gonna lie. But I love you. I fuckin' love you and when I think about doin' this without ya. Can't. Can't do it."Lucy's lips parted as if she was gonna speak, but then closed again just as quickly.

"Come home." Whatever anxiety Lucy had, evaporated at that second. She wasn't dumb, this wasn't a rom com and it never would be. But he was right. Without him she couldn't do it either. And didn't want to. She lifted herself up on her tip toes a little and pressed her lips against his as he bent his head to meet her. It said everything she wanted to say.

"So" she said, speaking so their lips still brushed "Any more surprises?"she smiled.

"Maybe. Just one."