"Damian!" He was awoken from a restless slumber by Amanda's voice. She scurried down the stairs and handed him a plate with food on it.

"Thanks." He said quietly.

"So," Amanda began. "I was thinking that I should untie you today."

"What?" Damian said hopefully. "You're letting me go?"

"Well, not letting you go. Just letting you out of the chair. Your wrists are all cut up." This was true. There were laceration marks on his wrists and his ankles. "I thought you might want to hang out or something"

"What is the matter with you?" Damian asked.

"What do you mean?" Amanda asked.

"You took me from my family," He began, carefully avoiding the word kidnapped. "You let Ian hurt my sister. You've kept me here for God knows how long. Now you're saying you want to get to know me?"

"Ian said he didn't do anything to your sister!" Amanda said angrily.

"You heard what he said when you snatched me."

"Ian is my husband. He loves me. He would never take advantage of that girl." She protested.

"Ian is your husband?" Damian repeated. He was still on a mission to learn about his captors.

"For three years." She said sadly.

"Does he always hit you?" Damian asked. He had heard and seen Ian and Amanda fight many times. It generally turned physical.

"Only when I deserve it." Amanda reassured him. She began to untie the ropes that bound him to the chair.

"Thank you." He said as he rubbed at his injuries. He knew his parents would scold him for getting germs into the wound, but it helped.

"What was your old family like?" Amanda wondered out loud. She continued to refer to herself and Ian as Damian's family. He stopped denying it, as when he did, he ended up being beaten.

"My mother, Christina, was the smartest woman I've ever met." Damian began. "She knew almost anything I asked. Apparently she was cold before Nora and I were born, but I can't picture it. She's a big softie even though she's a total bad ass when she operates."

"She sounds cool." Amanda said sadly.

"My dad, Owen, was totally amazing." Damian began to laugh when he started thinking of his dad. "He was no good at normal dad things like fishing or barbequing. But he was always making me laugh. No matter how sad I was. He was also super smart, but my mother flaunted it more than him.

"He does too."

"And then there was Nora my sister. You saw her. She was beautiful but she never thought she was. She had the prettiest voice ever but she was too quiet. She was picked on by some people but it never really got to her. She was so good at being the bigger person."

"It sounds like you had a good family." Amanda sighed.

"The best." Damian could feel hot tears welling up in his eyes. "Please Amanda?"

"Not this again! Damian, I am your family. Ian and I are your family."

"I know." He lied. "But I miss my old family."

"Me too." She said quietly.

"What?"

"I miss my old family too Damian."

"You had an old family?" He asked.

"Yeah. A mother, a father and a little brother." Amanda said.

"What happened to them?" Damian asked, wondering if this had something to do with why she had chosen to kidnap him.

"When I met Ian I was sixteen and he was twenty-seven. I always thought my parents were great, but Ian showed me that they weren't. He saved me from them one day." Amanda said. Damian was shocked. He found himself feeling bad for Amanda.

"What happened?"

"He was right. They were horrible to me; they never wanted me to see Ian. He met me at my window one day and told me to come with him. I fought him a little, but he was stronger than me. And he was right. I should have just gone with him." Amanda explained.

"Wow." Amanda was a victim too. Just like he was.

"I never really missed my parents, but I always missed my brother Jacob. He was fifteen when I left with Ian." Damian felt sick when she said this. He figured out where the conversation was going.

"Amanda..."

"Yes." She said. "You look just like him. You're so much like my Jacob. That's why I wanted you to live with us. I always wanted a son just like Jacob and Ian helped me get one."

"Why were Chris and Jack with you?"

"You're so strong, just like Jacob was. There was no way one of us could take you alone." Amanda said.

"Amanda, did it make you worried that Ian wanted you so badly?" Damian asked.

"What do you mean?"

"Amanda, Ian kidnapped you." Damian pointed out.

"He did not!" She screamed. "He loves me!"

"It didn't strike you as odd that he was eleven years older than you when you got together? And it doesn't worry you that you fought him, but he didn't leave your room without you? He took you without your consent! Ian kidnapped you!" Her hand met his face in a vicious smack, but it didn't bother Damian. He knew he was wearing her down. He wanted to make her think about Ian. She'd become vulnerable, and that would be when he made his move.

"Shut up! He loves me!" She yelled.

"So then why did he rape my sister? I'll tell you. He's a horrible man! He's a creep who likes teenagers!" Damian yelled.

"Stop!" She smacked him again. She tried to push him back into the chair but his years of football made him too strong for that. He didn't want to hurt Amanda more than Ian already did but he pushed her down and made a break for the stairs. She was quick, but not quick enough. He almost laughed when he thought about how stupid she was for undoing his wrists.

"Get back here!" She screamed as loud as she could as he burst through the door. On the other side was what he longed to see. A gun cabinet. He smashed it open and pulled one out.

"Amanda, I don't want to kill you but I will." He lied. He would never kill her.

"What are you doing?" A voice filled the house. Damian looked and saw that Ian was entering the room.

"Don't come any closer!" Damian stuttered.

"Oh, shut up you stupid bastard." Ian said. "You're full of shit and you know it. You'll never kill me."

"That's not true!" Damian said more forcefully. Amanda stayed against the wall, obviously believing that Damian would shoot her.

"Listen to me you little shit. You're going to go down the stairs and forget that this happened. You'll make my wife happy. Just like that slutty little bitch of a sister made me happy." He cackled. Damian was angrier that he'd ever been in his life. Nobody said that about Nora. Especially after what he did to her. Without a second thought, Damian pulled the trigger.

A/N: That's all for now folks! Please read and review!