I IS BACK! Sorry I took a really long, unsuspected hiatus. I've just been so caught up in RPin lately. Plus, I've been having writer's block in fanfiction, so I turned to RPing to help cure that. ANd cure it did. This chapter isn't the best, but it's something. And I couldn't let you guys go with nothing any longer. Now, I know it's short. And short chap's are a no no for us. But it's the best I could come up right now. I promise, the next will be better. There's only a few more chapter's left on this fic and I promise, I will make them amazing and long and a joy for you peeps to read.

I won nada... though I wish I did.

Enjoy my loves!

Drew looked all through the hotel for Mike. That asshole was dead. No, not dead. Drew would torture him for what he's done to John, mentally, emotionally and physically. But before Drew went off into a tirade and gave Mike what he deserved, he wanted to know something.

What had John done to deserve this?

As far as Drew's seen, John couldn't hurt a fly. The locker room seemed to love him, and he never had any problems with anybody. Drew didn't see the point in treating John so horribly. But he wasn't in Mike's head, and the bastard could just want to see John in pain... break his spirit.

Because John's spirit... the light in his eyes, was gone. He was broken. But Drew would do his damnedest to fix him, and make him happy again. But at the moment, he just wanted to murder Mizanin.

Drew searched the entire hotel, before finally spotting the bastard. He growled and grabbed him, wrapping his hand around Mike's neck and squeezing s he pinned him to the wall.

"Who in the hell do you think ye' are?" Drew snarled, towering over Mike as he choked him. The abusive asshole deserved to die...

"W..What?" Mike gasped out, fighting for air.

Drew scoffed. "John! What the fuck is wrong with you? What makes it okay to hurt 'im and use 'im like y'did?" He growled, his accent thickening.

He didn't let Mike answer. "You know what? There is no excuse. You deserve to rot in hell for what you did! You think it's okay? Okay to treat someone like that? Okay to torture and abuse 'im for no good reason? I don't know what the hell is wrong with you, and I really don't want to know. But I do know that you deserve to die for what you've put him through..." Drew snarled quietly.

"T-That bitch... d-deserved e..e-everything... h-he got... and m-more..." Mike coughed out.

Drew snarled and threw Mike to the ground. "Pathetic." Drew spat and kicked him in the ribs. "You feel strong now? How does it feel, Miz? How does it feel..." He growled, kicking him right in the skull, his intent clear.

He picked up Mike by the hair, smashing his nose against the wall. "Doesn't feel to good to be the one bleeding, now does it?" He snapped.

"I ought to kill you..." He spat, pressing his knee into Mike's broken ribs, making him cry out. Mike needed to know the pain John wen through all those years. He needed to understand it. And Drew would make sure he understood.

But Drew owuldn't kill him. No, the scumbag wasn't worht jail, wasn't worth being away from John. Drew was the only one he trusted. If Drew disappeared, John would fall apart and might fall into the trap of another bastard aiming to use and abuse him.

"But I won't. Your not worth it. Not worth shit." He spat, backhanding Mike across the face.

Mike growled. "That bitch deserved it all... all of it..." he spat.

Drew snarled punched hm again and again. He couldn't stop. There was just so much rage, and the need to protect John was something he had never felt before. When he stopped. he realized Mike was unconscious. "Rot in hell..." he said lowly before getting up.

He wiped the blood off his knuckles with a towel on an abandoned maid cart. He still couldn't understand why people did these things. Treated other humans the way they did. And for no good reason. John... he was not innocent. Not innocent as in, he's seen the worst. He's seen the horrors of the world. He's been hit, raped, sold and used. And Drew knew it probably happened all in the same week.

Innocent meant you had not seen the horrors this life could give you. But John has seen. Experienced it all, unfortunately. Drew sighed and returned tot he room to see John.

John looked up upon hearing Drew's arrival. "Hey." He said quietly.

Drew smiled softly and sat next to him. "Hey. How do you feel?" He asked, slowly wrapping an arm around John, how leaned into him slightly.

"I've been better. Where'd you go?" He asked.

Drew shrugged. "Took care of somethings."

"What things- Why's there blood on your shirt?" He asked, pointing to the spots on blood on the color of Drew's shirt.

Drew sighed. "It's nothing, really. I promise. You just focus on getting better, yeah?" He said softly.

John nodded, chewing his lip. "Alright... wait, did you talk to Mike?" He asked.

Drew pursed his lips. "Let's just say... Mike won't be bothering you anymore." He replied quietly.

He knew Mike was far too scared to go near John now. And if he or Alex dared mess with John again... Drew would not hesitate to permanently injure them and make them suffer. John had enough pain to last him five lifetimes. The brunette didn't need anymore, that was for sure. John should just focus on healing and getting his mind straight. He deserved a normal life, a chance at happiness.. and love.

Drew wanted John to be able to trust someone with a fear. He wanted the smaller man to be able to live anf enjoy life. Be free of the chains Mike had emotionally and literally trapped John in. And John wanted that to. John wanted it all. He wanted a life. Friends and a lover. A caring lover. One that would help him through it all. Little did he know that lover was the one holding him at that moment.

Drew chewed his lip as he thought. He had feeling for this man. Intense feelings. but he would hold them back until he was ready. He looked at John. Only time would tell what was in the future for the broken angel he found in the shower.

Okay, so I know it was short. But I'm still planning out the direction of this story for it's last few chapters. Two chaps left, three at the most. Probably three. Don't worry guys, I promise if I'm taking a long break again that I'll warn you:)

Anyway, REVIEW! Pleaseee? Hehe, my Johnny muse loves you guys and is depending on your critiques and whatnot to... well yeah, you get the point. Just Review!