It had been a week since Jack had been violated by Foxy. He wanted to talk to someone about what had happened. Jeremy would be his first choice, but he didn't feel comfortable with bringing this up around Jeremy. He and Goldie aren't close yet, but he probably would be better for this talk. Or at least maybe Hope, but Jack still felt that she was angry at him. She very well could be angry at him, considering how she holds grudges for awhile.

Since it was opening and there wouldn't be anyone else around, he thought this was the best time to talk to the chef. But as soon as he got to the kitchen doors, he froze. Looking inside, he could tell Foxy was in there, and so was Goldie. He appeared to be caught in the entertainer's grasp. They were also yelling.

"Let me go Foxy!" he screamed, trying to break free of his grasp.
"I'm afraid I can't do that lad." he said. "Your girlfriend trashed me name! I can't have that going around now can I?"
"Though what do I have to do with it? Wouldn't it make more sense to go after her?"

"That would be, but it would hurt her more to go after her boyfriend and her best friend."
"So you are going after me first?"

"Ha! You think you're that special? No you aren't."
"Wait so you've already…"
"Gotten Jack? Yes I have. His fighting was fun, and he gave in and let me come to him. You'll be a relief, no real struggle. I haven't had one of you in a long time."

"Yeah, no. Someone will find me. HELP!"

After Goldie screamed, Foxy put a hand over his mouth.

"You really think at opening time anyone would hear you?" he said. "Even if they did, they wouldn't care about you. No one does, not even your girlfriend. She thinks you're pathetic."

With that, Jack bolted for Jeremy. He had tears in his eyes already, remembering his encounter, and he could only imagine what Goldie must be going through.

"Hey Hope wait up! Can you take this to the Prize Corner?" Jeremy asked running towards her. "I gotta help cover the band during their performance."

"No. There is no way in hell I'm taking more shit to the Prize Corner and dealing with Mama Mary!" Hope said storming off.

"Wait!" Jeremy took off after her. "There's no reason to get mad at me cause I asked you to do something! What the heck are you talking about anyways?"

"Well Mark and Frank are nuts about each other. Even more so now that Mama Mary is preggers." Hope said grumpily.

"Mark is pregnant! What? How is that possible?" Jeremy said sounding very confused.

"Well Jeremy. When two men love each other they shove their dicks into one another and babies are created from this stuff called-"

"Okay, okay, stop!" Jeremy said glaring at Hope. "I meant how can they be dumb enough to get pregnant!"

"Oh yeah that. Have you met Mark? I mean obviously since he's such a bad ass he doesn't need to use protection. I just hate how the two of them are acting now. Frank is all of a sudden manning up. Cause apparently he's not a completely worthless bottom. And Mary is a total baby. Even when he isn't around Fank he's all gentle and like caressing his stomach. It's fucking weird."

"Uh Hope, that's called being an expectant parent…" Jeremy said.

"Shut up Jeremy." Hope said. As she turned to leave she noticed Jack barrelling towards her and Jeremy from the direction of the kitchen.

Jack found Jeremy with Hope in the hallway. He didn't care if she saw him crying, and anyways, it involved her boyfriend.

He tried speaking, but it was completely incoherent, due to him being in tears, and slightly out of breath.

"Jack," Jeremy said, going up to him, pulling him into a partial-hug. "What's going on? Take a deep breath and say what you were going to say."

Jack took a deep breath. He wiped his eyes too.

"It's just that I was going to go see Goldie, and when I got there…" he began.
"When you got there?" Hope said, curious about what was going on with her boyfriend.

"When I got there Foxy had him in a hold. I would've done something, but I'm not stronger than him! I know that because he raped me, and he's going to do the same to Goldie. I heard him say it, and he even brought my name up. Oh God, I just wish I could've done something…."

He then buried himself into Jeremy's chest and proceeded to cry. Jeremy was too busy comforting Jack to see the fury in Hope's eyes as she dashed off to the Kitchen.

"I'm going to kill him." Hope fumed as she ran towards the kitchen, "Foxy!" She shouted as she slammed open the door.

She looked around but the sly pirate entertainer was no where to be found, and she didn't see Goldie at first either.

She doubted Foxy would move Goldie far, so the only option was the back room.

"Goldie?" Hope said as she walked towards the back room. A muffled whimper could be heard. As she entered the back room and her eyes adjusted to the lighting she gasped at what she saw.

Goldie was completely naked, a blindfold and a gag were the only pieces of cloth covering him. He was covered in scratches and some were bleeding. He was bruised and battered.

"I'm so sorry." Hope said kneeling next to him and undoing the blindfold and gag. She quietly murmured reassuring things in Goldie's ear, "It's okay Goldie. I'll take care of this, nothing else will happen to you. No one will hurt you."

Hope quickly looked around for something to cover him with. She grabbed a tablecloth off a shelf and wrapped it around him. She took some of the new unused cleaning cloths and used them to bandage up some of the bleeding cuts.

Afterwards she sat next to him and gently put her arms around him, worried she would scare him. Tears flowed down his cheeks as he hid his face in her chest. She wished she could do more to help comfort him, but she didn't have a clue what to say. She tried her best to murmur things like, "You'll be okay, I'll protect you. You're safe now."

As she held him and tried to comfort him, she was beginning to feel the rage at Foxy come back. As she sat the rage and hatred only grew stronger inside of her. All she could see was Goldie and the color red. After Goldie stopped shaking and seemed calm enough that he could at least manage a walk to Hope's car, she helped Goldie stand, and then asked him to come home with her so she could care for him. She was glad that Goldie nodded his consent before she could do something crazy in front of a bunch of children. She lead Goldie out of the kitchen through a back door to her car, then took Goldie to her house to recover.

After Hope had taken off, Jeremy picked Jack up bridal style and carried him to his car. He didn't bother to leave a note or anything for Mangle and the others. He would take the heat for it later.

Putting Jack in his car, he buckled him up and then drove off to his apartment. Making it there in a timely fashion, he managed to get Jack to walk with him, holding his hand the whole way to the apartment.

Jack pulled the keys out of his pocket, but gave them to Jeremy. So Jeremy opened up the apartment and put the keys on a counter. They joined hands for a minute before Jack put both on his stomach.

"Is something wrong?" Jeremy asked, concerned.
"Yeah, I don't feel so…" Jack replied.

He couldn't even finish his sentence, as he was already racing to the bathroom, and began to vomit. More tears flowed, and he didn't even try to hold them back as they flowed out, and his breakfast came back up.

The whole time he was bent over vomiting, Jeremy was there, whispering comforting words to him, while rubbing his back.

When he was done, he got up and flushed the toilet. He washed his hands and quickly brushed his teeth again, to get the vomit taste out.

Turning around, he saw Jeremy shaking his head.

"What?" Jack asked, weakly.
"I'm glad I brought you home," he said. "You're in no condition to work! C'mon, we're tucking you into bed."

"Okay."

So Jack followed Jeremy into the bedroom, and he undressed and put his pajamas on. He then got into the turned down bed, and was handed Bonnie the stuffed rabbit. Jeremy then put the covers back over him, and kissed him on his head.

He walked quietly out of the apartment, and gently locked it up. However, after that, he stormed out of the complex filled with anger, hate and a desire for revenge. Of course Foxy would be the one to do this. How didn't he see that until now?

Practically running to his car, he got out, and sped off.

Hope led Goldie to the door of her apartment and unlocked the door.

"Goldie this is my apartment. You're gonna be safe here, okay?" Hope said wanting to cry as she looked at her now completely torn apart boyfriend. The entire car ride Goldie had been silently crying, staring out the window.

Goldie nodded slightly and held onto Hope's hand so tightly she feared he might hurt her. She didn't dare ask him to let go though, she just led him to her bedroom.

"Why dont you sit? I think Jack left some clothes here. When we were in some of our college classes we would study all night and he would sleep over on the couch. Are you okay wearing those?" Hope said gently.

Goldie sat and nodded, looking off into space.

"I'll be right back, okay Goldie? I don't want to leave you, but we can't have you sitting here wrapped in a tablecloth. I love you Goldie. I promise I'll be right back." Hope let go of Goldie's hand and turned to go towards the closet, but not before seeing Goldie flinch at her words.

She came back to him a few minutes later holding a fresh set of clothes. "Here, why don't you change and I'll be in the other room. Once you're done call for me and I'll come back." Hope said handing him the clothes and walking out to give him privacy.

After a few minutes she heard her bedroom door open and turned to see Goldie standing in the doorway.

"Are you hungry Goldie? I can get us some food." Hope said offering a hand to her boyfriend. He nodded and took her hand so she could guide him to the table.

Hope pulled out some pizza rolls from the freezer and threw them on a plate in the microwave to cook.

"Goldie…." Hope said quietly, "Can you tell me what happened? Did he…. Or did he just beat you up? We should probably go to the poli-"

"What do you care?! Huh? You just think I'm some pathetic loser anyways." Goldie screamed before breaking down into loud sobbing.

"I…" Hope stared at Goldie, confused and alarmed by what could make him say that. "Goldie…." Hope said reaching out to touch his arm, but stopping, afraid of his reaction, "Goldie, I never thought that. You have always been amazing to me. At first an amazing chef, then an amazing friend, and then an amazing boyfriend. You aren't pathetic. You aren't a loser. You aren't! You are special, amazing, sweet, caring, perfect. If Foxy told you that I thought that then he was lying. He deserves Hell, and trust me, once you are safe he will get it. Goldie, I think the world of you."

Goldie looked at her through his tears and after a moment pulled her close. His crying grew loud in Hope's ear, but she didn't mind. She smoothed down his hair and whispered in his ear that everything would be alright. It killed her to see him like this, and it fueled her rage, but she had to focus on Goldie right now, and revenge later.