So cut me some slack for not updating. I had college finals last week and some this week. I'm going to be doing a special update of Bonnie's Discovery on May 8th for the coauthor, doctorwho9000. That's his birthday and the story is dedicated to him. The next chapter of this may be late due to that, but hopefully not too late.

Enjoy this chapter and don't forget to leave your thoughts and suggestions!

A few days after the incident that led to Hope being put in the hospital, Jack and Jeremy were in the security office talking, though until he brought up the incident, it was mainly cuddling.

"I still can't believe that asshole did that to her," Jeremy said, now sitting up straight on the couch. "He's a coward for what he did, beating a woman like that. Hell, just for beating her he's now on the list."
"I thought he was already on the list?" Jack said, trying not to relive what had happened to him.

"Of course he was honey, but this was the last straw."

As he spoke, Jack saw the fire in his eyes, and heard the rage in his voice. Even though he completely agreed with his boyfriend, he didn't want to retaliate violence with violence. With this now against Foxy, they should legitimately go to the police. He felt a rage of his own building up. Why didn't they go to the police when Foxy violated him?

He sighed. It was because he wasn't in the right state of mind, and then things went downhill at the pizzeria for a few weeks. Could they still make a case against him for that? He is pregnant after all. But they are getting money for the babies thanks to Hope.

"...I think I'll beat his ass today."

That got Jack's attention. It seemed Jeremy kept talking while Jack was going over the situation in his head.

"What did you just say?" Jack asked.

"You heard me." Jeremy replied angrily. "I'm going to beat his ass today. I might even kill him too."

Jack looked at him, mortified at the words. He felt tears seeping into his eyes.

"Now what?" Jeremy huffed.

"D-do you really have to kill him?" Jack choked out. "I-I don't want to lose you, just because of what he did. I don't want the babies to not know their dad, and even if they were to know, I wouldn't want them to see him in prison!"

Before he knew it, he was crying. He hated the act of crying, especially since it feels as if that's all he does now is cry. He can't help it. From Foxy forcing himself on him, and now the pregnancy hormones, didn't quite help in terms of not crying.

But Jeremy must have gotten the point as he pulled Jack back into an embrace. Stroking his hair, he spoke calming words to his lover.

"Honey, you know I want to kill him, but I won't." Jeremy said, with a reassuring laugh. "Now that you're having our babies, I've got more to think about. I'll just rough him up a bit."
"P-promise?" Jack said through his sobbing.

"Promise."

Jack looked up to match his lover's gaze. He bore a smile on his face, and in his delightfully beautiful eyes, Jack would have said they were radiating pure sincerity. He then nuzzled his head into Jeremy's chest, regretting the fact that he would have to get back to work soon.

Hope slowly opened her eyes, blinking at the harsh white light. As she woke up and became aware of her surroundings, she became more and more frantic. She tried to sit up, but let out a gasp of pain as her head began to throb and she finally felt the pain encompassing her entire body. She laid back down, biting back tears.

Even with the huge amount of pain her stubborn personality was still determined to find out where the hell she was. She looked around out of the corners of her eyes, and carefully turned her head side to side. After a few minutes of examining the room, she reached a conclusion, supported by the nurse now entering the room, that she was in the hospital.

"Well good morning sleepy head!" The friendly nurse said,

"What happened?" Hope groaned. She was still confused, even with knowing she was safe in the hospital.

"Oh, you don't remember? That could be a bad sign…." The nurse said writing on a chart, "But at least you're awake and talking today! You were in a horrible fight. The night guard at the restaurant where you work rushed you over here as soon as he found you."

"Ugh." Hope groaned, recalling what had happened, "I remember now…"

"That's good. Hopefully that means the concussion isn't too too bad. The bruising we can't really help, and your nose seems to have healed pretty quickly already. Are you in pain?" The nurse asked, noticing the look on Hope's face.

"Yeah…" Hope said, closing her eyes and falling back to sleep as the nurse gave her painkillers that soothed her aching body.

When Jack got back to work, the day was slow, so he talked to Goldie in the kitchen while the orders were being made. The conversation was pleasant, until he started talking about Hope.

"You know I could have protected her," Goldie said as Jack let out a snort. "I don't find that funny."
Jack stifled a laugh. "You know what he did to you, right? There would have been no way in hell that you could have even come close to helping her."

Goldie let out a long sigh.

"I suppose you're right," he said. "But I miss her, you know? It was all that argument's fault. Though after what I said… there's no chance at us again. Heh, I wouldn't be surprised if she found someone else already."

Even though Jack was half-expecting the imminent tearful moment, he was still caught off guard when he did. Yet, it was even more shocking that in his frustration, Goldie threw a bag of flour on the floor, causing it to get everywhere.

Jack then moved over and hugged Goldie. While they stood there, he calmed down, and the rage and tears dissipated. He stroked his back and whispered reassuringly to Goldie. Goldie was just thanking him for being there when suddenly he jumped back.

Confused, Jack watched as his friend's face turned crimson, and he bent down and started moving things that were arranged under the open counters.

"What's going on?" Jack asked curiously, while getting closer to Goldie.

Goldie kept moving on sideways. "Uh, n-nothing. Uh… could you get me some cheese from the fridge? Yeah, cheese."
"Okay."

Glancing one more time at his friend, Jack left and went into the walk-in fridge to get the cheese. Fumbling around, he finally found it, though it felt like it had been years. Walking back out, the order was out on the counter, and Goldie was working on the next one that just came in.

Jack went over and set the cheese down, and Goldie seemed fine.

"Are you alright?" Jack inquired.

"Totally!" Goldie replied. "Nothing wrong at all!"

He flashed a smile that seemed genuine. Shrugging it off, Jack took the order and made his way back towards the dining room. Though as he was walking back, the way Goldie acted made him suspicious. It was as if it recalled an old memory. Something telltale. But now wasn't the time to think about it, so Jack pushed it out of his mind as he approached the table.

Hope woke up from her slumber to a high pitched squeal.

"What. The. Hell." Hope grumbled opening her eyes. Carrie and Toni stood in the doorway, the squeal obviously coming from Carrie as Toni had her hand slapped over her girlfriend's mouth.

"Sorry Hope…. She hasn't seen you yet and she's um… Surprised by uh….. How good you look?" Toni said nervously.

"Oh shut up Toni, I look and feel like shit." Hope grumbled, mostly to herself.

"Oh no! No no no! You look fine, like all you need is some love and care!" Carrie said rushing to Hope's bedside. She frantically fluffed the pillows and tucked in the blankets as if she was some mother who had left her sick child alone for a minute too long.

"Yeah…. She gets a little," Toni put her and by her head and made the universal hand signal for crazy, "When her friends get hurt."

Hope pouted, grumpy at the fact she was being treated like a child by her most childish friend.

"How are you pain wise Hopey?" Carrie asked in a sweet motherly voice.

"First of all don't call me that. And I'm fine." Hope said, just as she winced at the throbbing in her head.

"Sorry. We better find the nurse and leave you to sleep." Carrie said, checking one more time that the room was perfect for her injured friend.

Hope sighed, wishing she could just go home and not be fussed over like a child.

"Hey Jack!"

Jack turned around from the table who was just seated. He had taken their orders and was heading to the kitchen when Mangle appeared with a box.

"Hey Mangle," Jack said cheerfully to his boss. "What's with the box?"
"Well since you won't be able to do any heavy lifting soon… I mean…" she began.

"Let me guess where I'm taking that: Prize Corner?"
"No, the security office this time."
"Okay, okay."

She smiled and muttered a thank you and left as quickly as she came after handing Jack the box. Surprisingly, it was lighter than Jack initially thought. Moving carefully with the box, he went into the security office. Instead of finding Jeremy, he found Spring, who was looking up at him now.

With a chuckle Spring said, "Do you even do your job? It seems like you're in here all the time."
"Haha," Jack fake-laughed. "I brought this box from Mangle. Where should I put it?"
"Here, on the desk. Actually, why don't we walk out together? I just stopped by to see Jeremy, but he went to go get food and hasn't come back yet. I'm on my way to see Hope."
"Okay. You're going to see her?"

"Yeah. Have you been to see her?"
"A few times."

With that, the two were walking out of the office, towards the main door. However, Foxy was passing by, and flashed a sickening grin. He began to walk towards them.

Jack stopped, and after Spring stopped, Jack hid behind him.

"What's going on?" Spring said.
"H-him." Jack whispered.

Spring didn't understand, but decided something had to have gone down to reduce Jack to this state.

"Aye, Jack," Foxy said, trying to look at Jack, but noticed Spring. "Who are you?"
"The new guard." Spring stated coldly.

"Well, I won't keep you much longer, so I'll be on my way. But Jack, I just wanted to say how pretty you've been looking. You seem to have a… beautiful glow to you since I've learned that you're pregnant."

He left leisurely. Spring was confused, but felt Jack trembling behind him.

"Hey," Spring said, turning around, placing his hands on Jack's shoulders reassuringly. "It's okay. He didn't do anything bad. Bad attempt at flirting with a claimed man, but nothing awful."

"You don't know what he did to me." Jack said solemnly.

"What do you…?"

Spring then had an 'ah-ha!' moment. He couldn't quite place the act, but he assumed it was something physical like he did with Hope.

Before he could comment, Jeremy was walking down the hallway.

"Hey guys!" he said, walking up to them. He noticed Jack seemed on the edge of tears. "What happened?"
"I'm going to leave." Spring stated, starting to leave.

He walked down the hall, but while he did, Jeremy's gaze never wavered from him.

"Did he hurt you?" Jeremy said in a whisper, even though Spring was gone.

"No." Jack replied. "Foxy made a comment to me… It wasn't bad, but it sounded like there was something in his voice. Desire."

Jeremy pulled Jack into a hug, which lasted a few moments.

"I'll handle it sweetie," Jeremy said, kissing Jack's head. "Just get back to work, okay?"
"Okay." Jack replied.

Jack then started towards the kitchen. As he pushed the encounter with Foxy out of his mind, he realized that his customers would probably be angry, and probably wouldn't leave a good tip, if at all.

"Oh. My. God. The next person to wake me up is going to get punched in the face!" Hope groaned pulling the pillow away from her face.

"Well that's no way to greet the man of your dreams." Spring said with a smirk, walking into the room.

"Oh…. Uh, hi, Spring?" Hope said, she was oddly conscious of her appearance now. Her hair was unbrushed and her face and body were covered in bruises. She couldn't understand why she only cared about these things with Spring in the room. So what, he was flirty and made her feel good about herself, that's no reason to like the guy, right?

"Ah, good to see you at least remember your future lover's name!" Spring said with a laugh, coming and standing by the hospital bed.

"Oh shut up! What are you even doing here?" Hope asked, trying not to blush at the comment. Geez, even Goldie didn't get to her like this.

"Well, I wouldn't be a good boyfriend if I didn't check up on my love, would I?" Spring said, sitting on the edge of the bed and smiling, actually smiling, not the flirtatious smirk he usually had.

"We are not a couple!" Hope shouted, her blush showing this time. Even if she wasn't dating Spring, the idea that he would come see her was touching after only meeting twice.

"Oh really? Well then, I guess I should fix that, would you like to be my little lovebird Hope?" Spring said, losing his flirtatious tone.

"What?! No, I have a boyfriend! Wait, no I don't. I-I, no! Just no!" Hope stammered, flustered and confused. She had finally realized that neither Jack nor Goldie had come to visit her, yet this random, new coworker had. And now he was asking to date her?!

"You're taken?" Spring asked, a trace of sadness in his voice, "I'm sorry. I wouldn't have flirted with you had I known."

"No… I-I'm single. He broke up with me around the time we met at the bar… He hasn't visited yet… Neither has Jack. God, no one even cares anymore do they?" Hope said closing her eyes and balling her hands into fists.

"What? No, no they care!" Spring said brushing his hand over her hair gently, "Jack has visited quite a few times. So have the girls and that other guard Jeremy. Everyone cares. Of course people care. You're amazing."

"Has someone named Goldie visited?" Hope said hopefully.

"I don't think he has. I know he waited for you to get cleared when you first came in." Spring replied.

"Of course not… We broke up, why would he…." Hope trailed off, fighting tears.

"Hey, it's okay. Someones here for you, it's alright." Spring said soothingly, brushing his hand over her hair in a calming, almost petting motion. Hope slowly relaxed under his touch. After a while he stopped, just standing next to her with a hand on her shoulder.

"Fine." Hope muttered quietly.

"What?" Spring said, leaning closer to hear.

"I said fine. I'm your girlfriend now. I don't care about Goldie. Worse thing that can happen if I say yes to being your girlfriend is that you keep complimenting me. So why not?" She said, sounding almost annoyed.

"Uh, really?" Spring asked, confused.

"What? Don't want me anymore? Your loss." Hope said, grabbing the pillow and hiding in it to block out the light the way she had been before Spring had come in.

"No - I do. Uh… I'll let you sleep now." Spring said, turning to leave, still confused by all the new information about his crush and the fact that he maybe had a girlfriend now.

Jack was concerned. It had been close to a half hour since Jeremy said he would meet Jack at the front door. Normally he would just be angry, but he was angry and scared. Angry due to his boyfriend's tardiness, and scared because he feared that Foxy could come and get him at any moment.

Mustering up some courage, he started to walk towards the security office. On his way there, he heard some clanging in the men's room. Tensing up, he was unsure what to do. Could it be a trap? He wouldn't know until he went in.

So against his better judgement, he went inside. If he could have, he would have released a gasp.

On the floor was Foxy. He was badly bruised and beaten. There was some blood trickling down his face from his nose. Jack couldn't tell if he was still conscious or not, and it looked like some of his limbs may have been twisted the wrong way. Looking over, Jack saw who Foxy's adversary was.

Jeremy.

Even though it appeared that Foxy was still breathing, Jeremy's face looked as if he had just killed a man. It quickly melted into a reassuring face. He walked over, and took Jack's hand in a romantic way, not one you would use to flee the scene.

"It's okay honey," Jeremy said. "He won't bother us anymore. He had this coming to him."

But Jack's mind was somewhere else. After this whirlwind of information, Jack suddenly stopped.

"Goldie's gay." he stated.

"What?" Jeremy asked, completely confused at his boyfriend's behavior.

"Goldie's gay. That's hella cute."
"Are you okay?"
"Oh! Sorry, I was half-talking to you, and half-talking to myself about this revelation. I'll tell you more when we get home."

They continued their hurried rush to leave the restaurant. Making it to the parking lot in no time, they hopped into Jeremy's car and drove off in the cool summer night.

However, a few things were still bothering Jack.

"Jeremy," Jack began. "Are you going to get caught?"

Jeremy laughed. "No I'm not sweetie. I put the cameras down for maintenance during the shift, but they are scheduled to go back up tomorrow. Unless Foxy wants to take legal action, there shouldn't be any trouble."

Jack flashed a smile back, but internally, was terrified. Did he essentially trade one Foxy for another? The thought made him shiver. It's moments like these that made him wish that he never had taken the job, or at least did something different.

His mind then shifted to thoughts of Goldie. If what he said was true, he could leave Jeremy for Goldie. Goldie had always been a sight of pure beauty to him. How could Hope have left him? If the babies were both Foxy's, then he wouldn't be tied down to Jeremy...

He shook his head. How could he have these thoughts? Maybe because of where his life is, or maybe it's just pregnancy hormones. But everyday since the incident, since Jeremy's "change", he had been wishing he was with someone else, and his mind constantly turned to Goldie….

Should he leave Jeremy for Goldie? He sighed. He had a lot of thinking to do soon.