Hello friends! Here is today's installment. I have put Black Widow writing on the back-burner for today but I have written a new Fostering Fun (check it out for some Fluffy Fosters Halloween mischief). I am also currently writing a Halloween one-shot in the Kasey/Evan AU. I intend to use it to open a new thread for one shots in this universe. I likely won't be writing any more of them until Black Widow is over, but it will be a way of tiding me over from my Evan withdrawals until I (if I ever) write a sequel to this one. So if you are so inclined, keep an eye out for a new story of one shots that will include Kasey/Evan (I don't want to mix them with Fostering Fun as not everyone likes OCs). If you're interested you can follow me as an author or I will likely put a shout out for it in tomorrow's chapter too! I fully intend to create it tonight.

OK - back to the heavy stuff. Thanks for the reviews - still keen to hear opinions/predictions as things develop! Here is the chapter that I know a few of you have been waiting for as Kasey divulges where her dislike from Michelle came from...I also used it as a good opportunity to show that Kasey can be as kick ass as Stef.

Happy Halloween everybody!

"Found these two snooping around." The man sputtered as he shoved a dazed Brandon into the bar room into the arms of another. A third was a still restraining a struggling Kasey.

Michelle immediately sprang up as Kasey took the distraction as an opportunity and stamped firmly on her captor's foot before kicking him hard in the groin. He gasped in pain as another jumped forward and lifted her over his shoulder. She continued to kick and punch as he asked for help and the other, recovering slightly, helped him work her into a locked position.

"Feisty!" Carl remarked. "Your showing up my men, little girl."

"Men?" she spat, finally relenting from her struggle. She blew a stray strand of her from her face. "My Mom once held my sister and me down practically with one arm. Your men are no more than overgrown boy scouts."

One of the overgrown boy scouts yanked her back as she made one more burst before settling.

"Give it up Kasey - there's no point." Brandon whimpered.

"Brandon! What are you doing here?" Michelle ran forward to him but Carl grabbed her arm.

"I need to know what's going on Michelle - please. Just let me talk to her."

Michelle looked back at Carl who gave a deep belly laugh. Kasey's chest deflated at Brandon's impending humiliation.

"Wow - Michelle was right. You really are pathetic."

Kasey's defensive instincts flared as she once again shook her body furiously trying to break the hold. She winced in pain as the men held her back. In the struggle her phone fell out of her pocket and he kicked it towards Michelle who picked it up.

"I don't care what you think of me - I just want to talk to Michelle. Do you know she's pregnant? How does this fit in with this master plan of yours?" Brandon spat.

Carl's expression dropped as Michelle's face collapsed into pity for Brandon. He swung round to her.

"You're pregnant - how could you not tell me?!" He fumed. Michelle stepped back and cowered away from Carl's anger slapping away his arm as he tried to grab hers again.

"I'm not pregnant, Carl - I thought I was but...it was negative. I was never pregnant." She said turning to Brandon with genuine regret at the position she had put him in. His eyes closed. He was flooded with relief and embarrassment but now also his own extreme regret that this could all have been avoided. Kasey's body also dropped. She could feel the overwhelming emotion he was going through almost telepathically.

"Then we've got no further reason to stay." She responded with a desperate hope that it may work for their freedom.

"They're right Carl - let them go." Michelle added in as Carl grabbed her arm and twisted it harshly.

"Let them go?" His eyes swirled psychotically again. "They're here Michelle - your stupid diversions have brought them here which means they know too much. They're not going anywhere till we're out of here.

"They're completely harmless Carl -"

"Their Mom is a cop!"

"And you don't think she'll track us in a second? How do you expect to get your precious money without her tracking you down instantly now?" Carl threw down Michelle's arm shoving her back against the wall and headed towards Kasey.

She puffed her chest out as he approached even though she was shaking inside. She wouldn't be bullied by him - she had inherited too much of her mother's pride and courage.

He grabbed her collar and pulled her face towards his.

"You know about the money." He whispered.

"How does it feel? Knowing that you've been outsmarted by a couple of kids? You wanna call my brother pathetic? What about you? Finding kids to do your dirty work only to be caught out by two more?"

Carl raised his arm and Brandon dashed forward towards him only to be pulled back. Michelle grabbed Carl just before he struck.

"Carl - no! Don't be an idiot. You can't touch them - their Mom will rinse you. She'll have the whole of the San Diego force behind her." Her voice was quiet. It was the best excuse she knew to stop him but it was much more so that she had never wanted them to be in danger.

He pulled it down, his face shaking still hovering now more than a few inches from Kasey's. He snapped out of his eye lock and turned to Michelle instead.

"Looks like we better make a trip then. Lock them in the cellar. We're getting that money and getting out now."

Kasey's heart pounded. She couldn't risk letting these men in their house. Jude was there and the twins - not to mention Callie. Lena and Stef were both away.

"And where exactly do you hope to find it?" Her voice quivered slightly. She wasn't sure what she was doing but it was complete instinct. She was relying on her best ability - to outwit and outsmart.

Carl turned back to her his eyes dancing.

"What are you trying to say?" He squared up to her again. She could feel his breath on her face.

"That we wouldn't be stupid enough to keep drug money on our property." Carl shook furiously, his face turning red as Kasey gulped back trying to keep her composure.

He swung around to the men. "Where did you find these two?"

"They were running out the back room..."

"So they've been snooping around inside?"

"Would be a shame if it was here when the police showed up huh? After such a mastermind plan of keeping it away. I mean that was your plan right? Integrate Michelle with us - no-one would bat an eye-lid. All the unknown numbers makes you un-traceable from her while you keep your money in a cop's house - no-one would search there even if they did make the connection to her." Kasey licked her bottom lip hoping he wouldn't call her bluff. Brandon remained silent not wanting to risk interfering with whatever Kasey's plan was.

He paced towards the bar as the rest of the company watched him. He then swept three glasses off it in anger as Michelle hopped away. Kasey watched her face. She was so angry with her but it almost ignited a hint of sorrow. This was what she had been coping with, probably daily.

He stormed back over to Kasey as the room was quiet with stunned silence. He pulled her out from the two men and she took a swing at him breaking his nose. It exploded with blood and he grabbed it with one arm grabbing her hair with the other. As Brandon too jumped forward. He was tackled by his restrainer and the man who had originally held Kasey grabbed her again and hauled her over his shoulder. They dragged them into the cellar of the bar. They threw them down and the door slammed behind them.

"I'm sorry Kasey."

"Oh shut up Brandon!" She fired back swinging round with her arms folded. He cowered back into the corner sitting on the floor next to a keg. "I'm trying to think." She paced the floor. "God I hope Evan got that text."

"You texted Evan?" He asked sheepishly.

"Yes I texted Evan. He's with Mom - they have to be coming soon. Hopefully we can keep these neanderthals here long enough for them to get caught."

"But the money is in..."

"Yes - genius. It is. And who's fault is that?" She shot back kicking one of the other kegs.

Brandon's head drooped. "I'm sorry." He mumbled again as Kasey looked at him and sighed.

"Trust me, none of your anger right now can make me feel more of an idiot that I already am. She's completely trounced me. But then what do you expect? I am an idiot."

Kasey huffed with frustration. She hated the fact that she was battling between wanting to kill him and feeling genuinely sorry for him. She wanted to just be mad at him but she couldn't be. She wiped her hand down her face and took a seat next to him.

"I don't understand how she played me so easily. How...I just." He thumped his fist down on the floor and tilted his head back.

Kasey bit her tongue over her bottom lip. It reminded her of an experience of her own.

"You're not the first person she's ever duped Brandon. You're just the dumbest."

He looked across at her, unable to tell if that was supposed to make him feel better or not.

Kasey looked back and forth between him and the wall ahead.

"Dumbest compared to me I mean."

Brandon knitted his forehead. "What are you talking about?"

Kasey looked down at her fingers. "Jamie Cranston."

Brandon left her silent for a moment.

"You never did tell us what happened between you three..."

Kasey snorted out a bitter laugh. "You mean why I hate Michelle? Other than the recent drug hoarding and manipulating my idiot brother you mean?"

Brandon lifted his eyebrow.

"Look I've never told anyone this - and if you ever do tell anyone I promise you I will kick you so hard in the balls you'll become my sister."

He raised his eyebrows as a clear acknowledgement that was not something he wanted to experience.

She took a deep breath. "When I was about 15 or so - I was seeing Jamie. I'd never...you know...yet."

Brandon nodded slightly uncomfortable about where his sister may be taking this.

"So anyway - I snuck out one night to his house. His parents were away and I was starting to think I may be ready. I mean I guess we hadn't been together that long but he was really great and kind and all that crap." She added bitterly, clearly indicating he didn't stay that way for long.

"Anyway, we got so far - further than I'd ever gone and definitely further than anybody ever knew I had then...but I kinda flaked out as stuff got a bit too much. He was...well he was a bit frustrated about it and I left - kinda humiliated. " Kasey chewed on her top lip, clearly uncomfortable recalling it.

Brandon cleared his throat. He looked her up and down wanting to put his arm around her, he could tell how hard it would be for her to be admitting this to him.

"So where does Michelle fit into this?" He asked, dreading what the answer would be.

Kasey exhaled deeply and forced a smile.

"That night and over the next day I got all these texts from him. Like super nice and supportive. Trying to tell me it was OK - apologising if he'd pressured me - saying his frustration was all because he was embarrassed and felt guilty for putting me in that position. I played right into his hands." She admitted as she blinked a potential tear. Brandon's heart sank.

"And well he invited me round again that night and I decided that I would give it another go. Maybe that I had been too hasty and see how things would go. So there I was - at his door...and she answered it." She said the words fast as if it would make them go away.

Brandon rubbed his forehead and finally put his hand on her knee.

"She had set the whole thing up. She'd gone round after I'd left the night before and he'd obviously told her everything - don't know exactly how long she'd been screwing him before that while he was with me but clearly they found the whole situation hilarious. She had been sending all of the texts after it from his phone - the vindictive bitch." Kasey choked on the words slightly, her memory almost overpowering all of her recent feelings towards Michelle. "She had done it out of jealousy or something I guess - I don't know. Out of spite, out of sadism. I don't really care anymore. I'm glad in a way that it meant I never lost my virginity to that prick - but I did swear I'd never forgive her for it. And that I'd never tell anyone." Her head drooped down as Brandon squeezed her knee.

"You could have told me you know..."

"Like it would have changed anything!" She fired back almost losing the calm tone she had adopted. "What Michelle was like then has nothing to do with what she is like now. She was a different person - a bitter and miserable teenager. This is a world away. That's teenage girls being teenage girls - and I'm over it. It didn't dent me in any way - it made me stronger I guess."

Brandon nodded quietly.

"But it doesn't change the fact that I know what it's like to be humiliated by her." Kasey looked across at him. "But God knows why I'm trying to make you feel better after you get us trapped in a cellar waiting to be rescued by our Mom - five minutes before she flays us alive." Kasey stood up and resumed her pacing.

"I'm really sorry Kasey - for all of it." He looked up at her earnestly as she nodded quickly and continued to pace away. She folded her arms and blinked back a tear. How the hell did they get here - and where was Evan?

"Stef we have a problem!" He ran into the room as she sparked up to attention.

"I got this while I was in the interrogation room. It only just blinked through when I left the room but it was sent a little while ago. They're in Broncos."

"Like hell they are!" She ran over to him and grabbed the phone before scurrying down the hall. "For God's sake!"

"Roberts I want back up but I'm going to investigate."

Roberts strode behind her.

"Stef - Stef! Don't do anything stupid. You let our guys do the work OK? That's an order - you've not been involved in this operation. You're going to be there to get your kids and that's all."

Stef nodded and disappeared out the door, Evan running behind.

"You're not coming with me - " She gave her own order as Evan jumped in the car.

"Then drag me out of the car." He said sternly as she cursed and reversed out. She didn't have time to argue with him.

"Fine - can you direct me there?"

"Yep - follow this road to the lights then turn left."

"I can't believe this!" She whispered. "Of all the stupid, idiotic, moronic things they could possibly do!" Evan tapped away at his phone as Stef angrily shifted the gear stick. "I can see Brandon doing something so stupid, what with the hurt and the pressure, but not Kasey. Mind you, Brandon wouldn't have the nerve to go in guns blazing. Damn them being so ying and yang! They're a lethal combination of deluded stupidity and arrogance! I bet Kasey's going to try and confront them. They better not hurt them - I want them all for myself. Idiot children!" She cursed slamming her fist down on her horn.

"I'm sure Kasey knows what she's doing..." Stef shot him a look. "OK - well...I hope she does."

"Evan I need to know what you told Hernandez. Be honest, what are we dealing with here? Don't try and protect me - I couldn't be any more scared than I am now." She pleaded with him as she could hear the sirens coming behind her coming.

"I really have told you most of it now - I promise. Lorimer is a dealer and I think he has been using Michelle to do his dirty work. I don't quite know what it has to do with Brandon but I think he's got Michelle under his fist. He's not a good guy and I'm pretty sure there's a bit of a Stockholm thing going on. Michelle's Mom used to be a druggy and I think that's how Michelle eventually met Lorimer. I'm not entirely sure but I think her Mom ran off with a former barman of that place. How she had the contact with the bar when she was younger. She then got a job there and fell in with the crowd. She's got a screwed up past Mrs F."

She shook her head and looked back at him. "I still don't understand why you didn't tell me all this."

"This has all happened really fast - I didn't want to go in guns blazing. Isn't that what the moral of today is?" He responded.

Stef looked hard at him. "Sharing a burden is not going in guns blazing."

"It is when the person you're sharing it with has a gun..." Evan laughed desperately as Stef rolled her eyes.

"Besides, it would have seemed pretty petty don't you think? You probably would have thought it was an excuse. And I already had Carl threatening me. When I saw Jesus in Broncos - I realised how dangerous it could be if I involved you guys...next right."

Stef looked at him and sighed again. "When this is all over you and I are going to have a very, very serious talk about your superhero tendencies. I will not have you being our private vigilante. That's my job!" She smacked him slightly on the leg before pausing.

"But thank you -" He looked at her with a small smile.

"Just don't you ever try and protect me from something like this again or I'm grounding your cape -whether you're 21 or my kid or not. I will lock you in that basement. You can keep Brandon and Kasey company. That is if I ever get my babies home." Her voice returned to fear as Evan put a hand on her shoulder and she bit her bottom lip. Evan's phone buzzed and he whipped it off the dashboard.

"What is it? What does it say?" Stef asked, exasperated.

"I got another text from Kasey...oh shit."

I'm sorry - the cliffs are just too easy...next chapter tomorrow!

Chapter 52 Preview: Carl fails to trick Kasey as she gets the upperhand and Michelle faces her in an aggressive showdown.

Michelle turned away from her and closed her eyes. Everything she was saying was true. Every time Carl had threatened to throw her out - every time he had hit her when things weren't going her way. She wiped an escaped tear away.

"Stop it."

"Why? You can't face the truth? You can screw with people's lives but you can't face your own?" Kasey's words became more and more venomous. She was trying to break her - she was employing the same technique that Lena had used on her, albeit with aggression at the root rather than love.