It was six AM when Juice got back into the bar. He, Tig, and Happy were on a stake out for a lead on one of Ethan Zobelle's guys. Apparently they were dealing meth in Charming again and one of the crack dens was said to be set up down town. Clay's orders were to keep watch on the house. If they saw anything, give Zobelle a little message to "Keep his white trash junkies" out of Charming. Clays said to make it look like the meth lab exploded. Juice was excited at the idea of mixing some chemicals to make a little kaboom! Even though it was Opie's job. Opie was held up at the club keeping an eye on Jax. His girlfriend had left to go work in New York. Ope said Jax had been at the bar everynight, he seemed to have gone off the deep end, leaving Able, his son, with Jax's mom Gemma most nights. Juice and Jax weren't exactly BFFs but it was still enough to make him worry. He was a "Brother" after all. He didnt like the thought of a baby not having a dad knew too well what that was like.

"Juice!" Prospect shouted breaking him out of his flash backs of childhood. Juice being tired as he was, staggered to the counter of the bar. "You been here all night man?" Juice asked rubbing his eyes.

"Naw man, I took a snooze on the couch. I'm just gettin set up for opening up tonight." Prospect said wiping down the counter. The boy was trying as hard as he could to kiss ass around to show his worth. "So whats up? I'm dog ass tired and I just wanna crash in my nice comfy bed." Juice smiled laying his head in his hand. "That's the thing," Prospect smirked. "You have a visitor." He raised his eyebrows and grinned now. Juice was confused. "Dude, I have been up all night I dont have time to piss around. What the hell are you talking about?"

"I'm talking afine mamma 'cita is currently crashed in your bed" He winked making an hour glass figure with his hands. "I have a whatnow??" Juice was instantly awake. Prospect looked like a child who knew some secret. "Some girl came in last night looking for you. I told her you werent around. She was going to leave but I said she could have your place. I didnt think you'd mind." He lied. Juice wrapped an arm around the boy's blonde head and scuffed his hair. Then quickly ran up the steps. "I owe you man!" Juice grinned. He rubbed his hands as he opened the door greedily. The door knob turned.

A small figure was laying in his bed. It looked oddly familiar. His first instinct was to shout "Lucy. I'm home!" but something about her long brown hair and small figure made him pause. Edging closer.It couldn't be.... He thought to himself. "S....Selena?" He said just loud enough. "Juan?" A muffled voice from under the pillows said. I revealed half of my face from the stained pillow. "AHHH!!!" Juice screamed and fell backwards. His scream scared me and I screamed and fell off the bed along with the covers and out of sight. "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING HERE??? HALF-SACK SAID THERE WAS A HOT GIRL IN MY BED NOT MY FUCKING SISTER....WHAT THE HELL?????" Juice shouted. I covered my ears. "We'll a good morning to you too Juan Carlos!" After I recovered from the startle my right eye throbbed in pain. "Or should I call you Juice?" I threw his pillow onto the bed sitting up. My hair fell in front of my face. Making me think of how I was going to explain the black eye and large scrape to him. "Selena what the hell are you doing here? You're suppose to be in beauty school or something." He was still on the floor. "I graduated last year." I sat up more setting my hair to the right leaving the left exposed." I sent you an invite." I said softly. "Ok" he said. "So, what are you doing here?" He was getting aggravated. It was quiet for a few minutes.

"Selen, what's going on?"

I sighed and leaned my back on the wall. "I got in a fight." I looked down away from his eyes. I could hear him scoff. "So you've gottin into fights before, how's this different?" I looked at him. He was smiling. I instantly looked back down, tears filling my eyes. He quickly crawled across the bed. "What's the matter hermana pequeña?" he said sitting at the edge. I finally managed enough courage to pull my hair back from my face. Anger filled his eyes. "Who did this to you?!" he shouted. I couldn't manage to speak. Tears poured from my eyes. He took me by my shoulders. "Was it one of those ass hole boyfriends of yours?" His voice shook. I whimpered a bit. "I'll fucking kill them! Who was it give me a name! SELENA!" I finally broke. "It was Marcus!" I shouted. He stopped dead. "What?"

"Marcus.....Marcus Álvarez"