Outside in the dark, Lynn was all ears as Brandon had informed her about his report. After long last, her search was finally coming to an end. And from her determination, she was ready to break anything besides a machine, a wall, or a regular punching.

"Through the practice, I've been doing some digging. And I found out which one of the guys is truly responsible."

"Malcolm, the guy who teases you?" Lynn guessed.

"No, it's not him, he may have been an arrogant bully, but one thing he's not is violent. I'm talking about his friends. Jared, Ned and Fletcher. The ones who referred to me as rotten apple. I overheard them talking on how they failed on their mission to get you out of the picture. Then I clued in further, when I saw a switchblade in one of their backpacks, mainly Jared's."

"Lynn was furious, "So it was those guys all this time?"

"Yeah, but when questioned by the police, all of them denied everything. And as far as I know, the investigation is still going on. I also found out another thing. You weren't the first person to fall under their assault, there were others? It seems like they do anything they can to keep their unbeatable reputation."

Lynn cracked her knuckles in anticipation, "Then what are we waiting for?"

"They all went home by now, but we will confront them the next day."

"What do you mean we? He is mine; I still have a score to settle with him. and besides why would you want to help me after all this time?"

Brandon looked the other way. "Like I told you before, I have my reasons. But either way, meet me at the park tomorrow and we will go from there."

"You got it?" Lynn replied. As Lynn made it back inside, her siblings ambushed her with questions. This was to be expected from her Loud siblings as she met a boy. She didn't waste not time giving a straight answer, but left out many details, such as what she has planned for tomorrow. But for right now, she played it cool.

"Alright, I understand, thank you very much." Lynn Sr said getting off the phone. "Great news girls, looks like your brother's therapy is almost complete and he'll be coming out the hospital real soon. So who wants to help plan a welcome home party for him?" Lynn announced.

This announcement brought the girls in a cheering uproar. Even if it's been a week or two, it certainly felt like forever since Lincoln was not around the house. Everyone was missing Lincoln terribly. They were beyond overjoyed that Lincoln was going to come home, even if he was not able to walk freely.

"Wii-Can," Lily mumbled as Rita picked her up.

"That's right Lily, your brother is coming home." Rita had confirmed.

Lucy smiled through his stoic face, "It seems like my predictions were true."

"I'll make my pies." Lana suggested.

"For the last time Lana, there are no mud pies at a party, besides I'm going to bake a delicious cake." Lola announced.

"And I'm going to prepare the party favors." Luan said. "At his rate, he's going to need plenty of favors, ba-zing!" Luan said with her dummy, Mr. Coconuts.

Luna grabbed her guitar, "I'll be in charge of the rockin tunes dude!"

"Oh, and I'll be doing the declarations." Leni said holding box.

"Leni, those are the Christmas declarations." Lori corrected her sisters.

"So it's not a holiday?" Leni asked, leading to everyone's facepalm.

"Hey Lynn what are you planning on doing?" Lori asked, but then heard the door shut. As they looked out the window, Lynn was already rushing off somewhere with her mountain bike, leaving them wondering.

As she came to a quick stop, she reacted to a soda being tossed her way. There in the same place as yesterday, Brandon had waited for the young jock. Both snapped open the drink cans as they chugged their soda. The two of them saw how fast they could consume their caffeine. After they last drop, Brandon had burped; Lynn had done the same, but only louder. Well it was clear to see who had won that round.

Lynn smashed the can and tossed it in the trashcan. "Thanks for the soda."

Brandon had done the same. "It was my pleasure."

Luckily, the park was empty as practice was canceled for the Pirate Team. But it didn't stop a couple of the Pirate teammates from making their way through the park. Lynn took a glance at them and then Brandon. Brandon shook his head in response, confirming that he was not them, so they held off.

Another team from Brandon ventured into the park, once again Brandon denied them. Minutes turned into hours as they waited for their target. Lynn was already beginning to yawn. As the sun began to shift from the other direction, boredom was starting to overtake the both of them. No matter how much they waited, Brandon advised Lynn to be patient.

As he caught on to Lynn's snoring, Brandon started texting on his phone. When he heard snickering and laughing, he caught onto something. Three guys occupied the park, one with black hair Mohawk, other with blond and black. By the negative and rebellious attitude, he knew them.

He nudged Lynn awake, "Lynn." Lynn was wide awake as she rubbed the sand from her eyes. "That is them, recognize something?" Lynn's eyes caught sight of the switchblade and the jerseys that one of the boys had. And by the looks of it, it was most definitely the one that Lincoln was hurt from. Rage and anger filled her well- being as she found the guys. Without hesitation, she rushed over.

"So who do you think we should get next?" Jared asked his gang, holding his switchblade.

"How about no one?" Lynn interrupted the boys, holding her bat. The boys turned their attention to the young athlete as they were officially caught. Neither one of them could escape Lynn's deadly scowl.

"Seems like you caught onto us?" The Mohawk boy said holding his knife. "We only use it for defense purposes."

"That's not what I've heard. You guys hurt my brother."

"That weakling with the bleached hair. Well serves him right for getting in our way."

"Yeah, what an idiot." Fletcher and Ned replied joking as they also held bats.

Those words alone was enough to make her anger raise above the scale. "You hurt my brother and now you're going to answer to me!" Lynn decided to discard her bat to the floor as she focused on the leader armed with a pocket knife.

Jared paid her with a smirk, thinking this was going to be easy. "You must already want to be in wheelchair very soon?"

Jared went ahead against Lynn with his knife. Lynn found it easy to avoid it, thanks to herself defense training. As she grabbed his hand, she gave him a headbutt to his face. The other weren't pleased as they tried to help him, only to be stopped by Brandon. He let her continue her fight as she played defense to a deadly weapon.

By his wacky style and his lack of offense and defense, Lynn could clearly tell, he had no training of his own, just a deadly weapon. This made it easy from her to land a fury of punches. Jabs aimed at his face to his chest. It then led to a straight jump kick, causing him to lose his knife. But it did not stop him from other weapons, such as the bat on the ground.

Fortunately, Lynn had seen it coming as he grabbed the other end of the bat and aimed from his chest to his bottom half. The assailant felt immense pain between his legs. When he was down, it gave Lynn to perfect chance unleash more punches with her bare knuckles.

"You like that! You like hurting others like this!" Lynn roared.

"You'll regret this, you bitch, just you wait until..!" Jared paused as he was covered up in bruises.

"Until what Jared, we already know about you and your buddies history of sabotage." Brandon got his phone. There he replayed their conversation from before the fight. Everything was all in perfect detail. "Face it man, your done."

"Not just yet." Lynn grabbed a bat and aimed it at Jared's bruised face. "And I'm going to make you sure; you never harm anyone for the sake of your sick reputation again."

"Wait, you're not serious?" Jared begged.

"Lynn. Is this what you really want?" Brandon asked, not attempting to stop her. He glanced at the angriest expression ever shown on Lynn's face ever. Her anger was like an erupting volcano set on overload. He was almost afraid to stop himself.

Lynn held the bat up high in an attempt to strike. Jared was beyond scared as he was prepared for the worst to come. Jared's whole body was shaking in fear and so was his gang, even if they weren't under attack. Lynn was about to attack further, until she was sudden stopped by a broken piece of glass left on the ground. As Lynn glanced at her reflection, she noticed the angry person that she faced was not her at all. She didn't want to become something or someone she hated. So she had halted her attack. She took a deep breath at a time as she dropped the bat to the ground. The two of them walked away.

"You did great." Brandon complemented tapping her shoulder.

"So why would you go though the trouble for someone like me?" Lynn asked.

Brandon was almost shy enough to answer. "It's because honestly, I may have, kind of, liked you. Even if we are rivals on the baseball field, I really do enjoy hanging out with you. Do you think we can make this often?"

Lynn was flattered as she blushed and Brandon did the same. Never had she thought that a boy could ever like her athletic nature. And it was not just a small crush like Lincoln's tutor; it really did feel like a genuine connection between her and Brandon.

Lynn jabbed Brandon's shoulder, "We sure can."

"How about we visit your brother?"

"In a minute, something I have to do first."

She grabbed a phone from her pocket and made a quick call and left the boys where they were. "Hello, Royal Woods Police Department, how can I help you?"

"Hello, can I please speak to Detective Warren or Detective Menken?" Lynn answered.

In the meantime at the Royal Wood hospital, the white haired boy was still getting used to his life on the wheelchair. It took some time, but he was finally able to maneuver around getting in and out the wheelchair, such as getting in and out of bed, and even using the bathroom. Although, the bathroom part of the wheelchair had prove quite a challenged at first.

Despite his condition, he kept his ongoing optimism, not only for himself but for his family as well, even if he assured them that there was nothing to worry about. At the very least, his condition was certainly not permanent. He could not wait to get out of the hospital.

Since Ronnie Anne and Bobby's mother worked at the hospital, it gave Ronnie Anne all the time she needed to hang out with Lincoln. And Lincoln always enjoyed her company, now that they became close.

"So she said…" Lincoln paused at the sight of his sister at the door. "Ronnie Anne, can you give us a moment?"

Ronnie Anne got off the chair and said, "I'm going to get some soda, see you later Lame-O."

"How are you holding up Lincoln?" Lynn gave with coldness in her voice.

"I could ask you the same thing." Lincoln replied, noticing the beaten bruises on Lynn's hands. By the looks of it, he could already assume the worst. "Did you have a rough day?"

"You could say that. But the good news is the police caught the guys who did this to you, so you can rest easy. They are going to be going away for a real long time. Aside from that, I got grounded for skipping school."

"That's good, but what are about you?"

"What do you mean me; you're the one in a wheelchair."

"That's not what I meant Lynn. I mean how you been holding up ever since the attack, the others told me how you've been acting lately." Lincoln reminded, which got Lynn's attention. "Lynn, I don't blame you at all for me getting hurt like this."

"Well you should, I was supposed to protect you and I've failed, and look where it got you!" Lynn shot back. "I'm the worst sister ever! You must hate me right now."

"You don't really mean that."

"Yes, I do." Lynn's voice was starting to break as tears started roll down her eyes. "This is no different than the time I accused you of being bad luck, or the times I beat you up for no reason, despite your protest!"

"You can't always think you can do everything on your own you know. While it is true that I was scared and affected by this as much as you were, I was just glad you weren't hurt in the end."

"What," Lynn responded.

"You may think your being selfless, but you're not. I don't like the way I'm at right now, but at least I'm still alive. Look, I took that hit for you because I feared for your well-being. And I'd do it again if it meant I could protect my own sibling."

"Lincoln. I thought I was going to lose you when you were lying unconscious bleeding in the street."

"I'm here, because of what I did, not what you did. And I don't have any regrets. The only regret I dwelled on is losing my sister from something like this. Let it go Lynn." Lynn continued to sob as she embraced Lincoln and Lincoln hugged her back. He comfort her the best way he can, letting her tears drench his hospital shirt. As Lincoln passed off some tissue paper, she was able to calm down. "Just try to ease up on the recklessness alright."

"It's a deal, and don't think this means, I'm not going to stop watching your back every now and then, because I'm still your sister no matter what."

"Deal." Lincoln grabbed another wheelchair for his sister. "By the way, race you to the end of the hospital."

"Oh it is on!"

Lynn placed herself in that wheelchair. Knowing she was always up for a challenge, she had no reason to decline. Using only their hands on the wheel, the boy raced against his sister through the open hospital, cutting through the traffic of nurses and doctors. Together they burst with laughter and excitement as Lincoln was or glad to have his beloved sister back. And he would not have it any other way.