Driving non-stop for 2 full days were not only tiring but annoying. It pissed me off that this piece of junk can't go over 50 miles per hour. When I finally got to the station in Ruggsville, I almost ran into the building.

Everyone there was staring at me. I knew it was because of how I was dress and how I looked. My hair was messy and all over the place. My clothes had dried blood on it. Also they smelt like sweat, sex and Otis. My eyes were going every which direction, trying to find not only my children but also the Sherriff.

"Where's the Sherriff? I yelled out but no one answered. I walked up to the nearest cop and grabbed his collar. I pull our faces close. I look into his muddy brown eyes and sneer at him. "Where is he?" my voice was low and came out as a growl.

"I don't know. He killed Mama Firefly and took the three kids." the man stuttered out. I swear he just pissed his pants.

"What!?"

And if they weren't scared of me before, they are now. I reach down and grab the cops' gun. I strip him of his weapon and shoved him away from me. I walk out with my head held up high and every cop stepped out of my way. They knew I was part of the Firefly family and I would kill them without a second thought.

I felt a hand grab my shoulder. Without looking back I point the gun to what I believe was the persons head. I let my finger tighten before pulling the trigger. I smirked as I heard the gun shot. But a smile came to my lips as I felt the blood spray against my back. I heard the body fall to the ground and started to walk once more.

I hotwired a nice looking Thunderbird and stepped on the gas. I stopped at a local store and found an outfit I liked. The black jeans were tight and fit me like a second skin. The black tank top was cut low and the top of my breast were showing. The black combat boots were light but caused a lot of damaged; I found that out when I kicked a mirror in the dressing room.

I walked out of the dressing room and stopped at the bathroom. I washed my face and arms before taming my hair. I was finally satisfied as it fell down my back in perfect black waves. I walked out of the bathroom and spotted a black leather trench coat. I wanted it, so I took it.

"Miss, you need to pay for those clothes!"

I looked over my shoulder at a blonde hair teen boy who probably thinks he's tough shit. I pull the gun free from the waist of my pants and shot the teen between his green eyes. I smirked as his body fell to the floor in a broken heap.

Walking out of the store, I light up one of the cigarettes from the pack I just took from the now dead teenager. He shouldn't be smoking anyway. It would've killed him anyway.

Climbing back into the Thunderbird, I drive in the direction of the Firefly household. I have a feeling that is where the Sherriff and my children are.

I looked up at the house I was living in until I died a year ago. I missed this house. It held a lot of memories for me. Like when I met Otis, the love of my life. This is where my twins were conceived. This is where my twins were born. This is my home. And I know it holds everything I hold dear in there.

Climbing up the broken steps, I try to be quiet. I don't want anyone to know I was here, yet anyways. I try to pin point where everyone was by standing in the entrance of the house. I could hear voices, screaming voices, in the living room.

I could hear Baby's painful screams before I heard terrified screams coming from my daughters. My son was probably sitting there staring at the Sherriff with hate. Otis told me that Travis was just like him. I smile as I heard Otis curse him out.

I have to think of a way to get my family out safe. Wait… family? Tiny! He would never stray away from the house.

Walking outside, I look out into the woods. "Tiny! Come here, Brother!" Smiling happily and launch myself into Tiny's arms. "Tiny, he has the family in the living room. I don't think he touched the kids but I know he is hurting Otis, Baby and Cutter. We have to do something!"

Tiny placed his finger to my lips and pulled me into the woods. He told me to stay with his hands before walking back towards the house. The sun started to go down and I was scared Tiny wouldn't get there in time to save out family.

I hope Tiny gets there in time.