CHRIS POV

Chris froze as soon as he saw who was standing in his living room, weren't they supposed to be in jail? Tyler and Seth stood in front of him and they weren't alone. About 10 other guys were there surrounding his brothers. Gabriel looked ready to light them on fire.

Chris instantly pulled Becca behind him.

'Well, well, the little Merrick. I take it you appreciated our little present earlier this evening?' Tyler said smiling.

Chris didn't say anything but he felt Becca shaking behind him and grabbed her hand, squeezing it reassuringly.

'If you didn't figure it out already, we're here to kill all of you for what you did to us… maybe we'll start with your pretty little girlfriend.' Seth said with a smirk.

Chris snapped and began charging forward but Becca grabbed his arm and he stayed.

Suddenly there was a gun shot, Chris looked at Tyler but he looked more shocked than everyone else. Everyone was looking around for where the shot came from, than it fired again. One of the guys Chris didn't know went down. Nick used this distraction to his advantage and starting using the air to suffocate a few of the people around him. Michael and Gabriel started to fight as well throwing punches at anyone that came near them. Two came toward him and Becca and Chris started forward. He told Becca to run upstairs and she started to before Seth appeared and grabbed her.

'Hey, let her go,' shouted Chris.

Instead Seth hit her, an open hand slap across the face. Chris kneed the guy he was fighting in the stomach and focused all his anger on Seth. He marched up and punched him in the face, again and again and again. Someone pulled him off but he wasn't finished. He spun around and hit him, then the gun fired again and the guy went down. Chris turned around. Seth and Tyler were gone. So were most of the other guys. Only two were left, the ones that had been shot.

Chris ran to Becca who was sitting on the stairs. He pulled her straight his arms.

'Are you okay?' he asked her.

'I'm fine.' She said looking up at him.

He kissed her forehead and then hugged her again.

A cough came from the kitchen and there stood a man holding a gun that they all knew too well.

'Dad?' said Becca.