Chon, I need you.

Brooke tried to calm O down on the drive over, pleading for her to stop screaming. Think of Ben! Brooke told O, only causing her to hyperventilate. So the ride to Ben and Chons was full of O screaming and crying, trying to get the blood off her dress. "We're almost there." Brooke told O, "We're almost to Ben."

O looked around, seeing the familiar settings. Her breathing slowed, changing to taking deep shallow breaths.

"That's good." Brooke told O. "We're almost there."

Once they arrived, O got out of the car quickly, running in to the house and calling for Ben. Brooke passed her, making her way upstairs to Chon's room. When she opened the door, she was more than surprised to see that he wasn't alone.

And in that moment that she saw Chon with another woman, Liam's little sister; Aoibheann, she felt her stomach drop to the floor.

It felt like every single memory she had with Chon broke before her eyes. Every touch, hug, almost kiss, the way they would stare at one another from across the table when they had dinner with Ophelia and Ben, making faces to make the other smile. How their hands would touch when they'd both reach for something, the way it felt like she was being shocked by electricity every time her skin came in to contact with his. Brooke felt all those memories being ripped out of her and torn to shreds when she saw him with another woman.

She wouldn't make a scene in front of Aoibheann because she didn't want it getting back to Liam so she simply turned around and walked out of Chons room. This is your own fault, she heard her inner demons telling her. You left him – never gave him a chance – for Liam. You remember Liam? Your boyfriend who just murdered your father for you? The one you left to pick up the mess at your house so you could go running off to Chon? The man in bed with your boyfriend's sister.

"Brooke!" He called out for her as he got out of bed, following after her. She ignored him, hurrying down the stairs and moving to where O was sitting on the floor, almost crumpled over and ran her hands through her hair, trying to fix the mess from when O nearly pulled out her own hair in the car, trying to forget what she had seen. O was crying, shaking, covered in blood. That's when he noticed Brooke's hands were stained red, blood on her shirt.

He grabbed her by the wrist, pulling her back to him. When he turned her around, she slapped him hard in the face. She knew she had no right to hit him, but she wanted to hit him. Over and over again. His grip on her wrist did not change, he still held her wrist with the same force he had before she slapped him. She had blood on her hands, she called him saying she needed him. Something bad had happened and even though she possibly hated him at the moment; she needed him. "Let go of me, Chon!" She seethed, finally yanking hard enough away from him and out of his grip.

"You called me." He reminded her, stepping forward only to stop moving when Brooke's eyes swelled in tears. "You said you needed me."

She bit down on her lip hard, tasting blood. Brooke held her head high, forcing the tears not to fall. "I don't need you anymore." She lied. Brooke was hurt, by someone she never thought would hurt her. Chon was the one person in the world that she thought would never hurt her, never would want to hurt her. She held him up higher than she did most people in her life. Seeing him with Aoibheann had her mind swarming with all the thoughts she tried to hide from when it came to Chon. All the feelings she never acted on. Perhaps all those things were just in her head this whole time.

Stupid girl.

Chon felt like he'd been sucker punched in the gut. She had never looked at him this way before, hurt, betrayed, but mostly she looked like she wanted to tear his head off his shoulders. "Brooke, what happened?"

Brooke looked to O and then looked back to Chon. "Call Ben, O needs Ben." Brooke said before walking away from Chon. He wasn't going to let her go though. He ran after her, moving in front of the door so she couldn't leave only to have her shove him in the chest and walk past him. She closed her eyes and took in a deep breath when she finally reached the door. Her eyes burned with tears that she continued to fight from falling. "Liam's men will come for my stuff later tonight." She said, finally opening her eyes and walking out of the door.

Chon didn't chase after her this time. Instead he stood there, watching as Brooke walked down their long drive way. She's moving out? What the hell happened? He heard O cry and went to her side. Aoibheann was already by the blonde girl, consoling her. What happened? He heard her ask O. "Your brother." O said in a tiny sob. "He killed Brooke's father."

Chons eyes widened. Chon moved forward in an instant, reaching for his nearest gun that he kept hidden around his house. "-Chon, wait!" Aoibheann stopped him. "There's got to be a reason he did it." She told him.

"-What reason!" He shouted back at Aoibheann.

O looked to Chon with tears in her eyes. "Brooke told him to do it."

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"I'm going to fucking kill him!" Chon roared as he stood and started to pace back and forth. He glanced over at O to see that Aoibheann was staring at him, like he had just killed her brother or something. He could feel the hatred coming from her for even mentioning her brother and killing him.

"He's my brother!" Aoibheann said in a clam voice. She didn't want to start a fight in front of O; the poor girl was still bawling her eyes out and asking for Ben.

"I don't give a fuck, he killed Brooke's father in front of her. You saw all the blood on her shirt!" He knew he needed to take action now, before it was too late. Chon grabbed his gun from under the kitchen counter and started to make his way to the front door of his and Ben's house. He only had one thing on his mind and that was killing the Irish fucker.

Aoibheann couldn't believe this was happing. She knew that her older brother would never kill someone if he didn't have a good reason and she also knew for a fact that he would never in millions years have Brooke witness something that fucked up. Without thinking twice, Aoibheann grabbed Chon's shoulder and turned him around so that he was facing her. She then hit Chon square in the stomach, causing the war hero to bend over in pain. While Chon was bent over, Aoibheann grabbed his gun from him and pointed it in his face.

"I can't let you do that," The young girl said in an eerie clam voice, which would cause any man to take a few steps away from her. "He's my family… my family is all I have." Her voice was starting to get raspy.

Chon didn't say anything, he just stared at her, but his eye were empty, showing no emotions and that's when something deep down in Chon snapped. The only thing that he saw was red.

Aoibheann couldn't do anything to gain the upper hand. It happened so fast. One minute she was pointing Chon's gun at him and the next, Chon whacked the gun out of her hand, breaking her wrist in the process. Aoibheann whimpered in pain, right after she blocked his punched with her good arm and threw a punch back at him, hitting him in the face.

"CHON STOP!" Ophelia screamed as she watched him grab Aoibheann by the throat and slammed her into the front door. "STOP!" The blonde hippie screamed as he lifted Aoibheann off the floor by her throat.

She knew that if he didn't stop in the next few minutes he would kill her, but she could gather the strength to dislocate his thumb. She knew what was happing to Chon. He was having one of his flashbacks, which he had told so much about. If I have a moment, don't fight back… please don't. It will only make it worst. Chon had warned her once they started to get serious.

"Ch- Chon, stop," the young girl begged as she felt her body giving up. Right when Aoibheann's body was about to throw in the towel, Chon let go of her, causing her to fall to the floor.

"Babe..." Chon said in a broken voice as he kneed down close to her, only for her to push him a way with her good hand. Chon looked down at his hands as he tried to figure out what just happened to him. How could I hurt her? First Brooke and now Aoibheann was the only thing running through his mind.

"You almost killed me…" Aoibheann said in between her coughing fit.

Chon didn't say anything. What could be he say? That he was sorry for breaking her wrist and almost killing her? For wanting to kill her older brother?

Not waiting a second longer, Aoibheann stood up and walked out of the house, knowing that she couldn't go home, looking like this. If she did, Liam and Ryan would be out for blood. That left only one person for her to call for help who wouldn't ask her questions.

Thanking God that she still had her cell phone in her back pocket, Aoibheann quickly went through her contact list as she walked down the driveway to the street.

"Brooke?" Anger was slowly taking over her as she asked Brooke to come get her. "Don't tell my brothers that you are coming to get me." Swearing at herself because she was showing weakness, not because she was physical hurt, but because once again she let a guy into her life only to get hurt at the end. She would have gotten slap a in the face if her father saw her right now, showing emotions would get her killed in the IRA world and his world.

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Brooke had pulled to the side of the road, trying frantically to clean the blood off herself and her car. She looked out to the side of the highway to see the ocean. A part of her just wanted to jump in and forget her problems. When she was under water she felt like she could breathe. Maybe that sounds stupid. But on the surface she felt like she couldn't breathe. When she was under the water – everything was clearer to her. She was free. Free from her troubles. The water consumed her and all bad feelings would go away. Brooke had shook those dark thoughts away and went back to scrubbing the blood off her skin. She cursed when her phone had begun to rang. It was probably Chon. Before she could lunge it in to the ocean, she caught a glimpse of the screen. It had been Aoibheann. Brooke put the phone to her ear but before she could say anything, Aoibheann began to speak.

"Brooke?" She had sounded a bit frantic. "Don't tell my brothers that you are coming to get me." She said after Aoibheann asked Brooke to pick her up. Brooke had planned on telling Aoibheann to fuck off – still not too thrilled with the image of Chon and Aoibheann in her head. But there was something in her voice, something that reminded Brooke of herself. She sounded scared. "I'm on my way." Brooke said, dropping all the anger she felt towards Aoibheann.

Brooke drove fast, faster than she should while covered in blood. Thankfully Aoibheann walked a bit, far enough away from the house so Brooke wouldn't have to have a confrontation with Chon. She was holding on to her wrist and looked like she was fuming. Brooke pulled up to where she stood. "Are you OK?" She asked.

Aoibheann didn't say anything; she simply got in the car. What the hell had happened? She only left a few minutes ago. Brooke saw the red marks on her neck and nearly gasped. Had Chon done this to Aoibheann? She knew where she needed to take her.

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Brooke had come here with her mother several times. A stop by the plastic surgeon before big parties, a place where her mother could cover up the bruises Richard "Ted" Davis had left on her. The first time Brooke had to go here by herself was when she was fifteen and had mouthed off to her father and he had hit her so hard she thought she'd have a black eye for the rest of the year. But she had gone to Dr. Roberts and he had given her some crème to put under her eye that made the bruise go away instantly.

"Where are we?" Aoibheann asked when they pulled up to the parking area.

"A place no one wants to have to go to." Brooke said as she stopped the car. She turned herself and looked to Aoibheann. "What happened?" She asked.

Aoibheann sighed. "Chon was going to go after Liam for killing your father. I tried to stop him and he went all PTSD on me."

Brooke looked at her sadly. Looking at Aoibheann as she held on to her wrist. "You can't tell Liam that Chon did this. Your family will kill him and you and I both know that Chon never meant to hurt you." She tried to remain calm. But all she could think of was that if Liam ever found out he'd kill Chon.

"I'm not stupid, Brooke." She told her brother's girlfriend. "I'm not going to tell anyone." She said before getting out of the car. They walked in to the building, the place looked shady. Aoibheann understood what it was though. It was where battered rich women went to hide what their abusive husbands did to her. "Come here a lot?" Aoibheann asked Brooke.

"More time than I'd like to admit."

"Miss Davis," A woman at the front desk said, recognizing Brooke. "You don't have an appointment."

Brooke walked forward. "I have cash." She pulled out a wad of money. "I'm sure Dr. Roberts won't mind."

The woman at the front desk nodded, picking up the phone and connected to the back. "Dr. Roberts, Brooke Davis is here."

Aoibheann looked to Brooke. "You always walk around with a wad of cash on you?"

"Better safe than sorry."

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They drove in silence for the first ten minutes of the car ride, Aoibheann not speaking. Brooke drove down the PCH, trying not to panic. She knew that Aoibheann would never say anything about Chon hurting her and the bruises on her neck were gone. The only noticeable thing was her wrist in a splint. Dr. Roberts tried to charge Brooke extra, asking for 2000 dollars instead of the normal 1000 because she came in without notice.

"Here's what we're going to do." Brooke had told him. "You're going to take the thousand dollars and go on with your business. Or I'm going straight to your wife with a video I found of you and my mother in my mom's closet. The one where you're dressed up like a clown and make her spank you."

"You wouldn't."

"Or I could go straight to the FDA and tell them that you're smuggling illegal drugs over the border to use on all the rich women from Laguna to LA. I have plenty of old bottles of the crème at home."

"Fine!" Dr. Roberts huffed. "A thousand dollars."

Brooke smiled and handed him the money. "It was a pleasure doing business with you, Dr. Roberts."

"You're kind of scary when you want to be." Aoibheann told Brooke, finally speaking up and breaking the young brunette from her thoughts. She looked over at Aoibheann in the passenger seat. "I can pay you back for the crème." She told Brooke.

"Don't worry about it." It's my fault you got hurt anyway. "So what are you going to tell your brothers about your wrist?" She asked, trying to sound calm.

"Rock climbing accident." Aoibheann told her, looking down at her wrist.

"Will they believe it?"

"They know Chon and I were supposed to go rock climbing today. I don't see why they wouldn't believe it. Don't worry. Chon is safe."

Brooke let out a sigh of relief. Her phone began to ring. She looked to her phone to see Liam's name. "Hello?" She said, putting him on speaker.

"Come home." Liam told her. "We've encountered a surprise guest."

"Who?"

Liam let out a long sigh. "My father. Darcie."

Brooke looked to Aoibheann and could see the fear in her eyes. "I'll be home soon."