When Athos threw him into the back of his car,he watched the boy shiver ever so slightly out of fear,but he didn't get up and move.

Sighing and trusting the feeling in his gut,he got into the driver's seat and locked the car doors. Aidan watched him turn the key in the ignition,watched his eyes,and watched his hands. He was studying him. When the car started to take off towards the highway,Aidan jerked uncomfortably and sat up.

Looking out the windows,he saw that they were headed for the airport. He waited until they were actually on the highway before he pushed himself up against a locked car door and narrowed his eyes at the opposite window.

Taking a deep breath,he shut his blue orbs...and forced himself towards the window with every bit of strength in his body.

It hurt. Aidan had to admit that. But putting his head through the window was the only real way to get attention. He didn't really know why he refused to fight when Athos had grabbed him. But his shoulders and chest were sore from glass digging into them. His head hurt,too. But then again,there's really no escaping the pain when you try to put your head through a car window.

The car swerved dangerously on the road as Athos heard glass shatter,and when he glanced behind him,he saw Aidan's head and shoulders resting where the window once was,and he also saw that the boy wasn't moving.

''Shit!'' The blond had no choice but to pull over. He didn't want to kill the child,and he knew if he did,there was no stopping Jay and Horatio both from killing him.

Slamming his foot on the gas pedal,Athos sped the car up so he could get off of the highway. There was an old abandoned bridge up ahead that had been taken over by plant life.

He turned on it at the last moment,and jammed the break pedal down on the car floor.

Getting out of the car,he ran around to the other side to find the redhead lying on the car seats like a stone. Slamming on the breaks had successfully knocked him back inside.

Athos opened the door and removed the boy from the car. Laying him down on the foliage covered ground,the blond cursed and punched the side of the car.

Blood was covering the door and seeping into the leather seats,and though Aidan was a true redhead,the blood reddened his hair further and glided down to his forehead. There was no doubt in his mind that the boy had a concussion. Tiny shards of glass twinkled in the sunlight.

Hell,the window was already cracked to begin with,but with the amount of force it took for the child to break it,Athos realized that he should have tied him down on the seats instead of giving him a door to brace against.

Getting his phone out,Athos had no choice but to Jake back.

''What do you need?''

''Anyone in Tanglewood who has medical skills,''Athos practically begged.

''Sure. What happened?''

''Son of a bitch put his head through the window. He's unconscious. I can't take him to a hospital,it's too risky.''

''Alright,where are you?''Jake asked.

''Overgrown Bridge.''

...

As Athos paced back and forth in the Tanglewood safe house,he waited on Jake and Blade. Blade,as he called himself,was one of the few in the Tanglewood gang that had medical skills.

That's why Athos was pacing. The guy was taking his sweet time about handling Aidan's injury. Finally,after ten minutes,Athos stepped into the other room where the boy was being held.

''How bad is he?''the blond demanded.

''He's definitely got a concussion. I gave him something to make him sleep. He'll be out for a few hours.''

''Dammit,''Athos muttered.

''Ya know,''Blade dared,''you should have tied him down.''

''He didn't even fight when I grabbed him.''

Blade sighed and finished wrapping a bandage around Aidan's head,and,to Athos' shock,lovingly slipped his fingers through several strands of red hair to free them from the bandage.

''He should be fine by tomorrow morning... He probably didn't fight because he was in shock.''

''...''

''The window was damaged from the beginning,wasn't it?''Blade inquired.

The blond stared down at the small boy lying on an old mattress in the corner. ''Three corners were cracked. I didn't think he would have the guts to put his head through the glass,in all honesty.''

Blade nodded,and looked at the blond,studying his face.

''Why did you take him,anyway?''he asked,nodded towards the child.

''There's someone he needs to meet. Is there a chance he can get up and move around by morning?''

''I don't recommend putting him on a plane.''

Athos growled under his breath. ''I need him back in Miami. He needs to meet his father. His real father.''

''If this is a way to get back at Jay for something,there are better methods for attacking your brother,''Jake stated bluntly,speaking for the first time as he cleaned blood up from the floor. Athos had completely forgotten he was there.

''Do not call him my brother! The only things we have in common are our parents!''Athos screamed.

''And that's enough to warrant your hate for him?''Blade questioned.

Athos snarled. ''Ever heard of favoritism?''

Blade and Jake rolled their eyes.

Sighing and running his hand through his hair,Jay sat down at the foot of his bed as Horatio came into his room with a first aid kit. Everything hurt. Horatio had a nasty left hook that had nearly broken his jaw and ribs. His head hurt from hitting the floor so many times,too.

He went to turn his right wrist,and a crack bounced off of the walls.

''...Ow...''

The redheaded elder behind him quirked a brow. ''It's broken,''Horatio stated flatly.

Jay held his yell of pain when the man took his wrist to look at it.

''Have you broken this wrist before?''he asked.

Jay nodded and grunted when Horatio slid a thin but solid brace onto his arm. ''How many times?''

''This makes eight,''Jay said softly,''Last time it broke was 13 years ago. Athos and I had bit of a fight.''

Horatio pulled the velcro straps as tight as he could without wounding Jay's wrist further. He gripped the hand a little tighter,jerking the broken bone accidentally and earning a growl of disgust. But when the brace was secure,Jay relaxed.

''May I ask you something?''

Jay looked up at the redhead. ''What?''

''What is the real reason Athos is after you?''the redhead asked bluntly,making the Angel wince under the insistent tone.

Jay sighed and got to his feet. Grabbing a brush off of the nightstand,he paused before he pulled the red strands out.

''Athos and I have never gotten along. He was pretty pissed when Fang decided to take me in.''

''You say that as if you've known each other longer.'' Horatio winced when Jay started ripping the brush through his hair,watching it catch on one snarl after another.

The Angel ignored the statement and continued to brush out his delicate black strands.

Horatio got to his feet and grabbed at the man's shoulder. ''What is going on that forced you to send my son and my grandchildren to New York?''

Silence was the Angel's only response. Horatio's left eye twitched. He hated silence.

''What is it that he has against you?''

Jay sighed and slammed the brush down on the nightstand. ''When an older brother feels jealousy towards the younger,that jealousy often forces him to think that his younger brother is the favorite,and that he is thrown aside.''

Horatio crossed his arms,mechanical fingers tapping against skin. ''I see.''

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