Again, I was going to make this and the next chapter one big one but I've decided to split them and make them their own thing.

All the thank you's again! Really hope you enjoy this! xXx

Part 13

The last thing Dwayne had seen before he walked out of the cave was Anna smile. A smile he instantly knew she was putting it on for his sake. This was confirmed, when the second she was out of his sight, his heart felt as if it was being torn out of his chest, and his head filled with images of her, covering her mouth and breaking down. It hurt his entre being to not turn and run back to her, but he forced himself continue to put one foot in front of the other, until he reached the top of the steps and was out onto the clifftop, where his brothers, plus Michael were waiting.

"All good?" David asked, as Dwayne climbed onto his bike. His expression as cold and hard as David could ever remember seeing.

"Yeah. Let's just go, so I can get back." Dwayne said, not looking up at anyone when spoke.

Michael who was now on his own bike, since it had been decreed by Max that he could have it back, because he was sick of the arguments. And while he was thankful, at the same time, he'd seen the look on Dwayne's face. Of course, he still didn't trust him, and the more time that past, the more he realised, just how much of a prick he'd been.

He felt stronger after feeding, even if Paul and Marko, were still on his ass about the fact that his first hadn't been human, even though they had laid on a veritable feast of surf Nazi scum.

"A fox? Seriously?" Marko had said, incredulous, as they'd watched him drop the lifeless animal corpse to the ground.

"Shit man, Anna's a girl and was way sicker that you and she still managed to take out that bitch on the beach." To which Marko had been hasty to tell him, that Anna would "Pop his nuts like a couple of Nerds in a can of coke" if she heard him say she took out a human even though she was a girl.

"Her hands would be on my nuts? And you're saying it like it's a bad thing because?" Paul had said while Marko had rolled his eyes, though he wasn't sure what else he should have expected as an answer from him.

"Doesn't he kick your asses when you talk about her like that?" Michael had asked, daring to strike up a conversation.

"Like what?" Marko asked.

"You know like...how…pretty she is." Michael said, trying to stay tactful.

"She's our sister. He knows we'd be in there just as quick as he would if she ever needed us. But you've seen her? Paul said and quickly broke into a smirk as Michael shifted uncomfortably "I know. Never thought you'd see curves like that outside of Playboy, right?"

"Dude, she was hot before, but turning really agrees with her, if you know what I'm saying." Marko said, with an equally impish little grin.

"Look, Dwayne'll come around…eventually…maybe." Paul said, climbing onto his bike.

"Just don't expect him to ask you to babysit anytime soon!" Marko yelled, over the roar of his bike as he kicked it into life, shortly before tearing off towards the main road back to the cave, swiftly followed by Paul, the two of them howling like a couple of coyote's as they went. As usual, Michael was left to follow as he knew as well as they did he'd never be able to catch them up. But he had no intention of running either. He knew he had serious making up to do. Shit, even his mom had yelled at him.

…

Dwyane, knew he should have had his mind firmly fixed on where they were going and what was or could be about to happen, but he couldn't concentrate. Anna was all he could think about. He thought about last night, and how she'd clung to him while he made love to her and the 'I love you's' she'd whispered in his ear, as he brought her to one climax after another. Then there was the smile with none of her usual light behind it, and the obvious pain in her eyes, seconds before he left, and suddenly there was the ache in his chest again. All he wanted to do was open the link between them and tell again that everything would be alright, but he knew if he did, he'd crumble in seconds. He had to make himself focus on now and why he was being forced to put her through this in the first place. That thought alone, instantly making him hateful enough to push on.

They were about 15 miles outside of Santa Carla, when the 5 of them pulled up, just deep enough in the woods, where the bikes wouldn't be seen. Michael was the only one that'd didn't get off. Around a mile or up the road, was a house that belonged to Max. It was designed and decked out with the best of everything, and he'd never let any of the boys go up there to visit it by themselves, for fear that one time he went up there, there would be no house left to speak of. But they needed somewhere secluded, and the location was perfect.

"You ready?" Dwayne said, sternly.

"Ready." Michael answered.

"And you sure you remember everything I…"

"I got it." Michael said, taking a chance and cutting him off, but after a few seconds, Dwayne just gave him a nod, and with that, Michael took off.

"Maybe I'm going soft or knowing that that kid of yours is on the way. But I think he wants to make it up to you." David said.

"We'll see."

…

It was quiet when Michael had pulled the bike up outside of the house. When he looked up, he saw there were a couple of lights on. One upstairs in one of bedrooms, and one on the ground floor, just as he'd been told there would be. That's when he saw the car pulling around the from the side to the front of the building. It was black, and in the dark, Michael couldn't tell exactly what it was, just that it was expensive. When it came to a stop, the driver's side door opened and the biggest man he had ever seen got out. He barely considered Michael before moving to the rear door to open it. To be fair, after their last meeting, he really should have expected these kinds of theatrics from Yuri.

"Michael." Yuri said, once he was stood in front of him. The slightest smile on his face.

"Yuri."

"Where is she?"

"In the house. She was never gonna come quietly so, I dropped her a couple of pills. Made the journey a lot easier." Michael said, and Yuri smile got a slightly wider.

"Well I have to say I'm impressed. Couldn't have been an easy decision, especially now she's carrying the little one. But you have to know you've done the right thing." But Michael had almost stopped hearing what Yuri was saying after he'd mentioned the baby.

"You heard about that huh?" he asked.

"Yes. And I can only imagine what he put her through to get her that way. But she's safe now. Thanks to you." Yuri said, and maybe it was because he was getting closer, but Michael was sure he could feel Dwyane's hate closing in on them.

"So, shall we do this?" he asked, hoping Yuri hadn't picked up on it yet.

"Lead the way." Yuri said, and Michael forced a smile until he turned his back to him, where it immediately vanished.

Michael pulled the key that Max had given him out of his pocket and slipped it into the lock. As subtly as he could, he took a breath in through his nose, before pushing the door open and stepping in. But, when he turned back to Yuri, he did and said nothing.

"Michael? Do I really have to explain how this works?"

"My bad. Consider yourself invited." Yuri's head snapped around, to see David stood behind him, his smile pure malevolence. In his panic, he turned back to the door, to see that Michael had now been replaced by Paul, who quickly seized a handful of his shirt, dragging him in through the door, before swinging him around and hurling him towards the staircase, where he hit the rail and crumpled to the floor. When he looked up he saw Dwayne standing over him, and even though he was clearly in pain, he broke into a soft, twisted little laugh.

"Should I take this to mean she isn't here?" Dwayne's answer was to wrap one hand around his throat and yank him to his feet.

"Did you really think I was gonna let you get anywhere near her?" Dwayne growled. When he saw he was Yuri trying to speak, he loosened his grip just slightly.

"Come on now. There's really no need for any of this." he choked, though a hateful smirk stayed in place "I was never going to kill her. Just take her. It wouldn't take long for her to love me. Cus I'd loved her all day and all night if I had to, until I heard her say it. Even if it was just to get me to stop. That kid inside her is just a bonus."

It was the pure rage that was now running though his veins that caused Dwyane to lose his concentration, and even though it was only for a split second, it was enough for Yuri to get a grip on the arm that was holding him by the throat and twist it, before finding his footing and shoving Dwayne backwards, sending him crashing into a mirror which covered most of the wall, which instantly shattered around them as they hit the floor. Yuri saw Dwayne was dazed, but knew it wouldn't last long, so when he spotted a large shard of glass next to him, he grabbed it. Before he even managed to raise it, and even though all three of the other boys pounced at the same time, it was Paul who got there first, wrapping an arm around Yuri's neck, pulling him back, causing Yuri to cry out. Sure, his neck was about to break, he blindly jabbed into the air a few times before finding Paul and driving the glass straight through his shoulder.

While Paul howled in agony and stumbled back, Dwayne forced himself to get his own head back in the game. Throwing himself forward, he straddled the upper part of Yuri's chest, before grabbing a fist full of his hair and slamming his head to the floor, that was closely followed by the sounds of smaller pieces of glass crunching under the impact. Blood ran from Yuri's nose and mouth now and Dwayne was sure he was in no better shape, but the adrenalin running through him was preventing from feeling any pain.

"It's give and take Dwayne. You took Yvette I take Anna." Yuri snorted and choked out. Dwayne pulled back with his other arm then and as his fist connected, Yuri's nose exploded.

"For every time you say her name, I'm gonna break something. You're necks up first." Dwayne said, once again placing a death grip on Yuri's throat.

"Dwayne finish it!" David yelled "We need to move him!" And Dwayne's gaze quickly shifted to Paul, who was slumped against the stairs, bleeding out badly. Once again, Yuri tried his luck while Dwayne was distracted. He fumbled around until he got an adequate grip on a fresh piece of glass, ready to inflict the same damage he'd done to Paul, to the man who had him pinned to floor. But, he barely had his arm in mid-air when the front door flew open, so hard that it slammed and bounced against the wall behind it. The hinges hanging on for grim life.

"YURI!" Right away, everything that was happening in the room came to a halt "That's enough!"

"Viktor?" Yuri garbled through the fresh blood, that was now caked, in and around his mouth.

The man in the doorway then turned his attention to Paul.

"My car is outside, take it. Get him home. A doctor will be waiting by the time you get there." He said, and David and Marko lifted Paul to his feet as gently as they could, before walking him to the door.

"You got him?" David said to Marko.

"I got it." Marko answered, as he quickly led Paul down the drive towards the car waiting in front of the open gate. David turned in the doorway and looked to Dwyane. He knew he needed to leave with Marko to get Paul home but he didn't feel right leaving Dwayne like this.

"You need to go now." Michael suddenly said from behind him "I'll stay." David gave him a look then turned back to Dwayne.

"He's right, go, get him out of here." and with a short, sharp nod he quickly followed Marko and Paul to the car.

"It's quite safe to get off him Dwayne, he won't try anything else will you Yuri? YURI!" he snapped when he got no answer.

"No." Yuri said, looking up at Dwayne, obviously still seething.

"Are you hurt?" Viktor asked Dwayne, when he saw the scratches and luckily, what were superficial wounds.

"I'm good." Dwayne answered simply, before turning his attention to Yuri.

"I do wonder where exactly I went wrong with you!" He scolded.

"He started this!" Yuri snapped back, sounding every inch the brat he was, while Viktor rolled his eyes impatiently.

"Please! Someone broke one of your toys and as is usual, you respond by throwing yours out of your crib!"

"He killed Yvette!" to which Viktor sighed deeply.

"She was a parasite. Just like the rest of those little hangers on you call friends. She didn't like being said no to. And when Dwayne told her exactly that, she was willing to murder his wife, and as I very recently learned, his child. Is there anything of what I just said that's incorrect?" he asked and Dwayne shook his head.

"He knows! I just told him I had no intention of killing her." Yuri said, sounding a lot less confident now.

"Just before you said you were gonna rape her. And what was is it? The fact that she's pregnant was just a bonus?" Dwayne said and Yuri instantly looked sheepish. Even more so when he turned to look at Viktor, who's expression was now pure revulsion.

"If he had of snapped your neck before I'd managed to get here. You would have more than deserved it." Right then, Yuri's whole persona seemed to change and he looked like nothing more than a little boy to Dwayne. "Get in the car." Viktor ordered, his tone was calm, but one you would be stupid to argue with.

Yuri looked at nothing but the floor as he moved towards the door, not even when Viktor gave him solid smack to the back of the head as he passed by him. Viktor looked around him then.

"Please tell Max I'll be taking care of the damage." He said, just before turning to leave. "I wish every happiness for you and your wife. And that your child comes into the world healthy. Please believe me when I tell you that you won't be hearing from him again." He said, referring to Yuri.

"Good. Cus if I do, you won't be either." Dwayne warned, before Viktor gave him a tight but understanding smile and nod before he was gone.

…

"You sure you're ok? You know, to drive back?" Michael asked cautiously. Even after what just happened, he still wasn't entirely sure where he stood.

"I'm fine. It's nothing compared to what Anna will do to me if I don't get back to her tonight." Dwayne said as he got on his bike, and Michael smiled slightly. It was probably the first thing Dwyane had said to him that didn't sound like he wanted to kill him. "There'll be pretty much no street light on the way back. Not at this time of night." Dwayne said as Michael climbed onto his own bike. "Don't drop back to far, you'll be good."

Okay, make that the second thing.