Jak lay in bed, sweating under the covers. He was too hot under them and with the extra clothes he wore, but refused to remove either. It felt safer like this, wrapped up in the dark, where no one could see him. He wanted to fall asleep, to get away from his current reality for just a little bit, but unlike last night, everytime he closed his eyes he kept seeing him. He had jerked awake several times already, tears streaming down his face each time.

"You'll be alright Jak, you'll get through this." Light told him.

"Yeah, once we get you some dark eco, then it'll be alright, after I rip Razer and his goons limb from limb!" Dark replied.

Jak thought about it. It would feel good to let Dark take over, and release all of his anger. But he knew that wasn't a great idea. He knew he wouldn't be able to control himself like this under Dark's influence. He let the two of them continue to bicker as he tried to let his mind wander to better thoughts.

Sometime later the door creaked open, laying on his side, Jak watched as Daxter poked his head into the room. He watched as he entered, before disappearing out of his sightline. He soon felt the bed dip slightly when Daxter hopped up.

"Jak, you up?" Daxter whispered.

"Yeah." Jak murmured back.

"Sorry, did I wake you?"

"No. 'Haven't really slept."

There was silence for a moment.

"Did you, uh, want to pet me?" Daxter said.

"What?!" Jak exclaimed, turning over to face Daxter.

Daxter saw his piercing blue eyes, wide and shocked and more full of life than they had been in days, which Daxter was glad to see, but also embarrassed by the reason why.

"Uh, what I mean is, uh…" Daxter stammered.

"I know you've been not doing well with all of this, and uh, you know, I heard petting animals can, like uh, reduce stress? And I thought maybe…"

"But you hate being touched like that," Jak interjected.

"You said it makes you feel-"

"-Like some rich lady's pet ferret," Daxter cut in, finishing his sentence.

"Yeah, I know. But you're upset and I can put aside my discomfort, for a little while, if it means helping you out in some way," Daxter rambled, playing with his hands, not looking at Jak.

"And it's not like, I don't kind of miss when you used to rub my head when we were kids and…"

Daxter stopped when he felt a hand on his head. He looked over at Jak, the faintest hint of a smile on his face. Daxter felt his heart soar.

Daxter closed his eyes, letting Jak stroke him softly. It felt nice, he really had missed it. Daxter felt himself transported back to their younger days, seeing the two of them playing in the sand, and sailing on the sea, back in Sandover village. He remembered a time they were sailing, Daxter had said something silly, what it was exactly, was lost. What he remembered most though, was Jak doubling over laughing, rocking the boat with his mirth, and nearly tipping them. He was laughing so hard, tears were streaming down his face. Daxter held that face in his mind. One day, he would bring that smile back.

Jak eventually fell asleep, but his dreams were dark and confusing. Fear and stress tingeing his sleep. Changing shapes and flashes of colour came at him from the dark. Suddenly, the darkness dissipated enough that he could see a clear picture. It was him, back at that alley. He had passed out, how could he see what had happened when he wasn't cognizant? He suddenly became aware that these were Light and Dark's memories. Even though he wasn't awake for it, Light and Dark had retained some of the events. He saw now, Shiv moving behind him, as Razer lit up a cigarette. He looked frustrated when Jak's limp body fell forward, unable to stay perched on his knees. Razer said something, and the other men laughed. Shiv undid his pants, stroking himself over Jak's prone form. His hand stroked along his ass, kneading his thighs and buttocks, a needy hunger clear in his eyes. He pulled one of Jak's cheeks open as his other hand guided his member. As he slipped himself inside Jak's abused body, he threw his head back and moaned. and Jak jerked awake screaming at the same time.

Daxter jumped.

"Jak! What's wrong?" Daxter cried.

But Jak couldn't hear him, his head full of cotton, everything was dark and muffled, just like in his dream. He needed to get out!

Daxter put a hand to Jak's arm and Jak cried out, jerking his arm away from him. He got up and ran out the door, running into the bathroom. He jumped into the shower, not even bothering to take off his clothes. He was disgusting, revolting. He could feel they're hands all over him. He could never wash their stink off of him! He cranked the water on hot, not caring how it burned his skin. He needed to get them off of him, wash away the memories, and what they had done to him. He couldn't get them off him, out of him. Jak collapsed to the ground. It wasn't enough, no matter how many times he cleaned, he couldn't get rid of them. He needed them off him, out of him!

"Out! Out! Out!" Dark cried from within him, and Jak changed slightly, his darker ego spilling out. Horns partially sprouted from his head and claws grew from his hands. He began scratching at himself, trying to remove his rapists from his body, from his blood, from his bones. He would dig until they were gone, until nothing left of them remained.

"Jak! Jak!" He heard someone scream, someone grab at his hands. No! He wouldn't stop, he wanted them out. Needed them out.

Suddenly, a different set of hands grabbed his, and his vision filled with aqua blue.

"Jak!" Keira cried, her sea green eyes wide and wet with tears. Jak stared at her, feeling Dark receding back, his horns shrank, his claws dulling.

"Oh, baby! What have you done?" She wept.

Everything went by hazily after that. Daxter fished through the cabinets for medical supplies, as Kiera tried to stop the bleeding. A first aid kit containing green eco was found and Keira carefully applied it. She moved up his arms applying the eco, working from his fingertips, to his forearm, to his biceps. Jak closed his eyes, letting the cooling feeling of the eco wash over him; it, along with Kiera's gentle touch and soft voice, helped to soothe not only his physical, but emotional pain as well.