“Sit down” He was being rather calm about the whole thing, again making her looking confused.
    “Its bloody cold Owen” Snarling at him, but he just shrugged.
    “Tough shit, should of thought about that. Before you went and scared us to death” Holding her shoulder down, in the floating ice water.

    “For Christ sake, I have to use the bathroom. Let me up” She knocked his hand away, pushing out of the tub once more. Huffing her helped her, the knee was still very black and puffy. Sitting her on a bench Van tossed her a towel, he wasn’t in the mood to be nice. Nothing could of prepared him to see such a horrible thing, she looked battered like someone’s beaten wife. He just hoped no one would think they did that to her, cause the mere thought of harming her sent his blood boiling.

    “Guys could you come here” A man at the door asked, Riae waved them to go. They weren’t worried about her going anywhere, she was to tired to move never mind run off. Walking out of the room they spoke with a large black man, who they now recognized at Phillip. He looked worried even saddened, leaning against a wall he sighed softly.
    “How is she?”

    “Broken” Owen growled, Van couldn’t even speak about the condition she was in.
    “I’m sorry guys, I didn’t know she had a past relationship with him” Van glared at him. So it was he who put his woman in danger, punching the wall next to his head making Phillip jump.   
    “She could of died” He roared, he felt hot water pooling behind his eyes. This wasn’t like him, he never cried but if Riae had been taken from him….he didn’t know what he’d do.

    “I’m sorry” He was defeated, the guilt clear as day on his face. Van was done he didn’t want to talk to anyone, he just wanted to hold her and forget this ever happened. Walking back to the door he pulled on it, only to find it was locked. Frowning he tried again his brother at his side, they banged yelling for her to open the door. A large man walked past them, but stopped.
    “O’Neil likes to lock everyone out” He said. Shaking with fear and rage the twins slammed on the door, causing the man to title his head.
    “RIAE!” Owen screamed, kicking at the hard door.
    “Is Riae Butler in there?” He asked.

    “YES!” Van screamed. How much worse could this day get, O’Neil was sure to kill her. Pushing them aside, the over sided man spun around planting his foot into the door knob breaking it in two, the twins pulled the door open screaming as they witnessed O’Neil pinning Riae to a wall. Her feet dangled as she tried to pull his hand off her throat, pale as can be she was being chocked out.

    “GET OFF HER!” Owen grabbed him punched as hard as he could, Van attacked him trying to go for the soft spots. He dropped Riae giving the twins a chance to beat the shit out of him, he’d already hurt her twice now. A third time wasn’t happening on their watch, as a team they punched every inch of his face. Never backing down, blood covered their arms. The redecorating of his face was the only thing they wanted, Riae was coughing on the floor.
    “WHAT’S GOING ON IN HERE” A man yelled. One of the cops hired to keep the peace.
    “HE FUCKING TRIED TO KILL OUR WOMAN” Van screamed, not bothering to stop or even look at the cop.

    “ALRIGHT! I’ll HANDLE IT” Pushing the twins off the mangled man’s face.
    “YOU FUCKING COME NEAR HER AGAIN, AND WILL FUCKING KILL YOU” Owen bellowed causing more people to block the doorway.

    “Riae” Van crawled to her, her color was only slightly back.
    “WE NEED A MEDIC” Owen screamed, when she passed out. O’Neil was handcuffed and pulled out of the room, blood dripped a path where we was brought to. Butler and Brad came running in, Brad held his face.

    “Shit!” Shaking his head, as the medic team came in taking Riae pulse.
    “We need to get her to a bed” One said. Van pushed them aside, careful not to hurt her. Tears were so fucking close he was having a hard time walking, she was breathing so shallowly he didn’t think she was at all.
    “Hang on baby, well fix this. Just stay with us” His brother guarded her like a kitten made of gold, pushing reporters and fans a like out of the way. Climbing into the ambulance, it roared to life screaming the horns pushed cars out of its way.

They’ve been sitting in the waiting room for what feels like forever, the doctor refuses to let anyone in. Even her family, all five of her brothers are here now. The four who were at home flew out when Brad had made a call to one, it didn’t take them long to get here. Something about made the twins happy, at least they were still supporting her. Clean white everything gave the twins a headache, it smelled of to much bleach while the low hum of people talking irritated them more.

Never did they want to be in a hospital, specially for the one person they loved. She was a mess when they finally gotten her onto a stretcher, the nurses and doctors pushed the twins and family aside darting into double doors that locked once closed. Riae’s knee had swollen twice the side, they had over heard a nurse say that the pins were bent. Another said surgery was almost inevitable. That was enough to stop time its self, though knee surgery wasn’t life threatening you still had to go under the knife, along with the sleeping gas they gave you. Many didn’t wake up from that alone.

Another hour ticked by, before a nurse with a tight bun walked out. Her eyes flickered to the large group of men, she hadn’t a clue who to speak with.
    “Um…I’m looking for…” Owen and Van stood up blocking her view from her family. She was theirs now, so anything to do with her health was in their hands.
    “Were her fiancées, what’s going on?” The woman paled, looking each of them over. Owen growled he was in no mood for her little show of interest, he wanted answers about his woman…and he wanted them now.

    “She’s resting, but the doctor will be out shortly to inform you on her condition” She took another fleeting glace before walking away.
    “Well?” Brad snapped, his pride was hurt. He was her older brother after all, and they twins figured he thought it gave him the right to know everything about her.

    “Nurse said she’s resting. Doc will be out shortly” They nodded looking pale, depressed and down right tired from the flight. Tom Butler stood up, his eyes puffy with a red rim.
    “I need a coffee” Two of his sons who they hard come to know as Leo and Vick nodded, walking with him. Craig had his elbows on his knees rocking back and forth, his eyes were puffy and tears dripped every so often causing him to smear them away. Grant who was more a middle child of the whole group, stared out the large windows. His face masked the pain of the unknown, while a hand pushed into his lips. Brad began to pace, hands shoved deep in his pockets.

Everything had mellowed out, from when the brothers had first shown up. The up roar in the hospital was buzzing, as everyone from staff to patients watched as seven large men screamed, punched and just plan had childish fits in the main waiting room. Owen couldn’t hold himself for punched the wall a few times, while her brothers screamed at them. Still fresh in his mind, it kept replaying like a bad movie.

Brad and Tom were sitting silently was the twins paced, becoming more and more like caged lions. Their rage had hit a point of no return, a very deadly thing with so many harmless people around. It was then that the four other brothers ran into the hospital, demanding to see their beloved sister. When the nurse informed them she was in intensive care, they snapped all at once. Turning their rage to the twins, and Brad.

    “What the fuck happened?” Craig let the first of many words scream through the once peaceful hospital.
    “I don’t know” Brad answered, they were still trying to figure out what happened.
    “BULLSHIT!” Grant waved his arms in the air, tears pooling at the back of his eyes. Leo was silent but his fists were clenched, he had bit down hard on his lower lip to help control his emotions. While his younger brother Vick was shaking his head, hoping it wouldn’t be real. Tom didn’t say a thing, as their father he had an understanding that the boys needed to vent, or it would grow becoming worse.

    “Where is our sister? Why is she in here?” Grant grabbed Brad by the collar shaking him, eyes begging like a child for something he couldn’t give him.
    “She’s here because O’Neil got her, he tried to….” Brad couldn’t finish the sentence, it was all he could do to not think like that. Riae his baby sister was their shinning star, no matter what the woman was always happy. She made their lives fun, interesting, while still being a smartass…without her…what was the point.
    “NO! Where is he? WHERE DID HE GO?” Vick’s temper finally took over, shoving Grant to the side glaring at Brad.

    “We handled it” Van had opened his mouth, causing the brothers to turn their hate to them.
    “And just how the fuck did you handle it?” Craig Growled, he’d never really liked the twins. But for his sister he was willing to look past it.
    “Tell me you killed him, tell me you Beat the SHIT out of him” That was Vick tears lined his face, as he begged the twins for some kind of justice done to his sister. Owen nodded.
    “We beat the shit out of him alright.” His arms folded over his chest.

The brothers had gotten the shot version of what happened, from their father. But everyone was dying to know how  a few things came about, like why Brad suddenly gotten sick. Or who Riae had even convinced Phillip to switch her in, the man had expressed his feelings to the twins but it was her father who gave the large black man a piece of his mind, along with a punch to the jaw. Somehow their relationship was still in tacked, and Phillip had agreed he deserved it. Once again Vick stifled a cry, wiping his sleeve against his face.

    “Why? Why did she do it?” Was all he asked, waiting for anyone to give a good enough answer. The twins had nothing, they still didn’t know the background with her and O’Neil, but when she was well enough…which she would be. They were going to drill she shit out of her, no more secrets. Even if they didn’t like the idea of another man once having her, they weren’t going to wait for another ass hole to come along.

    “She wanted to get her justice” Brad whispered, rubbing his eyes.
    “What justice, she’s in the fucking hospital” Grant waved his hand to a door, where they had just taken Riae.
    “Its not like that Grant. She would have been semi okay had O’Neil not gotten her alone” Brad didn’t look at the twins, but it was a painful reminded that they had left her alone and in some way it was their fault she was now hurting. It didn’t take long for the rest of the brothers to catch on, and their dark looks pinned the twins to the wall.

    “WHY! WHY DID YOU DICKS LEAVE HER ALONE!” Grant sent Van a punch to the face, while the two younger brothers shoved Owen into a wall. They had been ready to fight the brothers off, until Vick and Leo cried like two lost boys.

    “Why? You were suppose to protect her” Vick shoved Owen.
    “She was your responsibility, Damn it!” Another shove from Leo. Owen bit his lip, their wasn’t an answer he could give them. He was already kicking his ass around the curb for leaving her alone, this was just another sweet blow to the pride he didn’t need.
    “Tell us why you left her? If your so in love with our sister, then why?” Grant shoved Van into the same wall as his brother, all thee glaring with hurt in their eyes.