<<Jonathan POV>>

"Great! Now we know his name!" Luke said, still running down the poorly lit street.

"What're you talking about? You didn't know his name before?" I ask. He shook his head. We soon made it to Mandalay Bay, with a few short breath breaks here and there. I stopped at the front door, pulling to the side of the wall.

"What're you doing?" He asked.

"I can't go in! The blood!" He thought but then came over to me, ripping off my shirt. I covered my pale body but he grabbed one of my wrists. We ran through the lobby, the receptionist rose a brow but we ran past anyway. He pulled me in the elevator.

"You cold?"

"Yeah and tired from all the running." We took short gasps of air, rising to our floor.

"Hey. Let me ask you something." I look at him, "Evan's room is next to yours right?"  I groan.

"Yes.." I mumbled.

"Great, the sooner we tell them, the better." I looked at him, tired and unamused.

"I was hoping I would've had a bit more time to try and talk you into going back."

"After what we just done? We're lucky to be alive. Pack a spare shirt?" I shook my head. The elevator dings and we get out, Luke starts walking to Evan's room door, quietly knocking. A very tired, bed headed raven haired man opened the door. His mood lightened when he saw Luke but it went to tired as he gazed at me.

"What do you guys want? I'm trying to sleep."

"Wow..shocker.." I said sarcastically, as I smirked. He glared at me, then turned pink as he looked me up and down.

"Why is he shirtless?" He looked at Luke.

"Long story. We actually have to talk to you guys, but I think it'll wait 'till morning. But, do you have a spear shirt for him?" Evan nodded and closed the door, we waited for about 5 minutes before he came back with a black shirt. I took it, and tried it on. It embraced my muscles and showed through the shirt, and it felt as soft as pajamas.

"Jonathan.." Luke said, making me look at him. "What do you say?" I looked back at Evan. I sighed, my pissed look going away into a small smile.

"Thank you..Evan." I held back in his name, but it his name slipped out like a glove. He smiled a little and nodded, waving goodbye and shouting his door. Me and Luke piled up into my room, getting our regular shirts and sleeping in our boxers, I kept Evan's shirt on, it smelled just like him. He smelled of cinnamon and hot chocolate. That smell reminded me of Christmas, those were normal things I guess. I soon dozed off, feeling tranquil under the cold sheets.

*~Morning~*

I rubbed my eyes and groaned, I looked at my side cause of the feeling of someone poking me. I see Luke with a smug look, all dressed and ready to go.

"Do..you..maybe wanna..NOT poke me?" I groaned as I got up and put my pants on.

"I couldn't help it, you looked adorable sleeping there."

"Out of all the people my sister could have dated..and all the years I've known you." I reminded myself, "what happened to my sister?" Luke scratched the back of his neck and looked down.

"Jon. She's--" A loud knock was at our door, I pulled out my knife and hid it behind my back, just in case. Luke slowly opened the door, and to our relief, it was Evan and his friend..Tyler?

"It's just you two." Luke said as he opened the door fully for them, I put my knife away.

"Luke, this is Tyler. Tyler, this is Luke." Evan introduced, Evan then came over to me. "I see you're still wearing the shirt I gave you? Comfy huh?" I nodded, thanking him again.

"Oh, look who it is. It's Jonathan, the dream boy Evan tried to follow down the fricken block." Tyler said as he sat on the couch, Evan froze then turned.

"You're..never gonna let that go, are you?" Evan asked, Tyler shook his head. Luke looked at Evan,

"You didn't follow him all the way to the alley did you?"

"No, that's how I ran into you. And what alley?" Evan said.

"It doesn't matter, what matters is, your friends in danger." Luke said. They didn't seemed to shocked.

"In what way?" Tyler asked.

"Assassination." I said, "they were planning on shooting him, so Allan's boss can get Keira to marry him."

"Damn. Who is he?" Tyler stood up. "We need to know, Keira said their might be a traitor among us."

"Does the name 'Lui' ring a bell?" Evan looked a bit surprised. He nodded,

"He's one of my closest friends. Last I heard, he had a break up with his girlfriend and had a huge crush, no. Saying crush is an understatement, I would say 'obsession' is the right word. He had an obsession of Keira before Brock and her were engaged." Evan said. "But to kill Brock? Somethings gotten in his head."

"I wasn't supposed to help." Eyes were on me. "I'm not supposed to be here, I'm already another target as well as Brock and Luke are."

"Why? What's wrong with you being here?" Tyler asked.

"I know to much, I've seen to much. I've got enough evidence to throw them in prison for life. They can't let that go."

"Then..why not? Throw them in prison! It's what they deserve!" Evan said.

"I can't, if I do, they'll never tell me where to find Jaime." I said.

"Jaime? Who's Jaime?" Tyler crossed his arms. "A girlfriend of yours? Or Luke's?"

"Luke's Ex. But she's my sister, they've got her captive. I have no idea where though--"

"Jon." Luke rose his voice, making us all quiet down and listen to what he has to say. "I think now would be the appropriate time to tell you, what happened  to your sister."

[A/N]: Although it hasn't came to that part of the story yet on what happened to Jaime,  but which would you chose for Jon to do?:

            A: Use his Evidence to throw Allan, Lui, and Allan's gang in prison?

Or

B: Get revenge?

Again, up to you. If I get no responses back by morning or noon when I wake up, I'll pick myself :) have a good one, and I hope you all had a wonderful Christmas, now all that's left is New Years.
~Claw😎