"Bones!" I scream out as I plow through my house. "Your idiot brother is giving himself over thinking that it's going to fix everything and it's not, so we're going to rescue him."

I cross my arms over my chest and fume as everyone stares at me. Bones though, leans in his eyes glinting. "And what's your plan, Tater Tot?"

"And what could you possibly do?" Dana asks, pointing at me.

Bones answers for me. "Cause a distraction. They hear his Old Lady is there, they'll want to get you and use you against him."

"Old Lady?!" Dana shrieks.

I glare at her and stomp right up. "You heard it. I'm his Old Lady, so the next time you come into my house and kiss what belongs to me, I'll chop off your head and stick it on a pole in my front yard to ward off any other females who think of doing the same thing."

Amber clears her throat. "With Arch, Dad, and Adonis gone, who's the leader?"

Ducky sits on a chair like it's a throne "I knew this day would come. Ace, Lashes, Georgie, come sit on my lap while I come up with a plan."

We all give him a blank stare. "We need to get Adonis back now," Lashes retorts in a monotone voice.

Nova shakes his head. "I think it's best if I take the lead Duck. I am the president's son after all."

Ducky scoffs. "In this day and age isn't nepotism frowned upon?"

Nova rolls his eyes. "Duck, I've been a part of the club since I was in diapers."

"Your cut's still fairly new though." Ducky is quick to remind him.

As the two bicker, I look to Bones. "You should take the lead."

Both Ducky and Nova object. "What?"

Nails comes up next to me. "She's right. He knows everything about the club. He can get us in. We have the advantage with him since they think he's dead."

"But we don't even know if we can trust him!" Nova shouts. "He's a Silencer and just because he's Adonis's brother doesn't mean we should fully trust him."

"I trust him," I counter. "I trust Adonis and Adonis trusts him."

"Sorry, Tater Tot, but your trust doesn't hold much weight with the club," Nova objects.

"How will you distract them?" Bones asks me.

The memory of Dallas and Red Light freaking out when I had my episode flashes in my mind. I smile and look at him. "Fear."

"Fear?"

"Fear," I state firmly. "Fear is the best weapon. I may not have it but most people do. Use me and I'll put the fear of God in them."

"No way." Nova jumps in. "It's one thing to have him lead us, it's another to put you in harm's way. If Adonis makes it out alive, even if he's sipping through a straw, he'll find a way to kill us. We can't use her as a distraction, it's too risky."

"Do you even want to save him?" I bite out.

"Of course I do, but we have to be smart, Georgie, and you tend to cause even more trouble. No offense."

"It'll be even worse if you don't use me. I'll just go anyway."

"Should I lock her up?" Ducky jokes.

I hit him in the stomach, which is shockingly hard.

Bones smiles. "She's coming. I have a plan and Georgie has to be part of it."

I beam. "Alright, let me go get a ski mask!"

Ducky blinks at Bones. "You know she'll be singing the mission impossible theme song the whole time we're doing this, right?!"

My body swings a little off the ground as I hang from the chains connected to the ceiling. I've been beaten until I'm unconscious, sliced like a ham on thanksgiving, and burned in several places. The next thing that'll be coming is them skinning off my tattoos. All of this is only the first step of their torturing. All my wounds are superficial.

The dry blood on my face itches and my head pounds like it's been put through a meat grinder. I moan as voices come closer and grow louder. That perfect little voice I know all too well, causes every muscle in my body to spasm as I go from nearly unconscious to full on rage.

I grab onto the chains and climb up and then let myself go. My wrists scream as it cuts through my flesh and I growl. The door opens and I start thrashing and yelling despite the cloth stuffed in my mouth.

My little Tater Tot is thrown in and I'm wildly whipping around and screaming curses at them. She's covered in red paint and her gold curls shine against the lone light. She laughs like crazy as Red Light yells, "Don't make me hurt you in front of him! If you ask me he's had enough today!"

My throat burns as I yell into the cloth. He slams the door and Georgie keeps laughing until his footsteps fade. She stops and jumps up running over to me.

"Oh my gosh! What did they do to you?"

She touches my face and my fists clench and my muscles bulge. I wasn't supposed to see her again. I gave myself up for her and here she is right in front of me with those creamy blues, gazing at me, shining with a range of various emotions.

She goes to take off the duct tape that has the cloth gagging me, but before she does she stops. "Promise you won't get mad. It's all going according to plan."

The tape slowly comes off and she takes out the cloth. I heave and her eyes go to my naked chest. She touches it and quickly snaps back. "I've had dreams like this, except you were less bloody."

"What the hell are you doing here?" I snarl out. Anger can't even begin to explain the state I'm in.

Her face squishes in that cute angry expression of hers. "I came here to save you from this stupid mistake." She reaches behind her and pulls out a map from underneath her shirt. She holds it up to my face. It's a very intricate drawing of the whole clubhouse she obviously drew to perfection. "Bones gave me the whole layout of this place. We broke in—"

"They let you come?" I growl out.

"They had no choice," she says it so absently it makes that little bit of self-control I was holding onto snap.

My legs quickly wrap around her little body and crash her into me, making her squeak and the map fall. "I did this to keep you safe and instead of respecting my decision you completely disrespected me."

"Cause it was a stupid decision." She seethes out. "You think they're going to stop once you're dead? That everything will be fixed."

"He gave me his word."

Georgie's eyes stretch so wide they look like they're about to pop out. "Your dad is a pathological liar."

"The club can handle themselves," I say through my gritted teeth. "You would've gotten that target off your back that I selfishly put there."

"I was the one that wouldn't leave you alone, remember?" she says, raising her eyebrows and tilting her head in a condescending way.

I put my forehead on hers, my eyes boring into hers. "I didn't fight it like I should've, especially when you started to back away, I went after you like a dumb dog in heat."

Her body relaxes and she studies my beaten face lightly touching it. "I didn't give you a choice. I was constantly getting into trouble. Probably because I didn't really want to back away."

My head whips to the side and my cheek lightly burns. My eyes stare at the floor in disbelief that she had just slapped me. "That's for leaving like you did. You refused to hear me out and marched right out of my life."

"I did it to save you." I lash out.

"And now I'm doing this to save you so shove it!" She spits right back.

Both of us are breathing heavily and anger radiates around us. She grabs my shoulder and pulls herself up so she's up close and personal. I don't even care in the slightest at the extra weight. I glare and she glares right back and I lean into her. "You are the most reckless person ever."

Our breaths mingle as she stares at my lips. "I know. I can say the same thing about you." She swallows as we both hang a little form the ground. "As much as I want to keep arguing, I need to find a way to break you out of these stupid chains."

My legs let go of her and she slides down my body causing me to growl from how good she feels. I watch as she starts taking random things out of her clothes. She tries reaching the chains binding me but is too short. "Dang it."

She runs over to a vent and starts weirdly beatboxing the theme song to Mission Impossible. Running back to me, she keeps trying to reach the chains and even resorts to climbing up on me, which would usually be a huge turn on but at the moment hurts like hell.

Just as she gets to the chains a knocking similar to her bizarre beatboxing comes from the door. It creaks open and Ducky strides in twirling keys.

"Your knight and shining armor has arrived, you handsome devil." Ducky sings. "Woah, you've seen better days."

Georgie turns around smiling. "I forgot to mention, with you, Arch, and my dad gone, Ducky is the one that's been taking the lead. He already starting a harem in your absence. You probably want to come with us now right?!"

"Hey," Ducky whispers defensively as he gets me down and takes some of my weight, but I don't need it. I haven't been that tortured yet, not nearly as bad as Bones had been. "I'm doing a great job. This plan has gone seamlessly because of me."

At that exact moment Red Light and Dallas come running in. "Yeah, seamless." I reiterate mockingly.

"Alright, ladies," Duck says, cracking his knuckles. "You're mine tonight and trust me, wrestling with this bear isn't going to go well for you. Get out of here, Adonis and make sure your Old Lady doesn't get a scratch on her. TreeTrunk will kill you if anything else happens to her."

I pat Duck's shoulder. "They fight dirty."

He gives them that wicked smile of his. "That's the only kind I like."

He blocks them as I grab Georgie and pull her out of there. She tries to point in what direction I should go, but I ignore her. I stop when I see red paint that's so dark and thick it reminds me of blood. It's all over the floor and concrete walls when I look at the wall on my right I see a massive painting that's so eerie it makes all the hairs on the back of my neck stand. I peer around the corner and see another explosion of paint along with another large unsettling painting.

"You should've seen Dallas and Red Light's reactions it was priceless." I turn to her and stare as she continues. "It even freaked your dad out. I played my insanity to my advantage and it paid off marvelously. Fear is a very valuable tool. I think your dad was more mortified by all the shipment of drugs I ruined though. My paint explosives worked too."

I admire my girl for a brief moment then my anger grows again. "Is that why you got caught?'

She turns her innocent eyes on me. "That was the plan."

My chest rises at that, but I go back to focusing on the important thing. We go down a hallway and stop at a door that goes out behind the paper mill.

I shove her towards it. "Get out of here."

"What? No!" She yells. "I'm not letting you give yourself back over to them."

"God! Georgie!" I grab her and shake her. "This is the only way I can keep you safe."

Tears build in her eyes. "You don't understand. If you're gone I'll die anyways." I go rigid and she bites her lips. "I'm losing myself every day Adonis. When you came back I reverted back to normal and I realized when I'm around you it keeps everything at bay. That day in the garage when you were fighting your dad, I think I remembered what happened to me and and if it's true... it's probably the reason why I'm schizophrenic. Why I see things and have these episodes. It all makes sense, but every time I have one now I lose bits and pieces of myself."

I stare at her not knowing what to say and she looks up at me with pleading eyes with tears spilling out of them. "I'm losing my sanity. I don't know how long I have left, but I want to spend it with you and store as much of it up so that... at least I'll have had some time and maybe even be able to reflect on it. When I'm with you it gives me more time, but if you're... everything you gave me will be gone from my mind and all that will be left is an empty shell."

I reach out to her and she walks into me pressing her paint splashed face into my blood crusted chest.

"Are you sure about it?" I ask.

She nods. "It's like I'm in a black sea and one day I'm just going to give up the fight and drown in it. At least let me live in that hell knowing you're alive."

The realization that none of us took Georgie's situation as seriously as we should've, hits me hard and to possibly lose her no matter what kills me. I had no idea her condition was so unstable, but I've been on the run and not around her. I stare at her, my eyes boring into hers and say nothing.

"Bones says he wants to take your dad down for good. He needs us as a distraction." I examine her and realize something is off, not caring about my brother's plan, I move some of her curls out of the way and my heart crashes in my chest.

She cups her ear and tries hiding it from me. "It's not a big deal."

"What's going on, Georgie?"

Her body jerks away from me and she grabs the roots of her hair, whimpering as her face screws in pain. "No."

I've only ever seen Georgie in the middle of an episode, never from start to finish. It's an awful sight. It's like she's possessed or a completely different person when her eyes slowly open back up. Her face loses all its tension and she looks numb.

She looks around with blank emotionless eyes and starts walking towards one of the paint explosives. Her fingers touch the red liquid and slide until her palm lays flat against it. I look around hearing voices and see Ducky, Nova, Nails, Ace, Lashes and Dana along with other members being hauled our way by Silencers.

Georgie's piercing scream makes every vein in my body run cold as I turn to my dad holding her as she kicks and screams. Dad struggles to keep her contained and I rush toward him, but he puts her in a hold that makes me stop immediately.

"One more step and I will break your crazy girlfriend's neck."

"Georgie!" I hear Ace screech bloody murder.

I roar and a bunch of guys grab at me as dad backs up with a rabid Georgie into the main club space. "This was an interesting little rescue that gave me a much better idea for you kid."

The guys push me to the ground and all the people I care the most about are fighting and forced to kneel down. Georgie stays in my dad's hold and I hate how he's enjoying her breakdown.

"She's like a feral dog. Should we put her down." He jokes as some of the club guys laugh.

It was a serious head injury.

Dad lifts her high up in the air as she kicks and my whole world shifts as the woman I love is about to be slammed to the ground.

"Don't!" I shout in a voice so desperate it's foreign to me.

Dad cocks a brow and a wide malicious grin settles on his face. "She's not just your Old Lady... you're in love with her."

"Let her go!" I roar so loud some of the guys step back.

Dad lightly drops her and one of the guys takes hold of her as she shrieks loudly repeatedly saying she has to finish. Dad steps toward me and my face is pushed right into the ground by one of my old comrades.

Dad crouches down with his elbows resting on his knees. "I'm about to torture you in a way that'll go with you even in death." He leans in and whispers, "To die by my hands never knowing what happens to her."