"Taylor!?" Mark, and the others backstage said in union, obviously confused. As they watched from the tv. "How did nobody notice him?" Dianna asked. "Why are we all here talking come on we gotta go save them." Lea spoke up already on her way to the stage. "Wow the other dykes have arrived why am I not surprised?" Taylor faked amuse when Lea and Dianna got there. Then along came Mark, Chord, Kevin, and Nickayla. Mark came ready to attack Taylor, Heather and Naya were like sisters to him and he couldn't see them get hurt."Nobody fucking move or I'll shoot this bitch." Taylor warned aiming at Naya getting Mark to stop dead on his tracks. Immediately Heather got in front of Naya shielding her. "Taylor you want me, I'll go with you. Just please don't shoot her." Heather begged. "I don't want you." Taylor laughed. "Then why are you here?' Heather asked slightly confused. "To make you admit the truth, obviously. Heather you don't like Naya you're not even gay, this dyke made you believe that." "Don't call my sister like that you idiot!" Nickayla screamed anger obvious in her voice. "Shut up or I'll kill you too, you're probably a dyke yourself aren't you?" Taylor threatened. "Nick please, it's okay," Naya said attempting to make her sister calm down a little, before something happened to her.

"You come record me killing her, while Heather begs me not to. I always did like when she begged." Taylor said addressing to a random camera man. the guy agreed afraid he'd get shot too. He led the guy towards Naya, shoving Heather away from her when he got there. "Don't touch her like that." Naya defended Heather. "And you don't forget I have a gun pointing at you. Everyone off the stage I just want Naya and Heather here. Off now!" Taylor demanded. Everyone got off afraid he'd shot someone. "Okay Heather I want you to get on your knees and beg me not to shoot your stupid girlfriend. But first stand up and tell her you don't love her. Tell her the truth how you enjoy going around with men. Tell her!" He screamed. "But I don't." Heather countered. "Do it."

Meanwhile Dianna took out her phone about to call the police, when she saw several uniformed cops lined up outside. Someone must have called them before her, God only knew who, but she was grateful for it. "Put down that gun." The officer screamed at Taylor as he came in. "Listen to them Taylor." Heather said. "And why should I?" he refused putting finger on the trigger. "I'm gonna kill this bitch and you too, dyke!"

Just when he was gonna shoot he got pulled down from the stage by Lea, who was a surprise for all. The gun then shot up in the air, but he lost his grip with the tug. "Fucking Bitch!" he cursed attempting to get down but was stopped by the officers. Everyone let out a sigh of relief when they cuffed him.

There was so much hugging. Heather hugged Naya the tightest she ever had. "Oh my God Naya I thought I was gonna lose you baby." Heather said with tears in her eyes. "Don't worry Hemo a bad herb never dies." Naya joked now that everything had stopped, and she kissed her lover passionately.