Back at the hospital Brandon and Sienna sat three chairs apart until the nurse said they could go see Jackson. Brandon followed behind Sienna. When he walked in the room, the Commander was sitting up reading a newspaper. He pulled his glasses off and smiled. "Weren't you two just here about an hour ago?" Jackson asked. "Yeah, but want to make sure they are treating you okay," Brandon answered. "Because if they weren't, I'd fuck them up sir. With all due respect." That made Jackson laugh. "But really, I don't want you two worrying. I am completely fine. Actually I'm bored as hell, so hopefully I can go first thing tomorrow morning." Brandon just shook his head and Sienna stared at the IV her dad was hooked up to. Neither one would look at the other. Jackson Branson wasn't a rocket scientist but he wasn't a dumb man either. He had run several missions in countries that had no easy way in or out. He had pulled last minute escape plans out

But Marcus was watching her closely. "Who were they?" he asked. "Oh, they work with my dad. Or used to. They are Navy Seals," she said trying to sound uninterested. Marcus shook his head and glanced back at them. "Why is the white one staring at you?" he asked when he turned back around, obviously aggravated. The hair on the back of her neck stood up. So he was staring at her. Shit, she wished she had eyes in the back of her head. But then she thought about his disappearing act. Fuck him. He had her feeling sick for 3 weeks! She would stand strong. Brandon tried hard to ignore her when they walked in. He couldn't. He stared down at the back of her head until that prick turned around and cast an evil glance in his direction. He really wanted to drag him out and whoop his ass in the parking lot. Old fashion ass beating like he would have delivered back at South Boston high school. The thought made him smile. The lights ev

"Fuck BT! You know what happens if we get caught fighting civilians!" he tried to reason with him. Brandon knew Darren was right but he wanted to fuck him up so bad! Calling Sienna out because she doesn't want to be with him. Fucker. Darren started dragging Brandon backwards toward the exit. Sienna just stood there dumbfounded. She didn't know if she should check on Marcus or follow Brandon and Darren out. "Sienna!" Darren yelled. "Come on, we have to go in case any cops show up!" Sienna sprinted out after them. When the cool night air hit the 3 of them they all relaxed a bit. They walked quickly to Brandon's Jeep and got in without saying a word. Darren was surveying the parking lot looking for cops. Brandon threw the car in reverse, backed out, then screeched forward out of the parking lot. Darren glanced out of the corner of his eye at Brandon. He noticed Brandon kept stealing glances in his rearview mirror towards Sienna. Brandon d

Brandon couldn't recall where he was in the first place. He awoke in the rear seat of another person's vehicle. It had a vague resemblance to something he'd seen before, but his head was throbbing and he couldn't think straight. His gut felt twisted in multiple knots, and he began to sense the telltale signals that whatever was within was going to spill out. He slammed the door shut and puked outside the vehicle. When he glanced down, he was just wearing his pants and sneakers. There is no shirt on. He stumbled out of the vehicle, rubbing his eyes and avoiding his own vomit. He looked about, but didn't recognize anything. Only a home and a human sitting on the stairs with a blue light flashing over their face could be seen in the distance. Perhaps a phone light? He took another look around and eventually saw his Jeep. Then he realized it was his home as he turned around. He thought to himself, 'Fucking hell, I must be wasted.' He stumbled up the stairs and ac

His first day there, he never even saw Sienna. She was locked up in her room, and she refused to come down to meet him. Over the course of a few days he caught glimpses of her here and there. Mostly he just heard her. In screaming matches with her father or breaking something. He'd never seen someone act that way. In his house back home, his father was all about discipline. He nor his sister could have ever behaved that way. But seeing her like this now, crumpled to the floor and crying, he felt so sorry for her. "I'm really sorry, Sienna. Trust me, this isn't what I want to be. I just want to be your friend. Not some kinda of freaking warden. I'm, well I really am very sorry." Sienna wiped her face. She hadn't meant to cry in front of him. She was sick of crying. She stood up and walked out of the back room and Chris followed. She quickly paid Miss Mona and walked to Chris's car. She leaned up against it and