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Christy looked over at him and wanted to slap him. He was smirking. And then he started to frown. She knew he was thinging the same thing she was. About Dad. She knew her father wouldn't cross her on it. He knew too well the temper she had. The last time they had agrued she had run away, until Monty has found her, three miles from the house they were living in at that time, and she flatly refused to go home until Monty had pleaded and pleaded with her. Christy knew, too, that Mathue wouldn't risk losing his oldest daughter. But, she realized, when asked to pick, he wouldn't hesitate to pick his career. "You know you don't have to worry about Mathue," she said, "He could care less about us. We're protected, because we're Maria's children. And he won't cross me, I'd bet my life on it." She started to speed up, trying to get away from him. She didn't want to see in his eyes that he cared more about his work then her.

She glared at him. "He wouldn't upset me. He knows better. And if he did something to you, he'd know I'd turn against him in a minute. And that would give other families leverage. I know everything that happens around here. And people would use that the minute I turned against him." she explained, "My father is not stupid. And he knows that. And incase you haven't noticed, You are a part of the family outside of the family, or I wouldn't have trusted you with Rhys and Monty would've tried to kill you when she saw you holding me." She just looked at him, waiting for an answer, not sure if she wanted the one he was going to give her.

She looked over at him. Just the mention of his job chilling her. She started looking at the scenery, trying to take her mind off it. "You doubted me? I'm worse then my father. I want something, I better damn well get it." she said laughing at how true it was. She realized her house was in her view. "Well, we're here," she said, sighing, "Time you met my little sister. Just promise you won't hold her against me. I swear she was adopted." She said jokingly, "But, sadly, I've seen her being born, so, I guess she is my sister, sadly." She laughed and ran towards the house. "Race you" she yelled back at him, and then stuck her tongue out at him.

Monty had got in the car with Rhys and Calista. She was trying to keep pressure on both their wounds, having Calista resting in a seated position with Rhys' head resting on Calista's lap. Monty herself was on her knees looking towards them. Tyrel had called Nandy so she could call the doctor who normally treated the family. Monty and Tyler would have to sneak them in the back of a rundown clinic. Monty hated this. Her brother deserved better care. But he would go to jail if they brought him to a normal hospital, easily being linked to the seen Jason and the fat guy had been killed, for both Rhys' and Calista's blood had stained the ground of the ally. Monty was still really mad that Harris just ran off like that. But her anger fades as she realizes she is unable to stop either of the two's bleeding. Monty moves a little realizing no mater how much pressure she put on Rhys' stabbing it wouldn't stop the bleeding, She had to just trust that the doctor could still help him when they got to the clinic. She was more worried about Calista; her body was starting to show signs of shock. It was shock that had killed her mother after the hard labor she had with Joyce.

"Calista, walk up okay! Snap out o it. Opens your eyes, look at me. Yell at me." She knows Calista had a better chance if she could get her conscious again. Monty looks at her hands, realizing they where also damaged. Monty stops putting pressure on the shot wound and tears her s**t to get two long strips. She was just in her sports bra now, but didn't care. She wraps Calista's hands the best she could then grabs the shoulder putting pressure on the wound again, which had started to bleed even more.

"Calista..." She tried to think of something that could get a reaction out of her. "Hey, get up and get to work. We need to clean that mess up before the cops get their hands on it."

Theonin grinned and chuckled as she did her little victory dance. He'd never been with a cute energetic girl like her. Most of his relationships had been one night stands with a sexy broad in red. It'd be different to actually have a relationship. He hopped up the stairs and followed right behind her and following her to her room. "When do you think Monty will get here?"

Theonin leaned against the wall as she made her phone call. He figured what the issue was. He wondered how she could have forgot that her brother had been stabbed. Seems like that would be something that stuck out in your mind. Though there were times when Theonin forgot important things that seemed like they would be branded into his brain, so he really couldn't blame her. He continued to watch her, hoping that Monty would pick up. He also wondered what they were going to do until Monty got back from the hospital.

Theonin frowned some as he saw her beat herself up. He pushed off of the wall and carried himself over to her bed, sitting down on it's edge. He hesitated for a short moment before resting his hand on her side. After a short moment his hand starts to shift on her side, stroking gently.
"I'm sure everything's going fine... They're probably pulling into the hospital now." He spoke quietly, just in case Monty answered her phone.
His hand continued to scale up and down her side as he watched her, hoping and wishing she'd stop beating herself up.