Welcome To The Gang

Johnny's Revenge

For the third time in my life I woke up a bit disoriented. Looking out my window I could see it was the middle of the night and the window had been cracked to let a bit of air in. Had Doggo left it open? They usually love how warm my room is. Johnny! Where's Johnny? He had been here before I fell asleep. After the whole screaming thing. What the fuck was that?

Gradually my door began to open and in came in Johnny with a cuppa, as he likes to call them, and chocolate. Being the nerd that he is, my brother says that Remus Lupin is always right and that chocolate makes everything better. If it were any other time one of my brother's cups of tea and chocolate would be suspicious but tonight it was very soothing. Plus Johnny puts whisky in his cups of tea from a secret stash our Mom doesn't know about.

"Here's Johnny." came a whisper from my, patially hidden by shadows, brother. A small laugh escaped me as I gratefully took the cup of tea and a piece of chocolate.

"That never gets old. Albeit not being scary at all." I cheekily replied.

"Ha ha, very funny. Now shush or you'll wake up Mom." mocked Johnny affectionatly. I had never heard him say anything even remotely mean unless we were sassing people aka idiots.

"Yeah okay. Two questions though. One, why are you still here? and Two, what time is it?"

"To answer your second question first, it's 2:19 am, and I'm here because I like bothering you early in the morning," he exuberated. "But seriously, we need to have that talk." I groaned.

"Does it have to be now?" I whined.

"Yes now you big baby. I really wanna know what the fuck happened to you and who I have to kill." The way my brother said it with such stoicness, I couldn't tell if he was serious or not.

"Its nothing really. Just a bad dream," I grumbled

"Like hell, its nothing! Cherry you were wide awake and screaming. Thats not okay."

"Now whos gonna wake up Mom." I wryly commented.

"Don't change the subject. What happened?"

"Nothing okay! It was nothing! I don't wanna talk about it!"

"Cherry.." I didn't want to look into my brother's eyes. The sympathy I knew would be there would crack it out of me and this was the one thing I didn't want my big brother to know. "You were scared. Terrified even. Hell, I've never seen you so frigtened in my entire life. Not even when we went to that really old haunted house and saw a real ghost. Let me help you." All the hurt, and anger, and sadness, and concern my brother felt could be heard in his voice. It was the first crack in my ice and his next words shattered me.

"You'd tell Dad if he were here." That statement alone broke me into tears. As a small child, I used to tell Dad everything. He died not long after I turned 4 and I've had Johnny here with me ever since to tell everything.

"I just.. I just can't okay! I can't. I don't want you to look at me differently," I moved away from Johnny hugging my arms around myself in a tight embrace. I needed to ground myself before the ice began to melt, cause once it starts dripping the damn will break and everything will be flooded . "I don't want anyone to look at me differently."

Johnny stood to follow me. I had walked all the way to my window almost on the other side of my room. The moon was bright and silvery reflecting off our little pool in the backyard. The light was nice, soothing even. It allowed me to just not think about anything, just focus on how bright and ovely the moon was. Nothing about Fury, nothing about Aliya, and nothing about me.

I had layed there for what felt like hours after each of the guys had their turn. I had been beaten, cut up, and raped. What a wonderful way to end the day. "Ugh." I grunted when I moved. I could hear someone moving in this direction and I had to get away before they tried to do anything else. I fixed my clothes as best as I could and winced at the soreness of my body and the ropeburn on my wrists and ankles. Everythig fricking hurt and I just wanted to go home and take a shower. The footsteps were closer now. I needed to hurry. I quckly limped my way out the door as fast as I could and tried to stay in the shadows. Turning the corner I ran exactly into the person I had been attempting to get away from. How didn't I hear them when I got closer?

"Hey woah, are you okay? Shit you're bleeding. We gotta get you to a hospital." The voice was soft and quiet. I could barely make out my helpers face but they we a bit taller than I was and wern't trying to kill me. They seemed to be hiding from someone as well. I shook my head furiously to going to the hospital, they'd call my mom. The fast movement made me very dizzy and I stumbled further into my helper.

"Hey, hey slow down. Okay no hospital. Is there someplace I can take you?" he or she asked.

"The Royal Quarters," was the last thing I said before crumpling to the floor.

Everything after that was blurry. We somehow managed to get out of there without anyone questioning it. I had heard someone call out to my helper caling them 'Francine' but all we did was walk a bit faster and get into some random car and leave. Francine was muttering under their breath about something but the only thing I could make out was "Fuck..." and "Fricking DA territory!" I remember getting to the RQ fairly quickly and being taken in but that was as far as my memory went of my secret savior.

Durng my musing Johnny had joined me by the window. I didn't know I was crying again until he wiped the tears from my freshly wet cheeks. I knew the truth about the whole situatin now but that didn't make the pain any less hurtful. Doggo had been the one to find me then, they had helped get me home and make sure I was safe. I owed them everything. The RQ doctor had stitched me us and wrapped up all my cuts. I made him promise not to tell anyone about me being brought in. No one but I knew of the rape and I entended to keep it that way.

Johnny once again ensconded me in his arms and I knew I had gotten out of talking again for now. But if I knew anything about my brother, we didn't call him Sherlock for anything. He would keep digging for answers until he knew everything. Little did I know that would just be the beginning of Johnny's Revenge.