The Saturdays were up against Argost. A strand of blood ran down from her mouth. She didn't know why she did it, her body just moved on its own. The more she thought about it the more she figured it out. He was her Brother and that's the reason she decided to.......

Earlier:

Drew looked out the window angrily. She was pissed. She couldn't even look at Doyle. "That back stabbing bastard." Doyle had betrayed them again for money. Her own brother, the only one besides Zak that shared the same flesh and blood. He apologized and of course Zak had accepted it right away. What got her even more mad was Doc had to hold her back from slugging him in the face! Her husband, the same man SHE had to hold back. Doc, the man who wanted to kill Doyle the first time they met but tried his best to hold back because he was Drew's brother. He was the person Drew spent half her life trying to fine. Drew pulled her legs up to her chest and continued to stare out her bedroom window. She hated this feeling. She hated feeling betrayed. What made it worst is she knew how bad this made Doc feel because after the whole Van Rook incident he promised her that he'd never let her feel that way again. Now Zak was the one trying to hold back his dad from killing Doyle. Drew thought that finally they could all live together, but obviously that wasn't going to work. Drew watched her reflection. She sighed. "Who am I kidding?" She whispered. She jumped at the sound of a knock at the door. "Come in." She yelled. Doyle walked in. The one person she didn't want to see. She snorted and looked back out the window. She saw in the reflection. He went to touch her. "Don't lay a hand on me." She hissed not even looking at him. Doyle sighed.

"Drew listen I'm sorry." He started. Drew stood up and looked at him.

"Sorry? Is that all you can say? Why Doyle? You were never like this as a kid why are you like this now!?" She asked. Doyle sighed.

"Drew I was only six." He said. Drew shook her head.

"That gives you no right to be a back stabbing bastard especially now that we've found each other!" She yelled. Doyle flinched at his sister's wrath.

"Drew please I'm done I won't"

"How do I know you won't? You've already done like 10 times." She pointed out.

"Um only 2" He corrected her. Drew gave him a look. "Right sorry." He said. Drew shook her head and turned around to look back out the window.

"Get out of my face." She said.

"Drew please." He begged

"Go away Doyle." She said. Doyle got mad.

"Listen! You were lucky. Someone found you but I was left alone. You think it doesn't hurt knowing you replaced your family and forgot!" He yelled. Drew scowled and turned around and looked at her brother straight in the eyes.

"I never forgot about you! I searched for you till I was 16! Those monks were my family but they could never have replaced you, mom, or dad." She yelled. Doyle scoffed.

"Ya that's why you fell for a guy like van." Be fore Doyle could finish his sentence Drew punched him so hard in the face that he was sent a couple of feet back into the wall. Drew ran up to him and pinned him to the wall.

"Say his name again Doyle I freaking dare you one more time!" Drew hissed clenching her fist and pulling it back. "You can't even imagine the hell he put me through! To actually think You've found someone who doesn't think you're a freak and to feel like you love someone and to have it all thrown away with betrayal! How could you possibly know what it's like! As far as I'm concerned You're just like him!" She yelled. Doyle looked at her with blood coming from his mouth and nose. He never met a women with such brute strength. Drew Threw her fist at him. He scoffed. And found the strength to catch her fist. Drew looked at him.

" Man, if only looks could kill." Doyle thought to himself looking at his older sister. "She was really planning to bash my head in!"

"You're wrong Drew! I know what it feels like! Have you forgotten already that I was in love with Abby!" He yelled. Drew's relaxed a little and Doyle found this as an opening. He used his free hand that wasn't holding her fist and punched her in the stomach. Drew's head fell as she coughed up spit. Doyle pushed her back and kicked her across the room sending her crashing through the window. Drew was about to fall when Doyle grabbed her hand. He held on for a moment looking at her. She was knocked out. Doyle's eyes widened when he witnessed his sister coughing up blood. He pulled her up and set her on the floor. "Drew?" He whispered. She coughed a couple times and Doyle panicked. "Shit! Doc!" He yelled. Drew's eyes fluttered open she looked up to see Doyle looking at the door. She looked to the side of her to see her fire sword lying against the bed. She quickly got up and grabbed it. Doyle turned and looked at her. He stood but quickly froze when he realized he was at the end of the fire sword's tip.

"Enough Doyle! Leave." Drew warned. Doyle looked at her. Drew's eyes widened when she saw a tear fall down his cheek.

"Drew I'm sorry Please I- I didn't mean to hurt you. Please believe me I'm sorry I brought up Van Rook. I Shouldn't have messed with your emotions. I really am sorry." He said, a couple of tears falling at the same time. Drew sighed and lowered her sword. She shook her head.

"Doyle I-.." She started. She dropped her sword.

"Drew?" He asked. Drew stumbled and fell over. " Drew!" Doyle yelled.

"Mom!" Zak yelled from the door way. Doyle looked over to see Doc and Zak wide eyed.

"What the hell did you do Doyle!" Doc yelled. Doyle shook his head.

"No I didn't, well, I did , but it was an accident!" Doyle Said. Zak ran past him. He dropped to his knees and turned his mother over. She was unconscious with a gash in her forehead and cuts all over from the broken window.

"Mom? Mom come on wake up." He said. He looked at his uncle. Doyle started to walk to him.

"Mini man I" He started. Zak laid his mom down and ran in front of her separating her from Doyle. He took out his claw.

"Stay back." He said. Doyle was shocked. If only Drew was awake.

"Zak I didn't mean to." He started. Zak shook his head.

"I believed in You! Both mom and I! But you betrayed us again! You tried to kill her!" Zak yelled. His voice close to tears. Doyle was shocked. Zak actually believed he tried to kill her. Doyle turned around to see Doc put on his glove.

"Doc wait." Doyle said. Doc shook his head.

"Enough Doyle. I'm sick of your excuses." He said charging at Doyle. Doyle dogged as Doc threw punches at him. He stumbled. He looked behind him to see the area of the broken window.

"Tch! Fine!" Was all he said before he jumped out the broken window and blasted away into the night. Doc put his glove away and ran to his falling wife and weeping son. Doc pushed him aside. He started to check over Drew. He felt a pulse, She was alive. Doc picked her up and quickly went to the medical room. He set her down. Fisk ran into the room and squealed at Drew's sight.

"Dad is she going to be ok?" Zak asked Worried. Doc shook his head.

"I don't know Zak She's hurt really bad." He said removing the top of the orange suit to reveal an orange tank top. He felt her Stomach. He got to a certain spot and Drew coughed up blood. Zak was horrified to see it splatter on her tank top. Doc noticed. "Fisk get him out of here." He said. Fisk picked up Zak and began to leave.

"No Fisk put me down! Mom!" He yelled but the doors had shut. Doc examen the spot closer. His eyes widened. There was a big peace of glass stuck into her right side. He looked at Drew. He'd seen her in worse but this was pretty close. She was breathing hard. He kissed her forehead.

"Hang on honey this going to hurt." He said as he began to remove the glass. Zak had made Fisk let him go as soon as the doors shut. They both listened carefully. But his mothers screams of pain were to much to bare for the 11 year old so he had no choice but to block his ears.