"Don't go there now, Candie. Danny's got your head all messed up too. Sugar wouldn't hurt a flea if she didn't have to and you know it. She only blasts Danny cause she doesn't want him touching her. Go finish off that john you were hookin' up with, babe. That way you won't have to split the money with Danny. Not a very good pimp is he? Leavin' you here where you could get HURT while he's trying to give it up for a woman who doesn't even want him..." he shoved her aside and kicked open the door.  Danny had her pushed against the wall, and was grinding his hips against her as she tried in her drugged state to fight him off. He grabbed the pint that Emma had been drinking out of and smashed it over Danny's head. Danny backed up and Emma snatched the broken bottle from Tay's hand. She stumbled forward as Taylor tried to catch her, but he didn't get to her before she plunged the broken shard between Danny's legs. "Nobody deserves a father like you.." she muttered as he grabbed his crotch and howled in pain. "Dammit Emma.." Tay grouched and picked her up, throwing her over his shoulder and carrying her outside before the police showed up. "Tay..where's Zac?" she asked as he hauled her outside in nothing but her skimpy underthings. "Home sleeping last I saw of him..." he told her. "What the hell were you thinking? You KNEW he'd be like this.." he said angrily and set her down in front of her car. "God..." he groaned and took his sweater off. "Tay..thank you..." she said and swayed slightly. "How much did you drink Emma? he snapped. "Two hits..I SWEAR." she moaned. "I promised Zac.." she said quietly and ran a hand through her hair. "Danny probably slipped you something..Jenny told me.." "NOOOOO...no...GOD..." she wailed suddenly and buried her face in her hands. "Emma...he drugged you...same as tonight.." he shook her and made her look at him. "I'm sure you didn't WANT that...I KNOW you didn't." he told her then hugged her tightly as she sobbed. "It's okay..shhh..it's okay..let's get this shit out of your system..." he said soothingly and looked into her eyes. He could tell she was trying to focus, but couldn't. He cupped the back of her head in his hand and moved her hair out of her eyes with the other. He was sorely tempted to kiss her, crush his lips down on hers and take her pain away, but as he did he pictured the look on Zac's face if he ever found out. "Em..." he said her name softly, about to suggest she put his sweater on so they could go walk the drugs out of her system when he heard the screech of tires behind him. His face dropped as he recognized Zac's truck, and Ike's pulling in right behind him. "WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS???" Zac roared, looking Emma over, taking in the sight of her slumped back against her car in nothing but her underwear, Taylor's arms around her. "Oh...no...god.." Emma groaned and struggled out of Taylor's grasp. She stumbled slightly as she got in her car. Ike was out of his truck in a split second and holding Zac back before he took a REAL swing at Taylor. "Zac...I'm sure it CAN'T be what it looks like.." he said trying calm the situation. "Zac...It's NOT...it's not..." Emma breathed and then slid her seat forward and pulled the spare key from under the dash. "I'm so sorry, Zac.." she choked out and slammed her door shut, locking them before Tay could yank it open and stop her. She refused to look up as Tay beat on the window and begged her not to try to drive. Tears poured down her face as she started the engine, gunned the motor and peeled out, leaving all three brothers standing in the smoke from her roasting tires. "THEN WHAT THE FUCK DID I JUST SEE??" Zac roared at Taylor. "YOU KNEW SHE WAS HERE..YOU KNEW...WHY ELSE WOULDN'T YOU TELL ME??"  Zac's anger frightened both his brothers as they looked at each other.

"Zac...chill...okay?" Taylor said, trying to remain calm. "She didn't TELL me she worked here. I figured it out on my own. I've been on her case for weeks to tell you..." he told his brother. Zac continued to stare angrily at Taylor but shrugged out of Ike's grip. "Dude, it is so NOT what it looks like.." Taylor said quickly then launched into the entire story, telling Zac the only reason he went into the bar was to make sure she was alright and that she'd meet Zac when she said she would. "By the time I got here tonight, that fucking pervert had already drugged whatever she was drinking, Zac. If I hadn't come in he would have raped her, and that little blonde bitch would have stood by and let it happen 'cause she's THAT jealous of Emma. Which is sad, 'cause Emma was counting days until she could get out. I brought Jack in here to watch her," Taylor continued when Zac muttered an incoherent question, trying to assimilate all that had come crashing around him in the last hour, "because I've watched her enough now to KNOW that she could do alot better. I was trying to HELP her get out.." he explained searching Zac's face for some kind of sign that he understood what he was saying. "Why didn't you TELL me?" Zac asked and slumped back against his truck. "BECAUSE. I told her SHE should tell you. Almost nightly, Zac. And every fucking night she'd promise to tell you, and every fucking morning I knew she hadn't, and by the time I figured she was just never gonna say a word, thinking she'd have quit and didn't need to, it was too late. And just so you know, she wouldn't have had to dance SO much this last month, but he was using YOU against her, forcing her to do more than she needed to by telling her he'd send PICTURES to the house. Soon as he knew she was really getting out, they were in our mailbox. I took 'em to Jenny before I came here." he finished with a long sigh and ran his hand through his hair. The three stood looking at each other in silence as Zac turned everything over in his head. They were interrupted when Brit came outside with Emma's things. She walked right up to Taylor and handed them to him. "I see she's already gone.." she said quietly. "Tell her I'll miss her and I'm sorry I wasn't there."  "Thanks Brit..." Tay said and took the small pile of things from her hands. "You guys better get outta here. She didn't injure Danny as bad as she thought she did. Just enough to piss him off. If she'd have been with it, though.." Brit chuckled, "She really could have hung 'em like fuzzy dice." Zac looked from Brit to Taylor, confused. "I hit him on the head with a bottle, and Emma snatched it. She apparently only ALMOST sliced his balls off." Zac's eyes widened and Tay pressed his lips together, trying not to smile, after all Emma was still driving around with whatever drug was still in her system. "If she hadn't been drugged, she could have kicked his stupid ass all by herself." Tay continued. "I've seen her drop him like a rock more than once." Brit giggled and patted Taylor on the shoulder, "Okay. Get OUT of here...he's almost able to walk again.." Brit said. "Not for long..." Zac muttered. Before Tay and Ike could stop him, he was pushing past the bouncer and inside the bar.

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