" Go get washed up! You look horrid, I expect you to join us downstairs. I want you to eat before we leave for the studio, and I want you to remember ...verything your former master told you to do, nothing has changed except for the fact that I own you now! Is that understood?" Yes Master," Hannah said getting out of bed and heading to the bathroom.Lana went downstairs and found Ron with his cell phone in his hand. "Nice beating," he said smiling, "you may become a real master, yet." I hate. ‘I found you.’ She hiked the sleeves of her PJs, so I washed her arms to her elbows. Then her feet and legs, to her knees. That was the end of the line, as much as I could do. Before I could leave or say anything, she stopped me with a statement. ‘Help me, please.’ She unbuttoned her top, and leaned forward for me to pull off her sleeves. Silently, she hugged her knees so I could wash her bare back. Peeking out from under the shoulder vest that supported the halo, a purple-and-yellow bruise. An uzi. Ammo. Lots of ammo. Food. We got food. Everything’s gonna’ change,’ I grin, looking down at my haul. If I hadn’t been so happy, I probably would have noticed Mickey coming up behind me. I don’t know what he hits me with, but it does its job – and I’m out. *** She’s choking me. Crow is choking me. I can’t breath. I can’t do anything. I can’t break away. I can’t move my arms. She’s hurting my arms. Everything hurts – but she doesn’t stop choking me. I thrash. I thrash and smack my. "You know that's not what I want, Jim." So what DO you want, Sara?" he almost spit, his anger finally surfacing."Oh forget it. I want you home, and... I want things back to how they were when we were still hot for each other." Sara we can get that back. We can put aside whatever we've done to hurt one another, and start new," Jim pronounced, figuring that if he gave her that prompt, she'd have to spill her guts, or he'd call her on it. Stupid man, did he hear himself?"Aha, I knew it. Don't.