"Bitch…" he slurred, stumbling into the room.

"Christian…" Gabrielle blinked at him in concern, noticing his drunkenness. "You've been drinking…" Christian walked over to the bed and stood over it, swaying.

"So? Kael can put back as much as he wants and you wouldn't say a word."

"Christian, go lay down." She pleaded, sitting up.

"No, Gabrielle." He told her, grinning menacingly while climbing onto the bed. "I'm not going to listen to you. Not this time." He pulled her down and roughly straddled her.

"Don't Christian, please go. You don't know what you're doing…"

"Hell, I know what I'm doing. I'm going to fuck a little slut." Gabrielle winced at the words. Even if he was drunk, they still hurt. "You think you can get away with everything? Screwing everyone in his house?" He chuckled under his breath, grabbing her arms and pinning them above her head. Gabrielle squirmed and he responded by leaning his head down and roughly, bruisingly kissing her. He pulled back, wiping the back of his hand across his mouth, staring down. "Little fucking slut…don't even know what you're doing is wrong. Just wait until your precious Kael gets it."

"What?" Gabrielle said sharply, staring up at him. Christian smiled crudely.

"Kael's gonna die." He told her nonchalantly, sliding down her body, ineptly fumbling with her clothes and his while Gabrielle still tried weakly to fight him off without success. It was more shock than fear that began to paralyse her. She couldn’t believe Christian would do this, force himself on top of her. Gabrielle closed her eyes as she felt his skin against hers. If she closed her eyes, it could be someone else. It was Kael, or Edge. Except she knew it was Christian. One hand still pinned hers above her head as his other hand came up and clumsily cupped a breast before deciding against all foreplay. As he entered her roughly, she told her self she should hate it…but he had always felt so good inside her, on top of her. Christian wanted it to hurt, thrusting unyieldingly hard. He took her soft, almost silent screams for screams of pain because that’s what he wanted them to be. As he came and rolled off of her, she said nothing, but started to weep for not trying to stop it, and for knowing she would only forgive him tomorrow. Standing up, Christian took one last look at her, and swiftly backhanded her, leaving a red blotch on her cheek, soon wet with tears. Gabrielle rolled over, shaking and clutching the blankets around her, tuning out Christians last words, said incoherently as he slammed the door shut. Staring at the darkened wall, she lay dangerously alone with her thoughts until she heard the door open again. Not wanted to see who it was, afraid to see who it would be this time, Gabrielle remained still as the heavy boots fell across the floor. She heard a jacket being thrown on the chair, and knew it was Kael. Still, she couldn't turn around to face him.

Kael saw Gabrielle on the bed unclothed, clutching the blankets around her and wondered if she was cold. He heard a sob and quickly covered the distance between them, reaching out to make her turn.

"Gabby…what is it?" He asked, not bothering to take off his clothes and laying on the bed beside her, pulling her towards him.

"Christian…" Gabrielle whispered in a voice that was strained, shameful and tired. "He…"

"What?" Kael prodded. Gabrielle couldn't say it. she didn't want to say it. Instead, she sent Kael a mental image of what had happened. In a second, he was on his feet and at the door.

"That bastard! How could he?" Kael roared. "I'll kill that fucker!"

"No!" Gabrielle screamed, half sitting up. "No, Kael…please… He didn't mean too. Please…" Kael saw the need on her face, and felt it within her. Christian could wait. Gabrielle needed him. "Don't hurt him Kael…" She pleaded in a small voice as Kael lay down and drew her to him again. She rested her head on his chest, looking up at him. "He didn't know what he was doing Kael…He's been drinking…he didn't mean it.." Her words were more to reassure herself then tell him. He nodded, stroking her hair, pulling her closer when she started to cry again.

"Gabrielle, its okay. Don't worry love. It'll be okay." In his mind, Kael plotted a confrontation with Christian, and wondered why the hell he would ever rape her.

"Kael…Christian told me something….they're going to kill you…" Gabrielle said warily. He clenched his jaw. It won't be the first time, he thought. And this time someone would die for their sins, but it wouldn't be him.

"Gabby, don't worry about me…go to sleep." With that, Kael resolved someone would die for their sins, but it wouldn't be him.