(okay, I got this one done like a few hours ago, but from now on, I'd expect these probably every weekend, unless I find time to write during the week.)

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Jon sits in the corner of the room, he's got a blanket wrapped around him, he's shivering, his lips are almost a blue from the cold air in the room...it was dark, the candle in the lantern up top was about to go out. His eyes glare around the room, when something catches it.

He gets up and walks toward the door, he was limping, but he was still able to walk, he wrapped the blanket around his waist and tied it like a towel, you could see all the scratches on his back from the whip he endured. His whole back was just blood red, there were deep scratches, and light scratches, but you could tell he had been through a lot.

He starts messing with one of the stones near the door...he takes his fingers, and scrapes away the dirt little by little; soon enough, he was able to make a small hole, big enough for him to see through the other side. He looks through it, to see the two girls, Camille and Susan

----A few weeks ago----

Shawn walks into the meeting room, Kyle, Lisa, and Colonel Bernard were sitting at the end of the table, a few other cops were sitting in the other seats.

"Hello, Shawn...Please, take a seat..." the Colonel says.

"Yes, Sir..." he takes a seat..."So, If I may ask, what's with the sudden meeting?"

"Two and a half months ago, Jonathan Man and Brad Davis went to Italy, and they stopped on of the most dangerous Mob bosses in the world...Now, this was an unassigned mission...however, we recently came upon some news..."

"What news?"

"That you were a part of that mob for the past year."

"What?" Shawn exclaims. Yet he was secretly hiding the fear...

"That's what we heard."

"And where did you get this information?"

"We don't know, it was mailed to us, with no address, no name, it was printed, and there were no fingerprints on it."

"And you would believe this why? It's probably some kid trying to pull a prank."

"Some kid? You think some kid randomly knows something about this 'vacation' and is trying to frame you? Not only that, you were gone for three years, assumingly dead, and were a little suspicious...and If this is true, not only could you be thrown out of the NYSO, but you could be doing time in jail....a lot...maybe you can share one with your brother..."

Shawn starts thinking..."Who the heck would know, let alone tell anyone about this..."

Jon suddenly runs in, like he's late.

"Hey, sorry I'm late, what's the meeting about?"

Shawn suddenly puts a few pieces together...

"I still can't believe you think I worked with Nick sir, in fact, I'm somewhat insulted..."

Shawn gets up from his seat, and walks out the door, nudging Jon's shoulder on the way out.

----A few hours later----

Shawn walks into Jon's office and closes the door...

"Okay, dude, spill...what did you say to them?"

"I didn't say anything to them; I don't know where they got the information."

"Don't play dumb, you are the only one who knew about me working with them."

"Why would I tell them?"

"Dude, I tried to kill you, I was stupid to think you would forgive me for that."

"Wow, that's just a weird way of thinking Shawn, I think you've lost it, now if you would be so kind to leave, as I have lots of work to do..."

"Yeah, sure...he opens the door, and walks out, saying..."Way to avoid the subject..."

Jon sighs, and turns his swivel chair around, looking out the window...

"Who could've known about it...?"

----A few days ago----

It was late at night, almost two in the morning; Jon was sitting on the couch, in his boxers and a t-shirt. He had popcorn, and chips all over him, the couch, and the floor...the TV was on.

He looks at the clock, and decides to go to bed...he opens the bedroom door, and he is tackled onto the bed. He quickly turns around, knocking the attacker of the bed. He sits up, and another one comes from behind, he swings his head back, head butting the attacker, who falls back against the wall.

He stands on top of the bed, the two attackers were on both sides of him, both were in black, but he notices they were skinny, and they had long hair.

"Are you two...girls?"

One jumps on the bed, but he pushes her to the ground...

"Look, I'm flattered and all, but if my girlfriend ever found out about you two, I'd never hear the end of it..."

The other one comes up with a knife, and tries to stab his leg, but he jumps off the bed, and kicks her onto the bed and she falls off the other side.

Someone then comes from behind Jon, and starts choking him, he throws him over his head though, and he falls to the ground. He runs over to keep him contained, but he kicks him, and when Jon rushes again, he uses his feet to lunge Jon against the mirror. His face shatters the glass, and blood is splattered on the mirror and the floor...Jon falls to the ground.

The man gets up, and pulls off his mask, as do the two girls, who are revealed as Susan and Camille.

"I knew I couldn't rely on two girls to attack someone."

"Listen, the guy was cute! I didn't want to do much..." Susan says.

"Just take him to the boss! A shame his girlfriend isn't here, but we still got the guy."

Susan and Camille stand there, in an awkward silence,

"Well, Come on, he's gonna wake up soon!"

----Meanwhile----

"That explains the two girls..."

Susan turns around and sees the hole

Jon's eyes widen, "I know them..."

...Susan gets Camille's attention, and they both run to the door, and open it...

Susan runs in, and turns around behind the door, and soon falls backwards, as Jon punches her.

She holds her nose and looks to Camille...

"Well!"

"What?"

"Get him! That b****** just punched me!"

"That's what you get for..."

She gets knocked on the back of the head by Jon, and she falls to the floor...he takes her keys and locks them inside the stone jail.

Jon turns around, looking around the hall...

"I have to warn Abby..."