"I hope you're fucking happy," Devin snapped as he and Chris stood in the hallway of the hospital. "He could have fucking died!"

"I'm sorry, Ghost," Chris said. "I really didn't expect it to go that far, especially with TJ."

"That asshole was tormenting him!!" Devin snapped, looking back in the room as Kuza sat by Matt's side as he slept, holding his hand. "What, you couldn't close a fist, knock some of his teeth loose?!"

Matt nearly went into shock in the ambulance. He was now pale and connected to a few machines, an oxygen mask over his face. Nurses gave him different kinds of medicine to help him, which made him really drowsy and sleepy.

That's when Angelo walked back to us.

"Well?" Chris asked.

"Doctor says he should be fine," Angelo said, and we sighed with relief.

"Apparently, his panic attack was severe, but we got him here just in time before it could get any worse," Angelo added.

"I'm gonna go check on him," Devin spoke, going in.

"Manson and Maria are dealing with TJ... And the Brazen victim's ex arrived. Bethany Olson was also contacted to fly in and meet with us," Angelo told Chris as they stood at the doorway of Matt's hospital room, watching as Devin and Kuza watched over him.

"I took a look at his medical records, Chris. This isn't the first time something like this has happened to him," Angelo said. "He's prone to attacks like those, and him and sister have been beaten by their drunk father a lot..."

Chris frowned. "His mother?"

"By what I'm told, died of a heroin overdose when he was 6," Angelo sighed. "Nurses here kind of knew him and Amelia since birth."

Kuza pulled Matt's hand toward his lips, kissing his knuckles as he gripped his hand.

"Matt was able to mention that he couldn't tell us about Roadkill... That he swore...." Chris said, remembering the cries he heard in that interrogation room.

Angelo looked back at the frail body of the dancer, who was sleeping off all the medication he was given.

"You think he's had contact with Roadkill?" Angelo asked.

"Well, its my only theory. Throwing up at one of the crime scene photos clearly kicked him off our suspect list," Chris said. "But he knows something... He's just afraid to admit it."

"Can't say I blame him," Angelo said. "But swear to what exactly?"

Chris sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Beats the hell out of me. I'll need to ask him, this time with Kuza or Devin, and I'm pretty sure Devin is in deep shit for zapping TJ."

"I'll talk to Manson," Angelo said.

"Go interrogate Arbour's ex, too. I'll talk with Bethany Olson when she arrives," Chris said. "I'll stay with them."

Angelo nodded and left as Chris watched Matt's little family watch over him.

~~~~

Angelo arrived to the J. Edgar Hoover building, arriving to his floor tothen hear Manson's screams from his office.

"Hey, what the hell is going on?" He asked a female agent, Agent Kylie Devyn, as she was heading to the elevator.

"What else? Manson's mouthing off on Thomas for making that kid freak out and almost die," She said. "Now, I'm the one that has to get his blood pressure medicine before he blows a fuze."

Angelo gave a 'yikes' look.

"By the way, person you wanted to talk to is in the conference room with his room mate," She said. "How's the kid?"

"He'll live, but he's definitely not our guy," Angelo said. "We do know that he might know something."

She nodded. "Yeah, we got him off the suspect list. You'll need to update Roadkill's profile a bit more after this," She said. "Agent Pitts has the file for you to later take to BAU."

"Thanks," Angelo said, and walked to the conference room, in time to see TJ walk out Manson's office.

"Well?" Angelo asked, curiously.

"Suspended until my psychologist says I'm fit to work calmly again," He sighed. "Look, I don't know what came over me. I just... I've been this far before, only to find one dead end after another. I don't want Chris to give up like me."

Angelo nodded. "He's like his father... Chris won't give up until there's justice," he said. "Trust me, he can do this."

TJ nodded. "I'm going home," TJ sighed, then rubbed the small ofhis back. "God, how many volts did that broad zap me with?"

Angelo cringed a bit on pain as TJ left and Maria walked out.

"How is he?" She asked.

"He'll live," Angelo said. "Chris stayed to watch over them."

"That's good. I need to go, I'm in charge of the incident report for Chris," Maria said.

"Okay," Angelo nodded and they both went their seperate ways.

~~~

"So, Mr. Santoro, you knew the victim for a few years, correct?" Angelo asked, looking up at the man.

He seemed a bit nervous, like he didn't want to be here, and also had a bruise on his eye and his lip was busted, too, and his cheek and head was also bruised. His friend and co-worker, Rob Dyke, was with him.

"U-Uhh yeah," He nodded. "We met almost three years ago, but we started dating like a year ago, but we broke up. You said she was murdered? How?" he asked.

Angelo nodded and looked up at him. "Yes, she was burned alive inside a trunk in the back of her car, which was then set on fire as well. The details are more gruesome, but that's all I can tell you right now," Angelo said.

"My god," Rob said as he and Matthew looked at each other in shock.

"Mister Santoro, if its alright, can you please explain where you sustained these injuries?" Angelo asked.

He got quiet and looked down. That's when his friend spoke.

"Yeah, he's a bit nervous to talk about it. Told me if he got too scared, I'd vouch for him. I know what happened," Rob spoke.

"I understand," Angelo nodded as Rob continued.

"Nicole would always mentally abuse Matt, at times even physically. He was afraid to leave her until he came to me, and we were able to get her out of his life," Rob said.

Angelo's eyes widen. "So, Miss Arbour would torment and beat you?" Angelo asked.

Domestic abuse... Sounds like someone Roadkill would go after.

Matthew pursed his lips, averting his eyes away from the BAU agent. Nonetheless, he then nodded.

"The injuries are from days ago," Rob said. "We came here since a friend of ours who moved here was getting married, and we all went out for drinks that night. Nicole found us, and wailed on Matthew," Rob said.

Angelo nodded. "And I'm guessing you were scared to say anything."

Matthew's eyes had become red from holding back tears. He sniffled and wiped his eyes a bit, being careful with his bruised eye.

"When a guy hits a girl, the girl mostly get helped, protected..... People feel bad for them," Matthew said. "But when a girl hits a guy, the guy.... He mostly gets laughed at, called a pussy or a faggot.... Nicole always made me feel like I deserve all the shit she did to me."

Angelo frowned, knowing he was sadly right about the abuse culture.

"The thing that people don't realize.... That abuse knows no gender, or age, or sexual orientation," Angelo said. "They don't know that. No matter how you word it out, or what kind, abuse is abuse."

Matthew nodded and held it together before he sniffled.

"Look, we don't know much about this.... Roadkill Horror guy, whoever he is," Rob said. "But by what we hear he sure is doing a hell of a good job getting rid of the real bad guys. I wouldn't want him behind bars, especially after getting rid of the main cause of the shit my friend went through."

Angelo sighed. "I know... But we still have a job to fulfill, and even though his intentions are in the right, he is still a murderer, and we have to stop him before it gets out of control and his next kill is someone innocent."

Matthew and Rob nodded, and the interview continued with a few more questions, soon ending.

Matthew had given an address to send the body once the investigation is over.

Now to just wait for Bethany Olson or see what Matt says.

Whichever comes first.

~~~~~~

Okay, so, the video is of Matthew talking about what Nicole did to him. Its really heartbreaking to watch, I nearly cried myself.

I also want to take a moment and say this:

If you or someone you know is being abused in anyway, shape or form, please don't stay quiet.

Say something. Don't be afraid. You have voice, and only you decide how to use it, how much power it has, what to say.

If you keep it in the shadows it'll just get worse and worse over time, and then it'll be too late.

Speak up. Don't be afraid. Someone, even if its just one person, out there does care about you, and will help you, most likely even protect you.

You're all beautiful and amazing people and I send you guys, my readers, lots of love. ❤

♡~ sapphire.