As the gunshots fire outside, Evanora with the help of Darren's sudden act of guidance, she made it indoors safely and out of harm's way. She was surprised by the quick outburst of running that she made as the gunfire broke. She truly did thought she would have died out there, but she didn't.

Evanora wasn't strong and she knew that her entire life. She has always been that weak-minded young woman. She was gullible to everything especially that night when she was taken away from her family. Now isn't the moment to cry. Evanora shook her head as she dashes through the halls with the gun that Darren spoke of. It was really hidden inside of a plant pot through the dirt. The entire time, she thought he was playing with her. I guess he wasn't like Michael after all.

Finally, Evanora spots the entrance of the basement and ran toward it. She kicks down the door with all her might and ran down the steps she slams her body against the door as she continuously bangs her knuckles. "It's me! Evanora! Janet! Please let me in! I'm here!" Evanora's voice shakes as she can hear the gunfire coming more closer. The door opens quickly nearly dropping Evanora onto the ground but Janet catches her before she does. Evanora looks at her Janet with a smile.

"I'm so glad to see that you are still alive." Janet cries as she hugs her. "Are my brothers okay?" She adds as Leon and Eric came up behind her with worried exchanges with Evanora.

"I'm not sure. Darren actually saved my life. I ran as fast as possible once he detached the handcuffs from my wrists." Evanora says as she stares back at Leon and Eric. Their faces dropped with grief as they turn around to stand beside the other Jackson family members. Evanora saw young children standing beside their mothers as they wept for their husbands' safety. Evanora looks back at Janet as her eyes filled with worry for all of her brothers.

Evanora stood beside Janet as the sound of shots from above rang across the room. Janet slams the door quietly as Janet clenches onto Evanora's hand. "I'm so happy that you are here with me, Evanora." Janet whispers softly as she closes her eyes. "The sound of gunfire terrifies me." As another pop echoes from above. The sound the children cries began.

Evanora glances around the room to see most of Michael's family all together. She felt grateful that Michael's friends allow her to stay with Janet. Janet whimpers before hugging Evanora tightly. "I just want this to stop. I just want peace and I just want my big brothers to be okay." Janet cries out. Evanora rubs Janet's back. The door swings open as Marlon stood there in complete shock.

"He... he got.. shot. Michael got shot." Marlon says as he glances up to Janet as her eyes widen. Janet stands up quickly and pulls Evanora up.

"Where is he?" Janet yells at Marlon. Tears began to pour from her eyes.

"Upstairs in the office. Darren had my back and I was able to take him to his office. He's not doing so well. Jermaine is with him right now. He's applying pressure. The doc won't be here for another hour. We're fucking screwed, this entire place is swarmed with those roaches." Marlon says before Janet runs out of the room. "Janet, no! It's too dangerous up there!" Marlon makes eye contact with Evanora. "How did you-."

"My grandmother was actually in the first world war. She was a nurse. She taught my mother basic nursing skills which my mom taught me, maybe I can help?" Evanora speaks up as Marlon nods his head.

"You can. Follow me." Marlon says as he grabs her hand and ran with her toward Michael's bedroom that was on the second floor. Evanora glances out the large window to see bodies everywhere. "The police will be coming soon, I'm pretty sure the last of those roaches are still inside meaning that we have to be quick. My sister is so stupid. She doesn't have a weapon on her and she's running around here like a chicken with her head cut off. The boys are taking care of those bodies as fast as they could. Fucking pigs." Marlon mutters as they climb up the stairs at a running pace.

"Do you guys have a first aid kit or some tools to help me?" Evanora asks as they made it to the top of the staircase.

"We should. I'm pretty sure Jermaine already brought it in the room after I left. I'll go find Janet. Please do whatever you can do to buy him some time." Marlon says before running off leaving Evanora alone. She enters Michael's bedroom to see Jermaine placing pressure on Michael's shoulder as Michael groans in pain.

"That fucking hurts!" Michael yells as he sat his head up and glares at Jermaine.

"If you stop fucking moving maybe it wouldn't now lay back down and relax! The doc should be here soon." Jermaine demands as Michael rolls his eyes and lays back down. Jermaine looks up as Evanora walks in. "We don't need you in here so, leave, don't you think that you have done enough with my family.." Jermaine grumbles. "He's fine. Everything is fine."

Michael looks over to Evanora and then looks away to look at Jermaine. "I rather have her in here than have you, Jermaine. Maybe seeing her would make the pain go away." Michael says before groaning. "I'm gonna kill that little fucker the next time I see him and Oscar."

Evanora picks up a few medical tools including a string and a sewing kit. Evanora places it on the nightstand by Michael's bed. "Jermaine, can you get me some water and a pair of gloves?"

"What do you think you are doing?" Jermaine demands.

"I'm helping him. My grandmother taught my mom some nursing skills and my mom taught me now please go do what I ask you to do." Evanora says as Michael looks from her to Jermaine as Jermaine looks at Michael before Michael nods his head as approval. Jermaine gets up from his chair to get a bowl of water from the bathroom nearby before getting a pair of gloves. Evanora grabs the nearby lamp as she aims the light toward Michael's body. Evanora reaches toward Michael's dress shirt. "Considering the circumstances, I'm gonna have to ruin your shirt.." Evanora states as Michael's eyes follow her hands as she started to undo his buttons.

"You don't have to make this so awkward just rip it off. I have twenty of these in the same color." Michael demands. "I would do it myself but I have a bullet in my shoulder." He grimaces with a smirk.

Evanora nods her head before grabbing both sides of his dress shirt and rips it all the way down. Underneath shown a few white spots. Evanora shrugs her shoulders as she knew that if she asks him a question about it, He wouldn't answer her. Evanora looks up at Michael's face as he kept his eyes closed as his chest rose and fell as he breathes softly and slowly. Her eyes wander toward his stomach as a few little abs were shown.

Jermaine enters the office and hands her the gloves and places the bowl on the nightstand. Evanora quickly puts them on afterward, She looks up to his wound before she grabs a pair of the tongs that sat on the nightstand Michael's eyes open and glances at her.

Jermaine leaves the room quickly due to being
squeamish to the sight of blood.

"This will hurt like hell. So, I'm sorry." She says as she leans over him as she squints her eyes while she digs the tool into Michael's skin where the bullet is in.

"I've had it worse so do whatever.." he grunts as the amount of pressure that is entering the hole of his skin. Evanora opens up the wound wider as she takes out a piece of the bullet out. Michael grunts in pain as he clenches his fist.

"Fuck..." he groans after a few more pieces that Evanora pulls out she places the tong into a bowl of water as she grabs the sewing kit.

"Here comes the worse part." She says as she ties the string into the hole and began to sew Michael's wound together, slowly and gently as possible. Michael's jaw tightens as he closes his eyes, Tears began to flow his eyes. "All done." She adds before grabbing a bottle of alcohol to clean off his wound. She grabs a patch from the medical kit and places it on. Michael winces as the burn intensifies.

Michael slowly sits up and glances at her. "Thank you... for stepping in. I appreciate that." Michael says as he moves his legs toward the edge of his bed. "I didn't expect you to really do that or even knew you were able to do that."

Evanora smiles as she pushes her hair behind her ear. "You're very welcome." She says before Michael smiles back before coughing and looking down.

"You can go now. I... can you ask for Jermaine to come in to help me get dressed? If he tries to refuse, tell him that he will get a bullet into his arm." Michael asks as his eyes remain low. Evanora steps away as she pulls off the gloves and places them in the bowl along. Evanora held onto the bowl with her right arm and with her left, she carries the sewing kit.

"Okay." Evanora replies before walking out of the room to see Jermaine speaking to another man. "Michael needs your help so he can get dressed. His shoulder is a bit swollen but he should be fine. I still would consider getting a professional to look over him.

"Thank you.." Jermaine says as he walks past Evanora with the man beside him. Evanora walks down the hall and into a nearby bathroom to clean off the bowl, tools and threw away the used gloves. A maid enters the room and takes the bowl, tools from her. Marlon walks past and takes a glance into the bathroom as Evanora washes her hands.

"You know.. when you are using the bathroom. The door should be closed so no creeps can look inside." Marlon says as he smiles.

"So I'm guessing you are the creep." Evanora says as she turns off the water and dries off her hands. "Don't worry about me. I'm sure that I can handle taking care of myself. I was just washing off your brother's blood from my hands. It stains, you know?"

"Are you sure because I'm sure you couldn't handle Michael treating you like shit last night during dinner." Marlon says with a chuckle. "You had our little sister protecting you which doesn't bring you good favors with Michael. He likes a woman that can stand for herself not a woman that cowers in fear. Those are my favorite types in a woman."

"If you are here to bother me, go away." Evanora scoffs as she pushes past Marlon. Marlon grabs her wrist before she can walk any further.

"Hey.. look, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to be rude. It's just ... we haven't had any 'normal' people here for a while. So this is kinda new for all of us."

"Well, not all of you are acting like how you are. Janet actually likes me and respects me as another human being. I can deal with Michael's anger toward me but you... I can't handle you." Evanora snaps back at him before pulling away. "Now if you'll excuse me... I have to go back to being a prisoner. I have rules to follow, I'm sure you as well including."

Marlon nods his head as he rubs his neck with his right hand. "Sorry..." Marlon mutters before she takes off leaving him alone as he questions himself on how that could have gone better without him being a stupid jackass.