#((look Summers a small girl and Huns massive it wouldn't take much for him to easily just smash in her skull with out me being excessive

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07 Summer Casey - Fatal Blow Meme

It was like the World went into slow motion when he witnessed his daughter being hurt. Casey stared, eyes wide and body frozen. He didn't comprehend what he just saw, but his feet moved before he could comprehend anything. He skidded to his knees, managing to catch her before she hit the floor. Casey's body was trembling as he held her, cradling her, like he once did when she was a baby...

When she was small, innocent, and with this whole life set out for her. No...no she still had a life! Casey knew it; they were Jones, they don't just give up...

"Summer darlin'," Casey spoke gently, in a comforting matter, "C'mon darlin', yer a'right...."

He spoke soothingly, to help her, and himself. He carefully lifted her, cradling her to his chest. He knew he was an idiot, but he wasn't stupid, he knew there was no fixing this. But as much as he wanted to scream and cry and hunt down the fucker that did this to his daughter...it wasn't him that mattered. It was Summer. Casey didn't want her scared.

"It's okay Dumpling...it's okay, dad's 'ere," Casey soothed, "It's okay..."

He kept his voice from wavering the best he could. He felt tears in his eyes, but he refused to let them fall.

"It's okay...it's okay..."

Casey found one solace, because he knew his ma would be there to look after her on the other side. Swallowing thickly, he pressed a kiss on her forehead, just holding her,

"Dad's got ya...it's alright...it's all gonna be okay..."

Even though, he knew things were far from okay, even though, he was losing his daughter...

| Fatal blow meme

Summer's oldest memory? She knew was of Casey her Dad. Even at such a young age she knew the sound of his deep husky voice. There was always something light about it though. Even when he got upset it was there. It's how she come to know her Dad's voice. A comfort to her since she could barely even crawl. Funny she sure whenever everyone else thought about her Dad it was always something else about him that stood out. His height, being the klutz he was, willing to go fight gang members and more with just a hockey stick, being seen as possibly insane even maybe. Not to Summer though, it was always his voice. The clam that it carried with it. For a guy that swore like it was a second language and had no clue what volume control meant. Thinking Casey's vice could be soft always was something only Summer would think when it came to her Dad. But those were always her first thoughts when it did come to Casey.

Funny in some sense that her biological sperm donor seemed to be a full opposite in just about ever way he could be. Summer knew about Hun, from stories her Dad's had told her about. Never thinking him a threat because her Dad's could always beat him. Maybe that was just some reassurance even after she learned the connection even she shared with Hun. He wasn't a threat.

Until she finally came face to face with the man. She knew she was just bait for her Dad. Year long feud between the pair but Casey didn't fall for those as much since her pop's was always with him to. It would take a lot for her Dad not to have his usual partner right beside him. Like the chance of their daughters life being at risk to lure Casey out and without the aid of the turtles. And Summer handed him that damn chance. This was all her doing all her fault, as if just being born was her crime alone. But that was how she felt and took it even to be. Made worse when her dad was thrown into the cell with her. Hun just gloating at his win and it made her hate him. Summer never hated anyone before. In her whole life. Despite everything she heard or been through herself. But Hun? the way he just tossed her Dad in as if he were no more than a discarded gum wrapper. Why put her dad through all of this if that just how he was going to deal with them?

If it weren't for her, her Dad wouldn't be in this situation. She isn't ungrateful or dumb she knew very well her Dad would do anything for her. Even do as Hun said. Come here with no back up, there was no way Pop's and and her uncles would let him though would they? Her Dad came without a word to anyone else. Because he had to for her. Was it really ever a wonder she did anything she did? The second the thought crossed her mind she followed it after all. Look who she learned these traits from. And one of them was here in this cell with her. Battered and bruised past recognition right now.

"Sorry 'bout ya movie star looks Dad, 'm sure Pop's will still think ya handsome." Summer said just grateful her dad was able to move and talk. That warmth and clam she knew his voice for was strong and in full swing. Why she was able to crack the joke she did, she truly believed everything was going to be okay. The reunion was short lived though heavy foot steps and deep taunting mockery voice and this new burning feeling in Summer only grew. Even when her Dad moved to shield her staying between her and Hun. This feeling was just taking her over like it seeped into her veins and was traveling into her heart. Everything about him she couldn't stand. Hadn't her hurt her Dad enough? going on about coming back for the second round wanting to make it worse so Summer would be there to witness it?

"Coward!" Summer finally spoke up spewing out the venom that was building up in the back of her throat. Not caring for what Casey may say to draw attention away from her. And she knew it, she knew her Dad's would do anything to keep her safe. And that just made everything going on worse for her. Moving to stand up "Acttin' 'ike some top dog but you had to use a little girl to even get my Dad here! Cause ya know he couldn't give a shit 'bout you anymore! and you Can' even make it a fair fight?" Summer mocked. Funny she was once so scared of Hun now? She saw nothing but some big joke. Though it didn't seem like Hun was taking to well to being mocked. Forcing Casey to stand saying something to Casey about teaching Summer not to run her mouth. But all his words were noting more than faint mumbling, as Summer's eyes grew large.

"Leave him alone!" Was all Summer could bring herself to do yell out as she tried to keep her grip on her Dad's arm tight, as if she could over power Hun in anyway. Summer wasn't one to give up to easy no matter, just adjusting her hold on Casey's arm holding on to him the best that she was able to do. It was all her fault all of this was simply her doing and she felt like she had to correct it. She just didn't want to see her Dad hurt anymore just for her sake of all things. She just wanted to make it up to him. For worrying him so much for being why he was forced into this whole mess. She knew her Pop's and Uncles would be here soon, he knew her Dad so well. Soon as they saw Casey was gone? they would know to come here. They just..they just had to hold out a little longer. "No!" Was all Summer could say as Hun kept trying to shake her off from Casey only growing more and more annoyed with this 'pest' as he kept calling her. And what happens to a pest?

Summer hardly felt the metal pipe slam against her skull, in fact she more felt how her grip on her Dad grew weak. Summer felt stunned at best but she manged to push the pain back. She been slammed during hockey games enough times to learn how to tough it out. Teeth grit as she found it in her to hold on to Casey again. The second she was hurt she heard her Dad. The struggle between the three of them only grew worse. Casey trying to fight off Hun for daring to land anything short of a finger aimed her way, so that hit? Was far over the line. But enough for Hun to decide he already done it once, the force of the pipe once against slam into Summer's head. This time she felt it for sure the shock from the last wearing off. At best Summer just stumbled but she held on followed her Dad's own movements as he tried to stay in between them. She knew the pair were shouting and fighting but she just couldn't let go it was the only real thought in her mind.

Another hit, and something just didn't feel right she swore for a second there she was looking at the ground and at Hun and her Dad and the same time? She squuezed her eyes shut she thought but could still see the floor? she tried to open both eyes but she could get her right eye to open now? it was like her focus was all on her left only? the whole right side of her face was in so much pain. Her mind was growing hazy as she was being shook left and right. She tried her best to focus on what was going on, She could only really see her Dad. For so reason she thought she was home, the sound of fighting was coming from the tv in the living room they must have been watching movies after one of her practices. An odd copper taste filled her mouth, must be from the overly old pot they used to cook in. There was red on her sleeve, did they eat chili or spaghetti that night? Pasta was heavy but good for carbs. She ate a lot of pasta during hockey season. It was a cheap and filling meal too though, between three big eaters. It always put her into a food coma. That must be why she felt so tried right?

"Dad" she spoke but was unheard, so she tugged on Casey's arm "Can you carry me to..bed" something smacked her again all she could hear was a ring her body grew limp and she fell heavily to the floor. Did she fall off the couch? she done it before. A lot hit her head on the coffee table once, heh scared both dad's to death. Maybe that's why her head hurt so much right now?

The whole room feel silent she just felt so tried now, practice must have been real hard. Coach only ran them ragged when he felt they were screwing around too much. Whatever they were watching must have gotten to the best scene the loud muffled sounds of yelling. A clear fight breaking out. She'll just have to watch it tomorrow must be good if neither of her dad's were telling her to go bed, she was too tried to do it anyway though. If she stayed like this long enough? one of them would pick her up and carry her to bed. Summer knew they wouldn't be able to just leave her on the floor like this. When she dose felt her self lift suddenly she notes there is no other sound going on? she'll just keep her eyes closed longer so she won't have to move on her own.

"Summer darlin',"

And there it is, that comforting tone, so full of warmth that Summer always known her Dad for. But she really dosent wanna get up she wants to stick to the act so she can be carried instead. So we'll acted she turly believes it herself.

"C'mon darlin', yer a'right...."

Did she really hit her head again? Why else would Dad be so worried. Once again she tried to open her right eye just won't she must be that tried she thinks but her left opens just fine. Unaware of the mess the right side of her face has become. The constant hits have caved it in. Where blonde roots would be seen were coated in red thick blood. Funny red was always their color, it was the color of Papa’s mask. The color Dad wore so often, a color Summer insisted was her ‘lucky’ color and there for had to always have red. And that why she would untie her papa’s mask from her sleeve and put it on to her hockey stick before a game. Summer isn’t sure why but her Dad calling her ‘Darling’ just sticks out far to much. She somehow comes to thier living room meals away and she’s right back in that cell and in so much pain.

"It's okay Dumpling...it's okay, dad's 'ere," Casey soothed, "It's okay..."

Despite that warmth and comfort Summer always felt when listening to Casey speak there something in their she hasn’t ever heard before, it’s almost like a good bye. It’s weird her Dad has told her bye before so many times why dose this hidden one? Carry such a sadness to it. Summer isn’t sure but part of her feels like even though her Dad is likely to get out from this cell and make it back home. He will be doing so by himself. She can’t even feel the feeling of his kiss on her forehead. She can’t feel anything in fact. She can’t feel that warmth that just radiates from her Dad s naturally that makes Papa and her cuddle up with him on winter nights to the skating rink as they keep hot cocoa in their hands and hr Dad, drapes the old blanket on side over each of the as they snuggle in against his sides. And papa remarks that Dad is naturally warm when ever Dad calls him a wuss because he snuck in when Dad was only trying to cover her. She wishes papa was here..not for any reason. Outside so she could tell him good bye too. She wishes she listened better to them, she thinks before letting her eye close once more.

"Dad's got ya...it's alright...it's all gonna be okay..."

It’s not though. An yet Summer finds a way to smile “I just wanna got a bed Dad, I don’ wanna walk myself.” Her act was broken but he would give in and carry her to bed like always. She was certain. Under different circumstances that is. “I’ll tell grandma hi, don’ worry.” She promises with one last breath.