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Silver Thread- Chapter 9 Part 2

Here is the grand finale of Silver Thread!

Fluffy Smutty Epilogue coming soon.

Enjoy!

TW: Graphic Violence, Mentions of rape and sexual assault, hospitals, surgeries, tears, criminals, revenge, not murder but it definitely dances on the line of being interpreted as attempted murder, some parts can be interpreted as outright torture, more tender moments, trauma, love but there's also an undertone of unhealthy codependency that sets you all up for the sad prologue of Silver Bells. I know I said I wouldn't linger on their past guys, but I think it is important to get some of the heavy stuff and foreshadowing out of the way guys. I think that's all the trigger warnings I've got guys, enjoy!

Terry’s Pov

"Love should be the silver thread that runs through all you conduct"

Terry glanced down at his watch as he wandered out of the glass conference room, he cut the meeting incredibly short at just under ten minutes. He would’ve stopped it sooner than that if he could, but Marcus Hilton had to go on and on about his idea to open an office in New York for the hundredth time. Terry knew he only wanted to do it as a means to “be in charge” of something since the old man had finally seemed to accept the fact that Terry wasn’t going anywhere and time soon. Terry’s stance on Marcus’ proposal hadn’t changed in six months, he wasn’t keen on flying back and forth from New York routinely whenever Marcus inevitably fucked something up. Never mind the thought of being away from Veda that long she wouldn’t want to go to New York in the winter and that was something Terry was okay with.

Terry ignored the slight pang he felt in his chest at the fact he was still naturally considering Veda’s opinions on trivial things at a time like this because none of it would matter if he couldn’t find her. Terry rounded a corner sharply with his need to get back to Larry growing stronger with every fast-paced step he made down the empty hallway; the sooner he got out of here the sooner he could find Veda. Terry felt his heart twinge as he thought of her vulnerable brown eyes gleaming up at him from a ditch or from some grime LA alleyway. Thinking of her every second of the day was nothing new for Terry of course but it terrified him how quickly his thoughts of her were venturing into a pit filled with both mourning and hopeless longing. He had continual intrusive thoughts about what would happen if he didn’t find her and what would happen if he did. They say the first 48 hours someone is missing are the most important and Veda had been missing nearly 8 hours already. Every passing hour lessened the odds that anyone would find her alive and well, Terry already knew what he was going to do if he never found her his life was meaningless before her and it would be even more meaningless after her. Terry couldn’t fathom what there would be for him to live for if she wasn’t by his side so if she was no longer in this world to be with him, he would simply join her wherever it was she went.

Terry gasped in surprise when the café attendant he barked at early popped out from behind a door with a hard expression on her face. Terry felt a small pang of guilt bubble in him as he remembered their short interaction merely ten minutes ago which he attributed to the fact that Veda was on his mind. Veda had been bringing out Terry’s once natural affinity for compassion and remorse for the last six months sometimes Terry found himself wishing she hadn’t. That he could put aside his overarching need to always make her happy because if he had put his Twig like tendencies on the back burner last night Veda and Margaret would’ve never wandered off alone. Terry forced a smile on his face as he and the café worker locked eyes from across the hall he saw the smallest trace of fear in her eyes, and he mildly missed the days when that sort of thing would excite him.

“I’m sorry about my tone before it’s been a rough…” Terry trailed breaking eye contact for a moment to glance down at his watch having a level of vulnerability with people outside his circle still made him feel uncomfortable. The café worker nodded flashing him a slight smile with a hint of pity swirling in her eyes as she sensed his growing discomfort at the subject matter. Terry had seen that emotion swirling in nearly every board member’s eye for the past ten minutes, he was surprised Margaret had even divulged any information to them about the events that occurred last night. Though Carl Hughes did mention the events were plastered across every local news station along with Veda’s picture, Terry knew it was necessary to find her, but he wished her picture hadn’t been broadcasted to all the ogling pervs in the area. There was no shortage of Dutch Howards in the world and if Walter Getty and the world of the California elite taught him anything it was that LA was a hub for all things unsavory, predatory, and traumatizing.

“It’s alright, sir, I understand. I’ve just came out here to look for Margaret she said she’d be back to look at this window, but she never did. Do you know where I might find her?” the woman asked, Terry had to repress a sigh as he stared back at the woman and forced himself to smile at her again though he was regretting stopping for this conversation. He could spare five more minutes to look at the window for Margaret’s sake. Terry wished she had just stayed with Milos, but he knew she’d fight him on it especially because she wanted to make sure he did in fact show up for this pointless board meeting.

“I’m sure she just got caught up with something, but I can take a look at it for you” Terry said, the woman gave him a look if surprise and uncertainty. Terry ignored the café woman’s hesitation and brushed past her gently to reopen the door she had just popped out of. Terry looked around for a moment taking in Dynatox’s empty café he hadn’t really been down here since he had it put in two years ago. His father, Bill Silver had laid into him about ‘wasting’ such a large sum of money on something he deemed unnecessary it was just another way he and Terry were very different.

“It’s just over this way Mr. Silver” the woman said stepping around him she led him through the café and stopped in the hallway just between the main dining area and the kitchens. Terry peered down at all the sharp shards of glass littering the tiled café floor and the broken lower window. Terry bent down to get a closer look at the crimson red droplets that were smeared on the white tiles and the crimson stained pieces of glass with furrowed brows. This wasn’t what he was expecting when the café woman and the custodian waved him down earlier, he had just assumed some vandal shattered a window he hadn’t anticipated that they actually broke in. Granted there wasn’t much for them to take even if Terry had leased out a few of Dynatox’s floors to some financial and banking firms as well as a few starts up companies.

“So, they broke in, huh. I’d say it’s probably just some environmentalists getting rowdy. Don’t worry too much about we’ll get someone to come fix it soon” Terry said, protesters weren’t an unusual occurrence in the toxic waste industry and Dynatox was no exception. They just came with the job though they hadn’t really had a problem with any in the last few years. Terry sighed standing back up to meet the woman’s gaze with an unreadable expression on his face hoping that his nonchalant attitude would put an end to their discussion once and for all. He was sure Larry had the car running by now and he really didn’t want to waste anymore time on trivial matters.

“I might be inclined to agree with you if there wasn’t a ton of blood smeared all over the freezer in the kitchen. How many environmentalist vandals break in to stop for a late-night snack” the woman said softly, Terry furrowed his brows for a moment before wordlessly pushed open one of the stainless-steel swinging doors that led to the kitchen. The kitchen was in disarray like the intruder was looking for something specific and the freezer door and handle were in fact smeared with a thin coat of crimson liquid. Terry let out a mildly annoyed sigh as he looked at the various trays and broken plates littering the floor.

“Well, was there anything actually missing, or did they just trash the kitchen?” Terry asked letting go of the door and turning to look at the café woman once more. She looked up at him with an almost amused glint in her eyes just an obnoxious voice started hollering Terry’s name somewhere outside of the café. Terry ignored the voice and looked at the woman expectantly he was sure it was just Larry coming to look for him since he had stayed a a full five minutes longer than they had previously discussed.

“I guess our intruder prioritizes their sweet tooth over their bleeding knees all they took was a gallon of cherry chocolate chunk ice cream” she said in a half joking manner, Terry’s eyes instantly became sad at the mention of ice cream because Veda had mentioned wanting to stop for some on their drive home last night. A drive that never came because he had been too busy maintaining social appearances and threatening Walter Getty.

“Veda loves ice cream” Terry said softly, peering back down at the broken window he couldn’t help but wonder if his sweet angel had been the one to break it after all. There were too many coincidences for this to not be a probable possibility after all what intruder breaks into a billion-dollar enterprise and only takes a gallon of ice cream. What were the odds that the intruder would take exactly what Veda had been asking him for a few hours prior to her being kidnapped. Terry forced himself to consider that the window could’ve been broken prior to last night after all Dynatox had been closed since last Thursday for the holiday. He couldn’t allow himself to get his hopes up at a time like this he had wasted too much time on Veda’s ticking clock already, He had to get going and he had to get going now. Terry opened his mouth to tell the café woman not to worry about the broken window again, but he was cut off by his name being obnoxiously hollered once again. This time he could tell the offending party had entered the café; he could hear the faint squeak of their shoes sliding against the tile floor before they hollered his name one last time.

“What” Terry snapped with a little more venomous than intended to, but he really didn’t think he could handle another distraction right now Veda’s life was depending on it, depending on him and he couldn’t fail her again. Terry let out an annoyed sigh before stepping out of the hallway and taking a few steps into the main dining area of the café he came face to face with Rob. A very breathless, sweaty, disheveled looking Rob but Rob none the less; Terry’s face softened a bit and some of his brewing annoyance dwindled as he took in Rob’s sweaty blue button-down. He wondered just how long Rob had been running around the building looking for him he had read enough of Robin Maguire’s file back in February to know he was no athlete. He spent most of his time at Northwestern University studying Philosophy and taking pictures though his dad would’ve preferred he was on a field instead of behind a camera lenses.

“Rob, have you been running around all morning” Terry said watching Rob lean against one of the café tables as he tried to get some air back in his lungs. Rob shook his head taking several deep breaths as he looked up at Terry with a flushed face and frantic looking green eyes. Terry cocked his head at him feeling a bit unsure how to respond it was clear Rob had been running around looking for him for some time, if it were any other day Terry probably wouldn’t hesitate to listen to whatever it was Rob had to say. They were sort of friends after all now.

“Is it possible you could walk and talk Rob? I really have to find Veda; you can come with Larry and I if you want” Terry said not really waiting for Rob to answer before he gripped the back of his blue button down and pulled him out of the café. Rob shook his head frantically, still gasping for breath as Terry all but dragged him out into the hallway that led to the lobby.

“No, wait” Rob protested in a hoarse voice as they rounded a corner and entered the deserted lobby Terry glanced at his watch again and picked up his pace. He had wasted a full fifteen minutes now and the LA morning traffic was going to cut into even more of Veda’s precious hours if he didn’t get a move on.

“Terry, stop!” Rob said a bit louder gripping the back of Terry’s blazer to grab his attention. Terry sighed glancing back at his to see that his face was no longer flushed, and his breathing had mostly returned to normal. Terry on the other hand was growing a bit impatient as they neared the elevators, but he did his best not to snap at Rob in the middle of the lobby. They had truly come such a long way since he fired him in front of the whole office all those weeks ago.

“Yeah, I’m listening Rob just keep walking please” Terry said softy, Rob sighed placing a hand on Terry’s shoulder in the same brotherly manner Larry had in the early hours of the morning. The action was enough to make Terry stop his determined trek towards the front doors and turn to meet Rob’s calm and respectful gaze. Rob flashed him a brief reassuring smile and reached over to click the elevator button with his free hand Terry did his best not to glare at him as he stared back at him expectantly.

“Terry, you’re not going to find Veda outside because she’s upstairs in your office curled up in a ball under your desk.” Rob said seriously, Terry’s eyes widened in disbelief as the elevator doors slid open beside them with a soft ding, Terry felt himself slowly slip into a brief phase of shock. All the events leading up to this moment replayed in his mind like a movie and Terry wasn’t sure if he should feel relieved or worried.

“What” Terry said just above a whisper, Rob gave him a weary sort of look before tugging him into the elevator and hitting the button for the 15th floor. Terry felt his stomach churn uncomfortably as the realization finally dawned on him all the drops of crimson blood on the floor and smeared across the freezer door belonged to his Veda. He had wasted all this time trying to get out of the building when she was above him the entire time probably scared half to death.

“Margaret and Zoe tried to get her to come out but all she does is scream and call for you... she’s delirious and she’s hurt really bad Terry. I’m so sorry, I tried to find you sooner and Margaret called the conference room” Rob said not taking his hand off Terry’s shoulder, Terry didn’t reply because he swore, he felt his heart shatter before it sunk into his still churning stomach. Terry took a few deep breaths, mentally trying to prepare himself for what he was about to walk into as the elevator doors slid open seemingly in slow motion, but Terry couldn’t bring himself to move. Veda had been the only thing on his mind for the past 8 hours, she was the only person he wanted to see and now here she was just a couple steps away from him. Calling out for him, begging for him even and yet Terry couldn’t move, frozen in place by a level of fear that matched the one he had felt in that cage all those years ago. Terry took another shaky breath and he forced himself to take a step out of the elevator though he really didn’t feel like he was in control of his actions. It felt more like Veda was the only thing guiding him along, the same way she had guided him back to Kennedy cottage a few nights ago. She had seen him at his worst, held him, sang to him, she shepherded him through the storm and pulled him out of the trenches of the deep dark jungles of Vietnam without hesitation, without fear. Terry recalled the words she had said to him that day in his car, her birthday, the day they cried and confessed the love they had for one another. The day she said his demons and problems weren’t enough to push her away because she loved him despite all those demons, despite all those problems just like Terry loved her despite all hers.

Terry sighed feeling a heavy weight lift off his shoulders and a sudden wave of confident determination at the memory. She took care of him and now it was time for him to take care of her, he had to take away her pain, he had to take away her hurt because she was his whole world. Terry found the will to pick up his pace and hurriedly made his way through the empty office wanting nothing more than to cradle Veda in his arms again.

“It’s okay Veda, Terry is here now” Terry heard Zoe say in a soft soothing tone as he stepped through the doorway of his office. He was met with the concerned yet relieved faces of Larry, Margaret, and Milos as they all stood huddled near his desk like they were standing guard Terry flashed them all a look of gratitude as he approached his desk. Veda let out the most vulnerable whimpers Terry had ever heard as he rounded the desk to look at her for the first time in 8 hours. She was curled up with her head in her knees shaking like a leaf, Terry’s eyes immediately settled in her left arm which was about three times it usual petite size and a bright shade of red violet.

“Veda, baby you can come out now” Terry said softly as he knelt in front of her to take in all the deep purple bruises and irritated gashes on her beautiful skin and her overly swollen deeply sad eyes. Terry ran his long fingers through her messy black curls gingerly hoping to gage her attention and soothe her at the same time. Veda let out another whimper and lifted her head up from her knees to meet his gaze with bloodshot brown doe eyes that seemed to be moving rapidly of their volition. Terry took another deep breath to maintain his calm composure even though he was seething on the inside because he could recognize a drug induced high anywhere and if Dutch had gotten that far he…

Terry felt his heart sink slightly at the mere thought of Dutch successfully getting what he wanted from his sweet girl. Terry forced himself not to think about it and turned his focus back to his cowering Veda and her big terrified brown eyes that seemed to look right through him. Terry trailed his fingers to stroke one of her bruised cheeks gently while he stared deeply into her big eyes Veda stared right back at him, but she didn’t seem to see or register whom it was she was looking at. Terry inched closer to her slowly, leaning in to place a gentle kiss on her cheek but this only seemed to frighten her more because a dissatisfied sounding squeal emitted from her trembling form.

“Terry need Terry” she said just above a whisper, Terry’s eyes softened at her for a long moment before he peeled them away to look up at everyone else. Though his mind was wandering back to the evening he and Veda shared in Kennedy Cottage on the fourth of July and the way her sweet lullaby reached out to him in the darkness while her small hands raked through his hair. Terry let his eyes settle back on Veda grasping her right hand in his gently and placed a small peek over the deep gash that was currently nestled on her delicate palm. Maybe a lullaby would have the same effect on her that it did on him or at least work long enough for him to wiggle her out from under the desk without hurting her further.

“Can you guys give us a minute” Terry said glancing up at all the watching eyes of his staff and friends with sheepish looking blue eyes. He was relieved to see everyone instantly shuffle out of his office with no more than a curious glint in their eyes.

“I’m right here baby girl” Terry cooed reaching up to free his black hair from its confines with his free hand. Veda’s brown eyes peered back at him with a newfound curiosity as Terry moved as close to her as he possibly could and brought her small hand to his dark curls with a sweet smile. Her small fingers raked through his dark curls immediately seemingly acting on instinct as she gazed up at him with her big eyes. Terry placed a soft kiss on her forehead before he let the words flow from his lips in the form of a soft melody.

“You in the moonlight with your sleepy eyes

Could you ever love a man like me?

You were right when I walked into your house

I knew I’d never want to leave

Sometimes I’m a strong one, sometimes cold and scared

And sometimes I cry.

But that time I saw you; I knew with you to light my nights

Some how I would get by

Lovers forever, face to face

My city, your mountain

Stay with me, stay

I need you to love me, I need you today”

Terry finished singing a verse and the chorus of Stevie Nick’s Leather and Lace to her softly as he trailed his thumb down her bruised cheek knowing she’d recognize anything related to Fleetwood Mac in heartbeat. Terry felt his heart flutter as he watched the way her brown eyes swirled with recognition as they gazed up at him through her thick lashes.

“Come on baby girl, it’s okay” Terry cooed beckoning her towards him with tears brimming his blue eyes he waited for her to scoot towards him a bit so he could snake an arm around her back.

“Terry, my Terry” Veda slurred letting her hand fall from his curls for a moment so she could wrap her arm around his neck and use him for a bit of leverage to pull herself out of the tight space. Terry wrapped his arm around the small of her back and guided her towards him as gently as possible.

“Hurt…hurts, Terry” she whimpered, motioning to her left arm before nuzzling her slightly clammy face into the crook of his Terry rushed to soothe her as he whispered a sting of sweet nothings in her ear. Eventually she rested her cheek against his chest to gaze up at him like she always did staring up at him with big eyes Terry gave her a reassuring smile before leaning down to place another tender kiss on her forehead.

“I know it hurts baby girl; I’m going to get you all fixed up now okay.” Terry cooed as he rose to his feet as slowly as he could, so he didn’t jolt her anymore though she was still trembling uncontrollably in his arms. Veda made a small noise of acknowledgement while Terry gingerly carried her out of his office and towards the elevators.

Terry did his best to soothe Veda the entire trek down to the car, she kept mumbling mostly indistinguishable words to him. Terry could only really make out his name and the words ‘hurt’, and ‘pain’, each utterance made his heart shatter a bit more.

“I know sweetheart, we’re going to make the pain go away I promise” Terry cooed as he slid into the Rolls Royce and sat her gently on his lap in the same fashion he always did. Veda muttered something in acknowledgement and tightened the grip she had around his neck in the form of a weak half embrace. Terry sighed tightening his hold around her waist but still being cautious not to nudge her poor little left arm in any way he could tell from the slight slope of her shoulder that her arm was no longer in its proper socket. He was amazed she was even a little coherent because dislocated shoulders were among some of the most painful injuries to endure, most people he knew said the pain made it hard to even think straight. Milos and Larry flashed him weary looks from where they stood outside of the car, but Terry could see a hint of something else flourishing in each of their eyes. It was something along the lines of rage and vengeance, but Terry was too focused on getting Veda to the hospital to ask them what was wrong.

The drive to Good Samaritan Hospital was quicker than usual because Milos insisted on driving, he shoved his Porche keys into Larry’s hand and said that if he scratched it, he’d be waiting on himself from now on. Terry sighed looking up at the Good Samaritan’s daunting looking exterior Terry had grown to hate hospitals after his years in Vietnam and tried to avoid them as best as he could by hiring his own private doctors who did in home care or had their own private facilities. If Veda wasn’t in so much pain right now, he’d consider taking her to one of his doctors, but he feared her arm wouldn’t survive another drive all he could do was pray she didn’t have any irreparable nerve damage. Veda let out another soft pained whimper as Terry shifted her slightly to get her out of the car and he did his best to be gentle the entire walk up to the front entrance of the emergency room. When he stepped through the automatic doorway, he spotted Chief Ramsey and two other officers standing near the reception desk.

“There they are” Chief Ramsey said to the nurse he’d been talking to at the front desk, the nurse whipped around to look at them as Terry walked further into the packed waiting room with a still trembling Veda clinging to him.

“Hey, someone go get us a bed, now” the nurse said sharply before walking over to look Veda over, Terry tightened his hold on Veda instinctively as the nurse surveyed Veda’s battered body and mangled arm with concerned eyes. Terry trained his eyes back on Veda fully prepared to scream at the nurse if the slightest hint of discomfort spread across his beautiful girl’s bruised face. The events surrounding him seemed to fade away as they often did when Veda was in his proximity, his focus was solely on her even as the nurse gently urged him to set her frail vulnerable form on the hospital bed. Veda let out a noise of discontentment when Terry finally adhered to the nurse’s instructions, setting her frail body on the hospital bed gingerly. Veda tried to tighten the hold she had on the back of his neck as tears immediately started to flow from her brown doe eyes. Terry shushed her gently and forced himself to flash her a reassuring smile before placing another tender kiss on her forehead.

“Shhh, it’s okay baby girl, just lay down for me. I’m not going anywhere, I promise” Terry cooed, stroking one of her cheeks with a finger before gently prying her small hand off the back of his neck. Terry grasped her small hand in his, taking a long moment to pepper it with more kiss than he could count. He was pleased to see Veda relax against the mattress though her grip on his hand increased a bit as one of the nurses started rolling her bed down one of the long hallways. Terry continued whispering reassuring words to her as the nurse led them to one of the emergency rooms and hastily drew the curtain to continue with their evaluation. Terry paid no mind to what anyone was really saying as he tried to soothe every displeased noise that fell from Veda’s quivering lips.

“I think we’ll have to sedate her, sir, is that okay? It should help her with the pain” a nurse spoke softly as she looked over at Terry with a sympathetic look in her eyes. Terry merely nodded in reply, tightening his grip on Veda’s hand as the nurse prepped her to put an IV in her arm. Terry did his best to distract her while the nurse got to work so she wouldn’t feel inclined to rip it out in her current state of confusion.

“So, you ate that whole gallon of cherry chocolate chunk ice cream didn’t you, sweetheart. I’m very impressed” Terry said trying to gauge Veda’s attention, he was relieved to see a slight blush peek out under one of her bruises a bit because it meant she at least understood his bit of teasing. The nurse gave him a grateful look as Veda relaxed her arm which allowed the IV needle to slide in with ease.

“I want ice cream, Terry” Veda slurred though it was much more distinguishable than what she had been telling him in the car. Terry smiled at her genuinely, feeling his heart flutter as he brushed some more of her messy black curls out of her face.

“I’ll get you all the ice cream in the world my sweet girl” Terry said softly, Veda gave him something almost resembling a smile, but it quickly fell from her face when a nurse shifted one of her legs. Veda jolted away from the nurse with fresh tears streaming down her face once more, Terry wiped a few of them away with his thumb before finally tearing his eyes off Veda to shoot the nurse an intense glare. The nurse’s face fell as she meet his gaze with an overwhelming amount of sadness in her eyes.

“What?” Terry said glancing back at Veda for a moment so he could run his fingers through her hair to calm her down again. The nurse didn’t respond and disappeared out of the room quickly with what looked like tears in her eyes. Terry furrowed his brows and let his eyes examine the rest of Veda’s body for the first time since he’d found her under his desk. In her coiled-up form, he seemed to have missed how torn her sheer tights were but from the angle he was at he couldn’t see what could have prompted such a reaction from the nurse. Terry let his ears tune into a pair of hushed voices coming from outside the curtain.

“The chief said the patient in room 302 is a kidnapping victim…. I just did her examination and I think we’re going to have to do a rape kit on her, but I don’t think her husband will handle it well.”

Terry looked down at Veda with a deep sadness nestled in his blue eyes and felt his heart drop to the pit of his stomach as he registered what the nurse was saying. The sedative seemed to be working because Veda was no longer trembling, her eyes looked like they were about to flutter shut for a much-needed sleep when the nurse walked back into the room with Lucille LaRusso on her heels. Lucille and Terry locked eyes from across the room and shared a heartfelt look filled with warmth though Lucille’s was more a look of motherly affection even in this heavy situation they had found themselves in. Lucille made her way across the room and placed a comforting hand one Terry’s arm.

“Hey, Terry, I just had a talk with the nurse out there and she thinks there’s a possibility that Dutch, um, took advantage of the power he held in the situation last night and assaulted Veda…sexually. They want to do a rape kit after they fix up her arm and everything, but they can only do that if Veda can consent to it. Do you think she can, I’m asking because you’ve spent the most time with her this far and I trust your judgement” Lucille said softly, placing her other hand on top of Veda’s arm and drew soothing circles on her bruised skin gently. Terry let out a breath he didn’t know he was holding and felt tears prick his eyes for the fourth time in the past 8 hours. He had considered that this was a possible outcome of the events that happened last night, but he didn’t feel equipped to accept them.

“She might answer if you ask” Terry said just above a whisper as he stared down at a droopy eyed Veda who hadn’t seemed to notice that her mom had walked into the room. The sedative seemed to be helping her with her pain, but he didn’t know if he could judge whether she was in sound enough mind to answer the onset of questioning that was sure to unfold. He didn’t know if sitting through an invasive two-to-five-hour examination was something she’d be able to handle even if her arm was fixed. Terry had seen her wake up from enough of her nightmares to know the breakdowns that followed, they had only recently started getting better and now she was most likely going to go right back to that constant state of fear he had worked so hard to get her out of. Lucille nodded, rubbing the same soothing circles she was rubbing on Veda on his arm as well. Terry felt a few tears roll down his cheeks as he let go of Veda’s small hand and stepped partly so Lucille could speak to her but also partly because he wasn’t sure how or if he could comfort her in this situation. Veda let out a soft whine and reached back out for him before she met her mother’s gaze finally registering that she wasn’t just one of the nurses.

“Mamma” Veda said, it still came out a little slurred, but she looked a lot more aware. Veda flashed Lucille a half smile before reaching out for Terry again with the saddest pair of doe eyes he had ever seen. Terry did his best to flash her a reassuring smile from where he stood still feeling like he was unequipped to help his sweet girl through this. Lucille turned to look at him for a moment before moving to the other side of the hospital bed and motioned for him to take back his original spot with a reassuring smile. Terry did so, and quickly gripped Veda’s hand in his once more though it was mostly due his overwhelming need to please Veda and not because he really wanted to. Veda relaxed her head against the pillow, looking up at him with loving brown eyes that made him feel guilty for his small moment of hesitation. Lucille placed a hand on the top of Veda’s head drawing her small bit of focus towards her for a moment. Terry felt his heartrate pick up in nervous anticipation as Lucille geared up to ask his sweet girl a question that was going to break his heart.

“Veda, my Stellina, the nurse wants to know if you’d be willing to allow them to do a rape kit on you after they fix your arm. If you want to, I promise I’ll be with you through the whole process, okay. Do you understand what I’m asking you?” Lucille asked softly, Veda nodded slowly in acknowledgement.

“Yeah but, don’t have to” Veda said softly, Terry sighed softly as he looked over at the nurse and Lucille who seemed to be trying to decide if she meant that they didn’t have to do it because it was inconvenient for them or if she just didn’t want to.

“Veda, sweetheart, they have to do it if you want them to… it will help the police with their case against… Dutch” Terry said calmly though speaking the scums name left a bad taste in his mouth. Veda’s cheeks appeared to flush, and she visibly seemed to become uncomfortable under their gaze, Terry drew a few reassuring circles on the back of her hand before placing a soft kiss on it. Veda relaxed a bit and took a deep breath like she was preparing to herself to speak more than a few slurred words her grip on Terry’s hand tightened slightly as she looked around the room before training her eyes on her mother.

“He only… he only touched me, and it hurt. He tried to do more but he didn’t…finish because I fought him, I hurt him back and the cops came…” Veda said struggling to get the words out as clearly as she wanted to, but Terry understood every syllable. Terry felt like whatever was weighing him down slowly dissipate and a few more tears slip out his blue eyes only this time they were tears of both joy and pride. Her words were enough to burn through hir overwhelming despair and felt like this might actually be something he could help her through after all. Terry swooped down to place a tender kiss on Veda’s forehead and let a genuine but deeply satisfied smile spread across his face.

“That’s my girl, you’re so brave sweetheart” he crooned placing another kiss on her bruised cheek, Veda gave him a sheepish looking smile in return. Lucille let out an audible sigh of relief and gave Veda a kiss on the top of her head before flashing Terry a teary smile.

“I should’ve known my little Stellina has always been so brave, such a fighter and so are you, Terry. I don’t know how to thank you for taking such good care of her” Lucille said with the sincerest eyes Terry had ever seen, her eyes only made the pride he was feeling in his chest swell. Terry gave her a bashful looking smile and felt his cheeks flush under her gaze though he wasn’t really sure how to respond receiving any smidge of praise from anyone except Veda was still so odd for him. So, he and Lucille shared a look that was reminiscent of the ones he had shared with Tommy and Larry mere hours ago, a look filled with deep respect, understanding, and affection.

With the new sense of calm that hung in the air the nurses thought it was a good time to finally take Veda to get an x-ray of her arm having already patched and cleaned up her other injuries. Even with this newfound, joyous, information Terry was still hesitant to let Veda be carted away from him even for a mere fifteen minutes. It broke his heart watching Veda burst into tears while two nurses teamed up to get her promise ring off her poor swollen ring finger, Terry of course kept assuring her it was okay, and he’d keep it safe for her. Things only got harder when Veda kept asking the nurse why neither he nor Lucille could come with her to get her x-rays done, her free hand kept reaching out to hold his with a tear-stained face, Terry and Lucille did their best to reassure it would be quick and she’d be back with them before she knew it. Veda eventually relented and let the nurse cart her away while she was gone Lucille all but forced Terry to eat a sandwich from a vending machine, six months ago Terry probably would’ve screamed in her face and taunted her for giving him something so... beneath him. But today he took the unsavory looking sandwich from her maternal grasp and ate it with nothing more than a strangely gratified smile on his face. Without Veda in the room to occupy his mind and thoughts his brain started reeling with endless unsavory and downright diabolical plots for revenge against one, Dutch Howard. None of the ideas his mind worked up seemed to fit such an ungodly crime, Veda was a bit vague in her summary of what happened the prior night, but Terry knew her well enough to know what she meant. His heart still ached just thinking about it, the way her sweet mouth struggled to get out the words touched and hurt made his blood boil though it was momentarily soothed by the prospect that Dutch Howard wasn’t successful in his feat. The vile spawn molested, beat, drugged, and tortured his sweet girl in the back of a car and tried his very best to violate her in the most horrific ways. Dutch Howard needed to pay and pay he would as soon as Terry was sure Veda was safe and on the road to recovery.

Terry was pulled out of his angry, vengeful internal ramblings by the nurse wheeling his Veda back into the room. Terry stood up from the chair he had been sitting on and immediately went to hold Veda’s now bandaged right hand with a soft smile on his face. Veda gave him a tired looking smile in return and nuzzled her face into his hand gently he could tell she had most likely only stopped crying when the nurse was bringing her back. Terry lightly peppered her face with kisses and whispered reassuring words of encouragement to her while Lucille readjusted her pillows to make her a bit more comfortable.

“I’m hungry” Veda said meekly, laying her head back against the pillow Lucille had just fluffed for her. Terry smiled down at her, happy to see the sedative seemed to be doing its job if she could finally focus on things other than the pain in her arm. The nurse gave them all a sympathetic smile as she finished adjusting the saline bag full of miracles as far as Terry was concerned.

“I know you are dear, but you can’t have anything to eat or drink besides water for the time being. A couple doctors will be in here shortly to go over her x-rays with all of you, hang in there, guys” the nurse said in a soft caring tone before disappearing through the pale blue curtain swiftly. Terry sighed already having a general idea of what that meant for Veda, he glanced at the slight indent in her swollen left arm with sad eyes before letting them settle on Lucille who shared his look of dismay. Veda seemed to pick up on what the two of them were thinking and let out a long sigh of her own.

The doctors came in a while later to confirm all their sinking suspicions, Veda had not only dislocated her shoulder she also had closed displaced fractures in both of her forearm bones. General treatment involved surgery that involved putting the bones back in their proper placement as well as having plates and screws put in to stabilize the bones in their healing process. Which the doctors decided was imperative, due to the amount of swelling that had already occurred in her entire arm the risk of the injury cutting off blood flow to part of her arm was too great. The events there after were a bit of a blur for Terry. His growing concern and anger for the current pregnable state of Veda’s wellbeing and his thirst for vengeance and retribution at the vile fiend who caused it to be that way muddled his thoughts and emotions in a way that made it hard for Terry to focus. Though tears pricked his eyes when he stepped out of the room so Lucille and the nurse could help Veda change out of her dirty cocktail dress and tattered tights and into a hospital gown. The curtains did nothing to muffle any of the whimpers or soft cries of discomfort that left her mouth as they tried to get the dress sleeve over her injured arm. Of course, Terry rushed back in as soon as they finished, clutched Veda’s small, bandaged hand in his, mindlessly cooed her with reassuring words and placed kisses on the various wicked, deep purple bruises that bestrewed her lovely skin. Terry tried his very best to look phlegmatic while he watched the nurse switch out the saline bag full of sedative and replace it with one filled with anesthetics to put is his angel to sleep so they could scar her skin a bit more. But underneath his calm exterior, rage and vengeance were coursing through his veins, burning through his veins like fire burns through a forest in the middle of a hot dry summer. Nearly as impossible to contain as it is to predict, it’s as likely to lend a helping hand as it is to destroy everything in its wake, and it’s as capable of being a friend to man as it is to be a foe.

“I love you” Terry said just above a whisper as he trailed a finger down the length of her bruised cheek tenderly. Veda gave him a groggy yet adorable smile as her big brown eyes struggled to stay open for a moment.

“Love you too, Romeo” Veda managed to coo back at him, she looked like she wanted to say more but the anesthetic carried his girl away from him before her sweet mouth could utter another syllable.

A nurse rolled Veda out of the room shortly after she drifted off into what Terry hoped was at least a peaceful slumber for once because she had gotten so few of those in the past few weeks. Another nurse came around to escort Terry and Lucille back to the waiting room where they found Chief Ramsey, Margaret, Zoe, and Rob lounging on a section of chairs near the front desk. Each of them looked exhausted but they immediately perked up at the sight of Terry and Lucille making their way towards them.

“Someone will be back out to take you up to her room when the surgery is over usually, we wait until a patient is already comfortable in their room before we call you up. But given the circumstances we’re going to bend the rules a bit and let you get settled in her room before she’s out of the recovery room. It’ll be a private room just as you requested sir, if everything goes well, she should be discharged sometime tomorrow” the nurse said, Terry gave her a polite thank you and urge Lucille to follow him towards his makeshift family to properly introduce her.

“Terry, you didn’t have to request for a luxury private room those cost way too much” Lucille chided him softly as they made their way through the waiting room. Terry flashed her an almost amused smile because her tone and delivery was reminiscent of Veda’s playful teasing.

“Don’t be silly Lucille, nothing costs too much when it comes to Veda’s health and well-being don’t worry about the cost, I’ll take care of it.” Terry said in a firm yet reassuring tone as they approached the rest of their group, every one of them sprang to their feet and chorused an out mix of frantic questions at the same time. Terry raised his hand, and everyone stopped talking simultaneously as they stared back at him with anxious eyes.

“First off Veda’s going to be okay, she’s got a broken forearm and a dislocated shoulder but other than that and some cuts and bruises she’ll recover. She’s in surgery right now so they can put the bones back in place and stabilize so they’ll heal properly. She was almost back to her old self when they put her under. Not sure how much she remembers though Chief Ramsey, she was able to tell us somethings for sure though” Terry said hearing resounding sighs of relief in response, Chief Ramsey nodded his head looking very much relieved himself.

“That’s great, we’re not going to question her until she’s had some time to recover anyway. Why don’t you and I step outside to talk, and you can tell me what she said, I know you’re all friends and all, but she might not…” Chief Ramsey trailed looking between Margaret, Rob, and Zoe for a moment they all looked a touch offended but made no move to object before turning their attention to Lucille. Terry nodded flashing an annoyed looking Margaret a reassuring smile before walking into a warm, golden LA afternoon a big tonal shift from the cold, depressing halls of Good Samaritan Hospital. Terry let out an almost content sigh despite his current state of inner turmoil at the feel of the warm sun washing over his exposed skin, he and the Chief stood in silence for a moment. Listening to the faint sounds of disgruntled LA drivers and the birds chirping in the nearby trees.

“She said he sexually assaulted her but that he didn’t get a chance to rape her. She said he was about to but then the cops showed up and she fought back…” Terry said cutting through the silence abruptly, his words came out sharp and venomous over the dull murmurs of car tires on pavement. He could see the Chief nod his head in acknowledgement just out of the corner of his eye and let out something resembling a soft snarl.

“Vile punk, I can’t believe we had to let that trash walk…” Chief Ramsey seethed, Terry felt the fire reignite itself and resume its burning, wrathful course within his veins at the Chief’s words. His mind went back to the looks Larry and Milos gave him when he got his poor girl into the car and how he didn’t have time to ask them what was wrong.

“You did what” Terry said harshly finally letting his crazed blue eyes land on the Chief of police, the Chief sighed with a deep look of pity in his eyes as he met Terry’s scorching gaze. Terry let out a snarl of his own as his eyes bore into the chief for a long moment.

“I’m sorry, I assumed that posh sounding man with an accent told you we had nothing to hold him on. That and, the devil spawn’s affluent trash bag of a father showed up with the best defense attorney in the state he immediately accused Officer Ewing of using ‘excessive force’ when he arrested him.” The chief scoffed, taking a brief moment to collect himself. Terry clenched his fists letting his eye survey the packed parking lot, if Veda wasn’t holed up in the hospital right now, he’d hop in the Rolls Royce with Larry and hunt the vile bastard but alas his sweet girl was holed up in the hospital. Currently being put back together and it was all because of him, Dutch fucking Howard.

“Then the damn attorney pointed out a bunch of bullshit technicalities most of which I’m pretty sure he made up and made no logical sense, felt like someone was just trying to create a fictional scenario that would force us to let him go for the sake of the plot… Anyway, we held him as long as we could for you, believe me. As soon as we get a statement from Veda and a summary of all her injuries from the hospital, we can move in on him again. okay” Chief Ramsey said having finally contained some of his brewing anger. Terry wordlessly nodded before heading back into the waiting room.

The minutes seemed to drag by at an agonizingly slow pace, Terry did his best to engage in conversations with the others to busy himself though his eyes kept glancing up at the clock perched above the reception desk. With every minute that passed the vengeful fire within him only seemed to grow stronger every agonizing second, he was aways from Veda. Terry threw his head back against the chair he was sitting on and let his eyes flutter closed for the first time in over 24 hours. It felt like he had driven out of the winding driveway of the San Ysidro ranch a lifetime ago it was hard for him to believe he had been there mere hours before the gala had started. It was even harder for him to believe he insisted on going to the gala when his sweet girl made it so obvious, she didn’t want to leave the ranch in the first place. Terry could still see the lone tear trailing down her cheek as she stared longingly at the grand olive trees and sweet lavender swaying in the summer breeze. Terry tuned back into a cluster of hushed voices off to his left, he fluttered his eyes open to see a less posh looking version of Milos talking to Margaret insistently.

“No, you may not wake him up he only fell asleep thirty minutes ago Milos. He needs rest he hasn’t slept since they left the ranch yesterday morning” Margaret scolded Milos firmly, Terry glanced at the clock above the reception desk again to see he had in fact been out for a good thirty minutes. The image of Veda crying in the car when the left the ranch just now had been both a dream and a memory of the moment Terry had subconsciously thought he made the wrong decision.

“What happens when he wakes up and finds out Larry and I had Dutch Howard gagged and restrained in the back alley and didn’t tell him, huh” Milos said sharply, Terry perked up at the mention of the only other name that had been echoing in his thoughts for hours. He sat up straight in his chair and let his eyes sweep across the faces of the group of people he called friends, his future mother-in-law, and Chief Ramsey who seemed to be pretending he didn’t hear Milos just admit he and Larry had Dutch Howard bound and gagged in an alley. The chief took a long sip of his coffee and only looked up from the newspaper he’d been reading to lock eyes with Terry. Seemingly sending him a silent look of vindictive approval before returning his gaze back to his newspaper and taking another exaggerated sip of his coffee. Margaret sighed, giving Terry a disapproving look at the fact he was even considering this right now but Terry could tell it was coming more from a realm of a concerned maternal figure rather than her not wanting him to do it. Terry couldn’t bring himself to disagree with her even with the steady fire coursing within him, part of him didn’t want to leave incase the nurse came back with news about Veda or to take them up to her private room. Terry buried his face in the palms of his hands as he tried to figure out what his next move would be. Getting his revenge had been all he had wanted from the moment he stepped out of the emergency room but now that the opportunity was being presented to him on a silver platter, he didn’t think he could take it. At least not until Veda came out of surgery, he felt a strong wave of guilt overtake at the mere thought of her finding out her hadn’t been sitting in the waiting room for her every passing second. Terry sighed, feeling a gentle hand stroke his arm in a soothing motion he could tell based on touch alone that it was Lucille.

“Terry” she said softly, Terry sighed letting his hands glide down his face a bit so he could meet her maternal gaze. He was already anticipating that she’d tell him this wasn’t a good idea and that he should have Larry and Milos let Dutch walk free and leave the rest up to the LAPD. He knew that’d be the right thing to do but he couldn’t bring himself to utter the words with the rage still surging through his body, he missed the days that this wouldn’t be such a hard decision for him to make.

“Terry it’s okay to be angry and sometimes it’s okay to want revenge. There’s no way Dutch Howard is getting out of a life sentence in prison for what he did to her he’s going to have to live with that for the rest of his life but so are you two and that’s not fair. Veda probably won’t forget what he did to her but she’s also not going to forget how much you love just because you walked out of the hospital for ten minutes while she wasn’t even awake. Especially not if she knows what you walked out for…” Lucille trailed with one of Veda’s impish glints in her eyes, Terry raised his eyebrows in surprise as he searched for a tell nestled somewhere in her maternal blue eyes. He found it quite funny no one in the room looked like they had no qualms about him bring Dutch as close to death as he had brought Veda.

“Really?” Terry said letting his eyes fall back on Lucille he was fully prepared to adhere to any request the woman regardless of whether he wanted to or not. Terry couldn’t believe he had only known Lucille LaRusso for mere weeks because she already understood him in a way neither of his parents had ever been able to. Lucille nodded her head at him slowly, the smile that spread across her face was soft but there was a fire blazing in her eyes that was reminiscent of the fire blazing in him.

“Yes, now go take care of him, for the three of us.”

Terry walked back out into the warm LA summer feeling much more focused as he peered up at the golden afternoon sun hanging high in the clearest blue sky he had ever seen. The gloomy clouds that tried to smother the sun’s warmth and dampen the sky’s calm in the early hours of the morning dissipated. In love, blue symbolizes loyalty, fidelity, protection, and security, all the things he promised to give Veda for the rest of their lives. In love, gold symbolizes the hope for a prosperous life together filled with love, beauty, and happiness, all the things Terry hoped he’d have with Veda for the rest of their lives. These were also all the things Dutch Howard tried to take from him, from Lucille, from Margaret, from Larry, from Milos, from Rob and Zoe and all the other people who had ever had the pleasure of standing in the glow of Veda’s endless starlight. Now, Dutch Howard was going to learn what trying to snuff out a light like that was going to cost. Dutch Howard was going to deal with the aftermath of Terry Silver’s catharsis because he was the reason a catharsis was needed in the first place. He tortured Veda, he scared Veda, he hurt Veda, and in doing so he lit the fire coursing through Terry’s veins.

Terry’s shoes brushed softly against the pavement as he stalked down the narrow, shaded alleyway, his blue eyes were trained on the figures at the end of it. One figure was standing tall and firm like the olive trees that line the winding driveway of San Ysidro ranch. The other was kneeling on the ground slightly hunched over with their hands bound behind their back and a black sack over their head. Terry glanced at Milos, taking in his unusually rugged appearance with calm, reflective blue eyes as they walked, in step with one another. He found himself wondering how Milos and Larry had managed to work an outfit change into their busy schedule. Gone was Milos’ signature black suit, seep blue jeans, black boots, and a black T-shirt took its place sharp, fitted, and oddly intimidating even in all its simplicity. Terry turned his gaze back towards Larry and Dutch’s bound form with a slightly sadistic smirk on his face.

“Hello Larry” Terry said in a cool even tone as he halted his stalking paces a few steps in front of Dutch’s hooded form. Larry’s lips and mustache twitched up in the form of a smirk, his grey eyes were dancing with both excitement and amusement as they stared back at Terry. Terry had grown accustomed to those dancing grey eyes whenever they were teaming up to do something unsavory and barley legal.

“Hello boss, how’s the rest of the morning’ been treatin’ you?” Larry’s deep vibrato came out smooth yet serious, Terry caught the slightly anxious double meaning behind his phrasing and let his eyes soften and flashed the older man a reassuring smile.

“It’s definitely looking up, what have you got for me here, Larry?” Terry asked coolly, glancing back down at Dutch before giving Larry a reassuring wink as means to calm the man’s remaining nerves about Veda’s wellbeing. He would be avenging the state of his sweet girl’s wellbeing and honor very, very shortly. Larry’s smirk deepened as one of his large hands reached down to yank the black sack of their captive’s wicked head roughly.

“I come bearing gifts boss, this rabid animal is Dutch Howard, but you already knew that, huh” Larry chuckled darkly, Terry’s blue eyes took in Dutch’s pathetic, disheveled appearance \with a sadistic satisfaction though his demeanor stayed as calm and stoic as the soft breeze flowing through the narrow alleyway. Dutch’s black eye was courtesy of Officer Ewing but all the angry red stun gun marks, kitten like scratches and small bruises that littered his pale skin as well as the large chunk of peroxide strands missing from the right side of his head were courtesy of Veda. Terry felt his heart swell with pride glancing up to see the same emotion swirling in both Larry and Milos’ eyes as wide smirks spread across each of their faces.

“I don’t know Larry, I don’t Dutch Howard and I have ever had the pleasure of actually meeting, have we Mr. Howard?” Terry asked in a mock cheery tone, Dutch narrowed his cold brown eyes as they met Terry’s intimidating gaze for the first time. A small smirk curled on Dutch’s lips.

“We met last night, don’t you remember, you were wearing that burgundy blazer, and your hair was pulled back in that stupid ponytail I do think the loose curls flowing in the soft breeze is more fitting look for you. I must say it makes you look as soft as you really are because if I remember correctly, we met when I was in the car with your sugar baby slut. While you and Corniel Mustard over here but your thick heads together and tried yet, failed to figure out a way to stop me. I see you guys can’t accept the fact that I won, hmm” Dutch said with a wicked glint in his eyes. Terry chuckled, finding his attempt to further ruffle his feathers amusing the kid really was dumber than a box of rocks.

“You really do think you outwitted us don’t you, I bet you thought your plan was revolutionary and really a sight to behold, huh” Terry said with an amused smirk, Dutch’s smirk faltered a bit as he stared up at him from his spot on the ground.

“Couldn’t have been too bad, huh. I got what I came for didn’t I.” Dutch said sharply, Terry didn’t miss the hint of dejection swirling in his lifeless brown eyes.

“Sure, Mr. Howard, you got what you came for, but you took the cowards’ way out. You snaked your way in and snatched up my girl when my back was turned, you didn’t even have the balls to face the person you were stealing from. In the military we wouldn’t call that victory, you didn’t face the enemy, you didn’t look your opponent in the eye, you held knife to a vulnerable girl’s neck and walked out a door. Wow, so brave” Terry said coolly, Dutch scoffed letting out a humorless laugh.

“You’re ex-military, and yet you couldn’t stop a kid fresh out of high school. You sent your geriatric Texan grandpa and ‘Devil may care’ butler to come fetch me and I’m the coward? Alright Miami Vice”

Terry sighed lethargically as he shrugged off his pale tan blazer revealing his pale blue form fitting short sleeve polo before handing his blazer to a leering Milos. Terry looked down at Dutch with intense eyes, purposely flexing his biceps.

“I didn’t have them fetch you, Mr. Howard. I was busy taking care of my girl, you know the one you beat and tried to violate in the back of a car last night. Remember her, I’m betting you do by the looks of your hair and the red marks all over your body. They look a lot like stun gun marks don’t they Larry?” Terry asked mockingly, silently enjoying the look of embarrassment that flicked across Dutch’s bruised face.

“They sure do, don’t they Milos” Larry said with another dark chuckle, Milos nodded with a slight smirk on his face.

“Yes, they do, and something tells me she did that all with one arm, sir.” Milos said. Terry took Dutch’s silence as confirmation and felt his heart swell with pride once more.

“That’s my girl, that’s my Veda and I don’t take people hurting her lightly, Mr. Howard. For some reason that I can’t fathom you have been the source of her pain since the day I’ve met her. Now I’m sure you’re aware you’re getting a life sentence for what you did to her, but you see Mr. Howard, that’s not enough for me.” Terry hissed, swooping down sharp and fast until he was but an inch from Dutch Howard’s wicked face. He heard Dutch’s breath hitch in his throat for a moment as they met Terr’s menacing gaze. The fear swirling in Dutch’s brown eyes reignited the excitement Terry had thought he had lost mere hours ago. The air grew tense and heavy as Dutch tried to lean away from him, his breaths came out in ragged bursts of air as he contemplated what to do or say before his hallow eyes turned cold.

“Veda deserved everything she got, you know, I was so close to burying myself in that plump ass of hers but then that greying asshole of a cop showed up. And you know what that’s okay because I got to break that pretty-”

The harsh sound of skin on skin and the eerie crack of crushing bone ripped through the balmy summer air before Dutch Howard could finish his sentence. The blow sent Dutch flying back onto the rough pavement, he hisses, unable to clutch his nose with his hands still bound behind his back. Terry straightens himself out, his face is still calm and stoic, save for a satisfied smirk but his blue eyes are blazing with excitement as they watch the thick crimson flow from his nostrils like a waterfall.

“Larry, will you please help Mr. Howard up” Terry said, Larry nods and hoists Dutch off the ground and forcing him to his feet roughly with his grey eyes still dancing. Dutch lets out a low snarl as his hallow brown eyes meet Terry’s lively blue eyes once more, the faint sound of birds chirping fills the small silence that falls between the four men huddled together in the still alleyway. Terry’s eyes are daring Dutch to say something, to say anything and Dutch Howard for once looks utterly speechless the fear still swirling in his hallow eyes tells Terry everything he needs to know.

“What Mr. Howard, cat got your tongue or are you only capable of utilizing your flagrant vitriol and unfettered violence when your opponent is more vulnerable than you are, hmm. You violate and beat defenseless woman to make yourself feel strong, to make you feel like a real man, don’t you” Terry said tauntingly letting out a dark chuckle of his own when that trace of dejections muddles with the fear swirling in the pair of lifeless eyes before him. Dutch lets out another animalistic sounding snarl finally trying to wiggle his hands free from their justified bondage. His wild brown eyes take on the traits of a cornered animal ready to fight as they leer up at the calculated blue ones before him.

“And you think you’re a real man, untie my hands and let’s see who the real man is then, huh.” Dutch said sharply, Terry chuckled again in amusement before letting his calm stoic mask slip just a bit as he took an intimidating step forward. Dutch instinctively takes a step back prompting Larry to give him a hard shove back into his original position with a smirk on his face.

“Easy son wouldn’t want you to fall down again now would we at least not when the boss has a lesson to teach you” Larry goaded fixing the collar of the blood-stained white button-down Dutch Howard was wearing with an amused glint in his grey eyes. Dutch glared back at the older man with blood still pouring from his battered nose before turning his angry gaze back to Terry.

“A lesson huh, why don’t you get on with it so I can beat that pretty boy face of yours so bad Veda won’t even recognize you” he sneered, Terry tsked him letting a mocking smirk play across his lips as he stared down at him as he pulled his wild black curls back into their signature confine.

“Patience is a virtue Mr. Howard, you see, I can’t afford to rush this lesson because I really want it to sink in for you I want you to hurt, I want you to hurt ten times worse than you made my sweet Veda hurt, and I want you to think of this pretty boy face of mine everyday you’re sitting in your prison cell wondering where your life went wrong.” Terry said in a dark eerie tone before letting his eyes fall upon Larry and Milos who both had a trace amount of violent yearning in their eyes as they leered at Dutch Howard.

“Well, it would seem I’m not the only one who wants their face to haunt you for the rest of forever Mr. Howard. Larry, Milos would you like to take your shots before Mr. Howard’s lesson begins.”

Much to Terry’s delighted surprise, Milos’ fist is the first to whip through the balmy air with a force great enough to send Dutch Howard’s body flying back onto the pavement with a thud. Terry lets out a content sigh and throws his head back to gaze up at the clear blue sky listening to the sound of closed fists and chirping songbirds much like one listens to an orchestra play a divine symphony. The ebbs, flows, and grand crescendo slowly die down and Terry lets his eyes settle back on Dutch Howard’s bruised form with an ominous sort of cheer nestled in his blue orbs. Dutch lets out another animalistic snarl as Larry pulls him back up and onto the soles of his feet with new bruises already forming on his pale skin.

“You’re doing all this to defend some piece of Jersey trash, you take the role of the sweet, virginal maiden away from her and that’s all she is. She knows that too that’s the real reason she won’t put out” Dutch sneered, Terry chuckled under his breath it was clear Veda’s stun gun attack bruised his frail little ego and Terry couldn’t remember feeling this proud of anyone in his entire life.

“I think you and I both know who the real piece of trash is here I know it, you know it, but most importantly Veda knows it and that’s what you’re really upset about isn’t it. Veda knows you’re not worth putting out for and deep down you know that too” Terry goaded relishing in the way Dutch’s vile black orbs glazed over like he was going to cry. Terry hadn’t planned on earning the pleasure of seeing such a pathetic display so early on Veda wasn’t even out of surgery and Dutch was on the verge of blubbering like a baby.

“Oh no, you called me trash whatever will I do, is using my words against me part of the lesson soldier?” Dutch snapped blinking his eyes rapidly, seemingly trying to prevent Terry from noticing the pathetic tears that had brimmed his eyes. It would appear Dutch Howard was all talk and no bite. Terry looked down at Dutch Howard with a sinister smirk on his face and excited butterflies in his stomach, he always knew revenge was sweet but avenging his sweet girl somehow surpassed it all.

“No, your lesson is that actions have consequences, Mr. Howard, and your consequence for hurting my Vedais facing me the way you should’ve faced me last night. Larry will you kindly untie Mr. Howard’s hands.” Terry said taking a few steps away from his target so he could relish in his obvious fear just a bit longer, he watched Larry free Dutch Howard from his bondage. He felt the fire within his veins reignite itself as Dutch took a back stance, a Kokutsu dachi stance. Terry could recognize a stance like that anywhere he lived and breathed karate and hand to hand combat in the depths of the Vietnam jungle with his friend John Kreese. Coming back home a changed man with emotional baggage didn’t change the fact that karate had very much become a part of him and John alike. They made a pact some time ago that after Terry had gotten Dynatox stable he’d come join John in their feat to bring Cobra Kai karate to the Valley. Terry looked back at a brooding Dutch Howard with amusement swirling in his eyes.

“You served in ‘nam, big deal, I know they send you off with little to no training in unarmed combat and that war ended ten years ago in case you forgot. I’m assuming that was the last time you’ve been in a fight this should be easy work for me. So, let’s go soldier boy” Dutch sneered lurching forward, Terry chuckled swiftly blocking his amateur level front lunch punch.

“Ah, so you know Cobra Kai karate, now I know my buddy John Kreese had to have gotten on you about telegraphing your punches” Terry’s first rips through the air and connects violently with Dutch’s rib cage effectively knocking the wind out of his lungs. Dutch lets out a long, labored wheeze stumbling out of his stance in both surprise and pain.

“The world is full of strange coincidences Mr. Howard” Terry said, a foot connects with the back of Dutch’s leg and topples him to the ground with a thud and a pathetic sounding yelp.

“How is it that the worthless piece of trash that’s been haunting my sweet girl just happens to train at the very dojo that I cofounded and funded” the sound of skin hitting skin seems to echo with every word Terry sneers and every blow Dutch fails to block.

“How is it that you just happened to piss off the only other person in the Valley that knows Cobra Kai Karate, Mr. Howard. It would appear I’m the only one who did my research before picking a fight, hmm” Terry taunted watching Dutch fall to the ground pathetically for about the millionth time. Dutch glared up at him with menacing eyes from his spot on the ground with crimson trickling out of the side of his mouth.

“This is what you call victory, huh, stand up Mr. Howard the lessons not over yet, the real pain hasn’t even begun” Terry tsked mockingly, Dutch let out an animalistic growl lunging at Terry once more in an angry sort of song and dance of punches and blocks until Terry lands a lethal blow to Dutch’s chest. Terry watched the tears pour from his opponent’s hallow brown eyes before he doubled over on the ground, a mere taste of the quicksilver methods.

“Stop, please stop” Dutch wheezes clutching his pummeled rib cage breathlessly, Terry cackles sending a sharp stomp kick to his back before yanking him off the ground and pinning him against the outside wall of Good Samaritan Hospital.

“What’s that, you want me to stop but why Mr. Howard. Did you stop when my Veda asked you to stop touching her, huh, did you stop when she said you were hurting her?!” Terry snarled; Dutch pursed his swollen lip seemingly trying to decide if running his vile mouth again would be worth it. Terry wanted him to do it just one more time so he could justify dragging this pathetic excuse of a fight out just a little longer.

“Why would I, no mercy, remember. Did you really think I was about to show that little bitch even an ounce of it. No, in fact, I relished in those tears every time I battered that pretty little face of hers, assaulted her tight heat, and strangled that pretty little neck but I think my favorite part was pushing her down that flight of stairs” Terry saw red and his actions there after were a bit of a blur though he remembered his fists connecting with the Good Samaritan’s concrete walls more than a few times. And the glorious sound of Dutch’s arm snapping like a tree branch as well as the onset of agonized screeches that followed though he really wished he had a flight of concrete steps to shove him down. The mere thought of his helpless Veda flying of a flight of steps and connecting with the concrete while Dutch Howard leered down at her frail form still made his blood boil. At least for now Terry could relish in the roles being reversed through part of him wished Veda could see it because maybe it would squander the onset of the screaming nightmares Terry would have to pull her out of. Though the gratifying picture before him right now would make it worth it because everything and anything that involved wrapping his arms around her was worth the world.

Terry pants softly, leering down at a whimpering Dutch trying to decide if there was anything else he could to the pig for daring to recount the details of the assault he inflicted on his sweet girl. He sees Milos take a step towards them out of the corner of his eye just as the summer sun illuminates their shadowy alleyway Milos odd demeanor is enough to pull his blue eyes off Dutch Howard for the first time in minutes. Terry peers over at Milos with a growing curiosity watching as one of his hands pulls something iridescent out of his dark blue jeans pocket with an unreadable expression on his face.

“No, Milos” Larry’s deep Texan drawl drones over the chirping songbirds and Dutch’s feeble sobs and whimpers from the cool pavement. His tone is firm, and his grey eyes are serious as his tall frame stalks towards Milos’ still form almost cautiously.

“What do you have there, Milos?” Terry asked, straightening himself out and making a few paces towards the two men to peer down at the object Milos is clutching in his hand up close. Larry places a hand on Terry’s chest stopping him in his tracks and giving him a disapproving look that had Terry quite nearly letting out a defeated sigh. He hated it when Larry looked at him like that even with his vigilante history, he still had to be the authoritative voice of reason. He had accepted the fact that Larry was a walking contradiction long ago, but he was still allowed to be annoyed by it.

“It’s the blade this animal used on Veda, sir, thought maybe you’d like to use it” Milos said nonchalantly, clicking the button on the iridescent hilt to reveal a long silver blade that made Terry’s blood boil. His blue eyes darted back to Dutch’s permanent spot on the pavement and found himself pondering the idea, what harm could a little extra torture really do and it only seemed fair considering the fact he used on Veda.

“Now you might want to rethink that boss, the chief said you could rough him up and you’ve done that, alright. The kids never the outside of a prison cell again, he’s made his bed, don’t make yours. Think about Veda” Larry said firmly, Terry sighed resisting the urge to roll his eyes he slipped the blade out of Milos’ hand and stared at it for a long moment. Seeing the trace amounts of Veda’s dried blood on the blade made his heart twinge but he ultimately closed the blade and stuffed it in his pocket.

“This is evidence Milos we have to give it to Chief Ramsey but um you can take another swing at the heap on the ground if you want. I think he’s finally stopped crying and I don’t like it” Terry said in an attempt to lighten the tension that hung in the balmy air, Milos rolled his eyes.

“You’re such a buzzkill Lawrence” Milos grumbled, practically stomping his way back to the hospital entrance like a disgruntled child with a slight pout on his face. Terry repressed a chuckle as he watched Larry roll his grey eyes though there was a hint of amusement nestled in them.

“Oh, I’m sorry speed racer the next time you want to contemplate attempted murder I promise I won’t stand in your way. How you gonna drive that little Porche in prison, huh” Larry goaded, chuckling at the two middle fingers Milos threw up in response before disappearing out of the alleyway.

“Remind me to never let him wear jeans again” Larry joked bending down to take a good look at Terry’s handy work on a still blubbering Dutch Howard. “You brought this on yourself you know son, did you at least learn something today maybe prison will be good for you. I think you need some structure in your life” Larry said prompting Dutch to let out a long groan.

Terry ignored the faint sting of his bruised knuckles and brushed back some of his black curls that had managed to free themselves from their confines during his act of romantic vengeance. He took a few paces forward to leer down at Dutch’s beaten body one last time. Terry’s catharsis had left him feeling quite serene but also yearning for his sweet Veda. She should be heading to the recovery room right about now and he had every hope of being the first face she saw when she finally opened those pretty doe eyes.

“You go on ahead and see her if you can. I’ll make sure this dirtbag finds his way to Chief Ramsey’s squad car in one piece or most of a piece anyway. Sorry, I had to be your buzzkill boss, but you can’t be with Veda if you’re behind bars” Larry said placing a brotherly hand on Terry’s shoulder reminiscent of the one he placed on his hand in the car in just this morning though it felt like a lifetime ago now.

“I know Larry you did the right thing being the voice of reason and all, I’m not upset so don’t worry about it, alright. Thank you for doing this for me, you know I think of you as more of a friend then an employee and I really appreciate you always being there for me.” Terry said honestly, Larry pulled him in for a brief hug with a warm smile on his face.

Veda’s Pov

“I know that buddy, now get on in there.”

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Veda woke up to the faint sound of something beeping and soft yet heavy breathing, she wonders if she had perhaps fallen asleep the couch in the living room again and that the beeping was just Milos making a pot of coffee for them. Usually when she drifted off on the couch Terry would just carry her off to bed but sometimes, he’d grab a blanket and cuddle up right beside her. Veda groaned softly not really wanting to get out of bed, but her bladder seemed to have other plans. She fluttered her eyes open expecting to see the sun streaming in through the Ennis House windows but instead her eyes adjust to see a large unfamiliar room. Veda furrowed her brows letting her eyes sweep around the hoards of flower filed vases in the slightly dim room for a long moment. The beeping sound caught her attention once more and she turned her head to the right to see a heart monitor finding that the slightly twisted wires and the blood pressure cup were secured to her right arm. It finally occurs to her that she’s in the hospital though she’s not sure how she failed to notice her whole body was sore and achy until now. Her mind wanders back to the gala and some of the events there after. Her eyes dart toward her left arm as a movie like reel dances across her mind to reveal how she had landed herself in a brace, a sling, and the hospital all together.

“Dutch” Veda grumbled under her breath. Finding it strange she can remember just about everything up until she got here, though some parts are still a little fuzzy namely how she ended up under Terry’s desk at Dynatox. Veda forced herself to sit up sharply, her eyes frantically searched for Terry in her hospital room though she immediately regretted sitting up so fast partly because it hurt and partly because she launched Terry’s head into her lap. Veda looked down to see Terry’s head now propped in an uncomfortable looking position on her thigh, silently cursing herself for not noticing he had his head perched upon her chest. He still looked quite peaceful even in his awkward position against her leg, Veda sighed nibbling on her lip as she tried to shift his head off of her lap so she could scurry away to the bathroom without having to wake him up. Though she wasn’t sure exactly how she was going to manage doing so with one arm that was functioning but also sore from her the dark events that transpired the night before.

Veda gently removed her right leg from underneath Terry’s head and gingerly placed it in a more comfortable looking position against the plush mattress before attempting to clammer out of the bed quietly. Veda inched her way to the left side of the bed finding she needed a bit more time than usual because she felt increasingly dizzy and nauseous with every move she made. Veda yelped in surprised as the monitor that clung to her right arm yanked her back sharply, before disconnecting from her pressure cup and falling on the ground behind Terry’s chair with a loud crash and sharp incessant beeping. Without the monitor anchoring her to the bed she found herself tumbling off the mattress and onto the cold, hard tile of the hospital floor with a decently painful bang and a soft cry. Veda sighed in defeat as she heard Terry begin to stir from his spot on the edge of the mattress and scramble to his feet, the exact thing she was trying to avoid. Veda could see his towering figure from her spot on the floor and immediately felt an overwhelming wave of guilt wash over her when his drowsy, concerned blue eyes settled on her. Veda let out another sigh as she watched Terry round the bed quickly, she felt incredibly annoyed with herself for not remembering she had a giant machine attached to her arm. It would seem her brain was a lot fuzzier than she initially thought.

“Oh Veda, sweetheart, are you okay” Terry asked in a frantic tone, crouching down in front of her to look her over with gentle hands. Though Veda wasn’t sure how he could even tell if she had any new wounds at all, nearly all her skin was either gashed or bruised and she could only imagine what her face looked like right now given how many times Dutch struck her.

“I’m sorry, I have to go to the bathroom, but I didn’t want to wake you…” Veda trailed peeling her eyes off of him to stare down at her battered knees because seeing him fret over her like this made her heart twinge. Terry shushed her, placing one of his long fingers under her chin, gently urging her to look at him. Veda stared up at him through her lashes sheepishly because she recognized the look in his eyes even in the dim lighting.

“Veda, baby, you don’t have to be sorry for waking me up ever, most especially not when you’re hurt in a hospital bed and need help, sweetheart” he cooed huskily, reaching up to stroke her cheek even more gently than he usually did which Veda didn’t think was possible. She felt her heart flutter with each gentle pass his thumb made over her bruised cheek as he gazed at her with loving eyes. She smiled at him softly through the dim yellow lighting, reaching over to run her fingers through his unusually messy black curls as best as she could with her hand bandaged. They stayed like that for a long moment managing to somehow have one of their silent conversations even with the monitors shrill beeps echoing through the room. Veda had been in a hospital room a total of two times in her life, once when she had appendicitis and the other when Daniel fell off his bike and broke his arm. Neither of the rooms had been quite as lavish as this one and she couldn’t bring herself to think about how big the bill for such a room was going to be like at the moment.

“I know, I think I overestimated my ability to do it by myself…” Veda said softly finally remembering some of the gaps that were missing after they left Dynatox. “I forgot I had surgery…” Veda said sheepishly with rosy cheeks, Terry chuckled and placed a quick kiss on her forehead and helped her stand making sure she was bearing most of her weight on him because her legs seemed to still be unsteady.

“That’s alright, sweetheart, being confused after a procedure is totally normal but you’ve come a long way since they first brought you in here. You really were saying the darndest things, baby girl” Terry said with a cheery smile, Veda rolled her eyes playfully as looped her right arm through Terry’s and let him guide her towards the bathroom.

“Do I even want to know what I said” Veda giggled nuzzling her face into the side of his arm as Terry pushed open the door and walked her into the spacious bathroom. Terry chuckled, leaning down to give her a sweet kiss on the top of her hair with a dreamy type of smile on his face. His blue eyes are bright, playful, and loving the way they always seemed to be when she was around.

“You were mostly emotional but in an adorable, endearing sort of way you mostly cried over silly things like the gallon of ice cream you threw up last night and the fact you couldn’t remember our wedding, that was all Zoe’s doing. She told you I was your husband while I was in the bathroom, and it sent you into the cutest little awkward frenzy. Your mom got the whole thing on video” Terry chuckled, Veda felt her cheeks tint again and giggled under her breath as she shook her head.

“Well, crying over wasting a perfectly good gallon of ice cream is valid, I’m only human after all. But our dear Zoe is defiantly getting an earful from me tomorrow” Veda said with a pout on her face. “Where is everyone anyway?” Veda said letting Terry sit her down on the toilet.

“I told everyone it was okay for them to go home and rest after you dozed off, but they should all be back in an hour or so to have dinner with us. You were also ranting about pasta for a bit there” Terry said teasingly, Veda giggled but gave Terry an awkward sort of smile as she looked up at him through her lashes. For all the times they had seen each other naked there were still some things she was much too shy to do in front of him and using the bathroom was one of them. Terry looked down at her with an amused sort of glint in his eyes and a knowing smile, but Veda could tell he was gearing up to tease her about it.

“Veda, it’s a normal bodily function you know, everyone…”

“Terry, get out pleasseeee” Veda whined, Terry chuckled under his breath and threw his hands up in mock surrender before walking out of the bathroom. Veda could still hear him laughing to himself before he popped his head back in to say something else.

“Alright, but don’t get up by yourself call me when you’re done” Terry chided in a firm, but teasing tone Veda rolled her eyes to herself motioning for him to get out again with a pout on her face. Terry chuckled again, finally closing the door to leave her to her own devices for a moment but Veda had a feeling he was still right outside and even that was making her anxious for some reason.

“Please don’t stand by the door…” Veda said timidly, as she listened to Terry move about the room, she wasn’t sure why this had to be where she was drawing an invisible boundary in their relationship. She loved and trusted Terry more than anyone else in the world, save for her mother of course, but perhaps the events of last night brought back some of her insecure tendencies and the fear that she might lose him someday.

“Baby girl, I promise I’m not by the door” Terry called back to her in a soothing, reassuring tone that had her nerves melting away almost instantly. He always seemed to be able to read her mind even when she felt like they were worlds apart and that was something Veda never wanted to change…. (I’m sooooo sorry)

“Okay, I’m ready” Veda called out after she heard Terry fix the up the mess she had made of the monitor in the room. Terry came rushing in shortly after with a reassuring smile on his face, he quickly helped her up and peppered her face with reassuring kisses and cooed affections in her ear while he helped her wash her bandaged hand as best as they could. Veda kept her head turned to the side with her eyes trained on his face wondering if there’d ever be a day where she grew tired of looking at him, listening to him, loving him. All three options seemed equally unlikely to her, impossible even. Veda smiled up at Terry with loving eyes and leaned in to place a kiss on his cheek before wrapping her right arm around the back of his neck and batting her eyelashes at him innocently. Terry chuckled with an amused glint in his sparkling eyes as he lifted her feet off the ground and carried her back into the room which was brighter than it was when she left it. The curtains were now open, and Veda took a moment to marvel at all the vases of flowers that filled the room as Terry tried set her back onto the bed gently.

“No, I want you to sit with me” Veda pouted up at him cutely, Terry smiled down at her with bright eyes for what felt like an eternity before taking a seat on the bed and helping her find a comfortable position on his lap. Veda smiled at him with a triumphant sort of glint in her eyes gripping one of his hands she raised it to her lips to place a tender kiss on it. Terry smiled down at her sweetly though his hand tensed slightly when her fingernail grazed one of his knuckles. Veda glanced at his hand taking in the cuts and bruises on his knuckles with a soft gasp of concern.

“You’re hurt what happened my love, are you okay?” Veda asked, finding that his other hand was in the same battered condition. Terry flashed her a reassuring smile as he let one of his hands play with the ends of her still messy hair.

“I said I’d take care of anyone who ever laid a hand on you, baby girl and I meant it. No ones ever going to hurt you like this again, I promise” Terry said in a soft serious tone, Veda nodded in acknowledgement though she already had no doubts he meant those words he said to her nineteenth birthday. She felt the sincerity of his words every time he looked at her, every time he held her, and every time he kissed her.

“I know you meant that, my love. Thank you” Veda said, leaning in to capture him in a passionate kiss that made her heart practically sing and tears of joy escape the corners of her eyes. Terry kissed her back with such a heartfelt adoration and devotion Veda felt like she might burst and that feeling never wavered. Not even when they pulled apart for air and rested their foreheads together as they gazed deeply into each other’s eyes. It surrounded them, it coursed through their veins, and it connected them regardless of time or circumstance. It tied their hearts together with a single thread of silver.

“…But are you okay…”

“I am, now that I’ve got you, my sweet girl.”

“…. Are you?”

“I am, now that I have you, my love.”

#thomas ian griffith #terry silver #terry silver x oc #fluff #terrysilverxoc #kk3 #daniel larusso

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KarateKels Story Masterlist

Hi everyone! I’ve decided to (finally) get my act together and make a masterlist post for all the requests/stories I’ve done so far. I’m going first by character, then adding Dark Desires October and TIGmas posts for if you’re looking for a ~vibe~. Links that have a * indicate the presence of smut, for if you just want to get to the good stuff! 😉

(I'll be going through these posts and updating them slowly when I can't bring myself to write, so if you see anything that needs fixing or you want to suggest ways to make this... less of a clusterfuck, please feel free to let me know!)

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Currently Writing:

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1. Cold Outside (a Jack Blaylock x Reader fic for TIGmas #12 - sorry for taking FOREVER, @babylonianqueenie; I'm really struggling to make this good!)

2. Solar Flare (a Jan Valek x OC fic)

Note: I am taking requests, but seeing that some of them are around a year old at this point, note that it may be awhile! I'm not planning on starting any of my own projects or theme-months until I clear out most of what I have, and thank you all for your patience!

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Terry Silver:

(KK3 Terry x Reader) Reader is the older sister of Jessica Andrews and has taken it upon herself to make sure young Daniel LaRusso stays safe after Jessica returns to Ohio. This includes accompanying him to seek out the training offered by Sensei Terry Silver and learning a few moves yourself from the handsome older man. When his true intentions are discovered, you completely cut him off, but he isn’t willing to let you go so easily. (Reader is in her 20s)

Chef’s Kiss: Part 1 | Part 2*

(KK3 Terry x Reader) Reader is dragged to a charity event by her parents where she meets Terry Silver. They discover that they have a mutual acquaintance, Daniel LaRusso, and Reader joins Danny at the dojo as she grows closer to Terry. Wanting to surprise him one day, she catches Terry relishing Daniel’s torture – now Terry has to make her see reason. (Reader is in her 20s)

Deluge: Part 1

(KK3 Terry x Reader) You get stranded in the rain trying to make your way to Terry’s place for Valentine’s Day, but Terry comes to your rescue, professing his love for you and taking you to his home where you belong.

An Honest Man: Part 1 | Part 2* | To be continued…

(KK3 Terry x Reader) You meet Terry at a party and aren’t impressed by his smarmy exterior, making him determined to win you over. Colluding with your easily wooed coworker, he talks you into a date and slowly seduces his way past your timid, untrusting nature.

Payment Plan: Part 1*

(KK3 Terry x Reader) Reader sees Terry training in the Cobra Kai dojo while on her way to work and develops a crush on him. They finally meet face-to-face and Terry invites her inside for a free lesson.

Bath Toy: Part 1*

(KK3 Terry x Reader) Terry takes a business call while playing with you in the bath but is interrupted by you not being able to keep quiet. To make up for the inconvenience, you let him use you underwater while he goes about his business.

Cat & Mouse: Part 1*

(KK3 Terry x Reader) Reader is a rising star at Dynatox and has caught the eye of the boss himself. Despite being the Terry Silver, however, you adamantly reject his advances, forcing him to take more drastic measures to help you see reason. The two of you engage in a game of cat and mouse that culminates the night of a gala celebrating Dynatox’s successes.

Discipline Training: Part 1* | Part 2* | To be continued…

(KK3 Terry x Reader) Terry comes home early from a work trip and catches you touching yourself without his permission. He decides to punish train you in the third 'D': Discipline.

All's Fair: Part 1 | Part 2* | Part 3*

(KK3 Terry x Reader) Reader has been dating Terry for awhile, and he's been patient. When she surprises him with a date at their local funfair, he thinks she'll be willing to finally make their relationship physical. At the top of the ferris wheel, he makes his move. Dubcon.

Unjust Reward:Part 1 | Part 2*

(KK3 Terry x Reader) Daniel warns Reader that Terry is nothing but trouble, and she tries to avoid him, but when she's being chased by a group of men she turns to Terry's dojo for help. He swoops in to save the day, but it turns out he was just saving her for himself. Non-con.

Clear as Mud: Part 1*

(KK3 Terry x Reader) You’ve tried to get Terry to open up about his time in Vietnam on more than one occasion, and while he’s been doing his best to help you understand, he ultimately decides that the best way to help you is to put you through something similar, hunting you in the middle of a forest at sunset.

What You Do To Me: Part 1*

(KK3 Terry x Reader) You and Terry have been together for quite awhile now and he is crazy about you. Before he can tell you that he loves you, he decides to test your loyalty by seeing how you respond to another man trying to seduce you at a gala. Once you pass his test with flying colours, he sneaks away with you to confess his love, and shows you just what it’s like to have his full devotion…

Turtle Doves: Part 1 | Part 2

(KK3 Cobra Husbands - Terry/Reader/John) It’s your first Christmas spent with both Terry and John, and everyone is nervous about what to give the others. While you’re confident in Terry’s (often overwhelming) love for both you and John, as well as your own feelings for both men, you’re still unsure of John’s feelings for you with the spirit of Betsy still a looming presence in everyone’s mind.

Songbird: Part 1*

(Terry through the ages) A series of snippets of Terry and his wife in the 90s, 00s and the present. Reader is a singer at the bar that Terry frequents as he hits rock bottom, and the two of you fall in love. Years later, the return of John Kreese into your husband’s live threatens to tear your marriage apart.

Lesson Learned: Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3*

(CK Terry x Reader) Reader is a student in Cobra Kai’s adult class and you and Sensei Silver are both clearly attracted to one another. After a month of teasing, Terry decides you’ve both waited long enough.

Strike First: Part 1 | Part 2*

(CK Terry x Reader) Reader and Sensei Silver have been eyeing each other during the dojo’s adult class for awhile now. While you never think it would escalate past flirting, Terry has had other plans, luring you to the dojo when no one is around so you two can get to know each other.

Prized Possession: Part 1*

(CK Terry x Reader) You accompany Terry to a charity event for the first time as a couple and he doesn’t appreciate the attention you receive from the other men in attendance. Upon returning home, he needs to make sure that you both know who you belong to.

As I Am: Part 1*

(CK Terry x Reader) You witness Terry and Daniel’s fight in Stingray’s apartment and desperately want him to lose control with you. Upon making you confess your desires, he gives you exactly what you need. Size kink.

A Better Offer: Part 1 | Part 2*

(CK Terry x Reader) You are Daniel’s assistant at the dealership and a close family friend. When Terry drops by to gather information for his schemes, he decides to scoop you up and make Danny-Boy regret his mistreatment of you, giving you a dream opportunity: organizing the charity auction for Eva Garcia. The two of you develop feelings for one another as you work closely together, and as the events of the auction unfold, the tension between you reaches its boiling point.

Legacy: Part 1*

(CK Terry x Reader) Terry has fallen for the most promising student in his adult class, though she remains oblivious. Though he desperately wants to have her for himself, he fears rejection and settles for privately training her just to be close to her and build a legacy. Eventually, he runs out of things to teach her.

(CK Terry x Reader) Reader is visiting LA for a few weeks and accidentally wanders onto the estate of Terry Silver, who immediately falls hard for the young woman. With only a few days to convince her to stay with him, he knows he has to pull out all the stops.

Scream for Me: Part 1 | Part 2*

(CK Terry x Reader) Part of the "Fresh Start" universe! Reader makes the mistake of telling Terry that she can't believe he was ever scary, and certainly isn't that way now. Terry decides to teach her a lesson, hunting her in their own home until she admits that he is still very much something to be feared.

Wrapped in Red: Part 1*

(CK Terry x Reader) Part of the “Fresh Start” universe! You and Terry are invited to a Christmas Eve charity gala by your rival for Terry’s affections, and you’re sick of having to endure her flirting with your man. Surprisingly, Victor has an idea that will make it certain who Terry Silver belongs to.

Eye of the Storm: Part 1* | To be continued…

(CK Terry x Reader) Trapped at the airport on Christmas Eve, Terry grows tired of seeing everyone around him with their families and loved ones, and impulsively decides to start a family of his own. Today. He sets his sights on you to get the job done, with you being none the wiser.

Guided Meditation: Part 1*

(CK Terry x Reader) Terry is fed up with your attitude lately, and decides to help you learn how to channel your pent up frustrations through more enjoyable pursuits... for him, anyway.

Party Favours: Part 1*

(CK Terry x Reader) You really don't want your birthday to be a big deal, but Terry is determined to strike the perfect balance, finding just the right way to spoil you...

The Steadfast Tin Soldier: Part 1*

(Twig Terry x Reader) Terry returns from Vietnam on Christmas Eve, and you are the first and only person he wants to see. After years without so much as a letter, you two try to get to know each other once again.

Cash Ewing (Black Friday/The Kidnapping):

A dark, tragic fic. Reader is a cop who has been working at the same precinct as Cash for awhile, and gets the vibe that something is... off. Trusting her instinct, she follows him to an abandoned building one day and catches him in the act. Unfortunately, he also catches her, and keeps her as a hostage while he tries to figure out his next move. (Takes place before events of the movie)

Person of Interest: Part 1*

You and a friend attend your precinct's Christmas party; the first time you'll be seeing your coworkers since you went undercover almost a year ago. Rather than the happy reunion with your partner and friend Cash, he seems anything but happy to see you. Locked in the basement together, you call Cash out on his BS and finally confront him about his feelings and your own.

Jan Valek (Vampires):

An enemies to lovers fic with Jan Valek. Reader is Jack Crow's daughter and a vamp-hunter-in-training. When Valek attacks the old Catholic school where the Black Cross of Berziers is kept and discovers his nemesis’s daughter, he kidnaps her in hopes of using her to lure him out but finds himself falling for her instead.

Saturnalia: Part 1*

Valek catches your scent on the wind and plans to feed on you, but after a single conversation with you can’t bring himself to commit such an act. Instead, he plans to find you at your friend's Winter Solstice Masquerade to be close to you, even just for the night.

Solar Flare: Part 1 | In Progress...

As vampires become a growing problem and the number of Slayers dwindles, the Catholic Church decides to perform another ‘miracle’, attempting to create a weapon that will be able to find the despicable creatures in any and all shadows that they may hide. Similarly to the botched exorcism of Jan Valek, the experimental ceremony that Rose Hanlon undergoes doesn’t go exactly as intended, and she escapes the city with a set of abilities she doesn’t even understand.

Gus Travis (Black Point):

In Deep Water: Part 1 | Part 2* | Part 3*

A dark non-con with Gus Travis. Reader is an undercover cop who has gotten in with Gus's gang to get the dirt on him and Malcolm’s crime ring. Gus gets wind of your deception and decides to punish you - for lying, for making him fall for you, for everything.

Terry McCain (Excessive Force):

Yule-Tied: Part 1* | To be continued…

You manage to get Terry to swear off work for a whole week to come with you to visit your family in New York City for the holidays. He has (unsurprisingly) charmed his way into everyone’s good books, so you decide to reward him with an early Christmas present when you get back to your hotel room the night before Christmas Eve.

Jack Blaylock (Ulterior Motives):

Coming soon…

The TIGverse (stories with more than one TIG character):

The NSFW Alphabet: Part 1* | Part 2*

A character study for both KK3 Terry and CK Terry. (I want to do more requests like these, so feel free to send in requests for my thoughts/opinions rather than full on stories if you want!)

A Tale of Two Terrys: Part 1* | To be continued…

(KK3 Terry x Reader x CK Terry) You and your husband (CK Terry) are somehow joined in bed by his younger self, who had been wondering how his future would turn out. Initially protective, your husband talks you into letting his younger self have his way with you before joining in himself.

(Terry McCain x Reader x Cash Ewing) You are assigned as Terry McCain’s new partner after his previous partner – Cash Ewing – goes to prison for the crimes he has committed. Cash returns to Chicago years later, after his release and rehabilitation, and while he can’t be a cop anymore, he wants to make amends to those he has disappointed with his actions, most of all his former close friend Terry. Terry isn’t receptive to Cash’s attempts at reconciliation, and warns you to stay away from him, having grown very protective of his “work wife.” But you find something of a kindred spirit in Cash and want to help him get a second chance at life, deciding to do what you can to support the man and bring the two friends back together.

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Dark Desires October 2023:

Unjust Reward Disorderly Conduct Heirloom Scream for Me All's Fair In Deep Water

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