Disclamier-I own nothing of Lizzie McGuire

Rating-I think it is P-13 I hope I don't drop into the R range

Title-Getting Back What Was Lost

SAN FRANCISCO

HOME OF KEVIN AND LIZZIE TYLER

Lizzie watched with ever growing fear as her husband stalked closer and closer to her. Even though he had promised her that he would never ever drink this much again,he had come home from the bar fully loaded again.Even from the distance he was at Lizzie could smell the large amounts of alcohol on his breath. She could also see the anger burning in his eyes and she knew what was coming next. She knew that she was in for another long night.

"Please Kevin you promised!" said Lizzie as she started backing up away from him the second he started coming after her.But her escape was blocked when she ran into the living room wall that suddenly came up behind her "You promised me you wouldn't do this again!"

"SHUT UP BITCH!" the very drunk Kevin Tyler yelled as he grabbed Lizzie by the neck and slammed her against the wall very hard "How many times do I have to tell you before it sinks into that thick ass head of yours?! I want dinner on the table at six pm sharp! Not at six-fifteen or six-thirty or whenever the hell you feel like it! I want it on the table at SIX PM!"

"I'm sorry sweetie!" Lizzie nervously pleaded "But I had to run to the grocery store just for a second to pick up some......." but Lizzie never got to finish what she was saying because her head was violently shot back by the slap her husband had just laid on her.

"DON'T BACK TALK ME BITCH!" yelled Kevin his face contorted with anger "I don't want to hear any of your lazy ass excuses on why you didn't do your damn job!"

Lizzie could feel the blood starting to run into her mouth and knew once again that her lip had been split open by her husbands hand.

How am I going to explain this one to the neighbors, Lizzie thought to herself as she tried to shake away the stars that were floating around her head.

"Kevin please stop." Lizzie said in a quiet voice as she was hoping to calm him down and possibly stop him. But she was having no such luck there.

"Kevin please stop?" Kevin echoed Lizzie voice in a mocking tone as he reached up and grabbed Lizzie around the throat again. He shoved her hard back up against the wall this time squeezing her neck harder than he had ever done before. "What are you going to do if I don't? Maybe run off somewhere? Maybe call that little spick lawyer friend of yours, huh?" Kevin said in a snide voice as he looked into Lizzie eyes.

"Please Kevin don't talk about Miranda that way." Lizzie begged using up the precious little air she was getting in "She's my oldest and best friend, so please don't call her a ......"but once again Lizzie head was rocked by another hard slap to the left side of her face by Kevin.

"I'll call her whatever the hell I want to call her!" Kevin sneered as he placed his face an inch from Lizzie. Whose face was starting to change colors due to the lack of oxygen it was so desperately needing "When are you going to ever learn Lizzie that I'm the boss around here and you aren't shit?!"

Lizzie gasped and sucked in the much needed air she needed when Kevin suddenly let her throat go and backed a few feet away from her.

"Yeah" the drunk Kevin said as he nodded his head and proceeded to pound his fist hard against his leg " I think I'm going to have to teach you a special lesson tonight! A lesson that once and for all will show you just who is the boss around here!" he said as he looked at and started coming back at Lizzie.

Now normally Lizzie knew enough about her marriage to know that when Kevin was in his normal drunk hitting mood she would get off with a few hits. Than later when he had calmed down and sober up some he would start telling her how much he loved her, how sorry he was for what he had done and how it would never happen again. But this time as he got closer Lizzie could see it in his eyes that something very bad was going to happen tonight.

Oh God he's going to kill me this time!, Lizzie thought to herself as Kevin slapped her two more times.

This was when something in Lizzie mind snapped. We all have that part of the brain called the Fright or Fight response center. It's that big adrenaline jump that we get when we're frightened or feel that our lives are in danger. It's what gives us that extra punch or power that we need when we make the choice to run or fight.

This time in Lizzie case she choice to fight.

"NO!" shouted Lizzie as a snarl escaped from her mouth. She threw her arm up and blocked the next slap Kevin was aiming for her head. The old Lizzie would have gotten a kick out of watching how the look of surprise started spread across Kevin face. For this was the first time she had ever fought back against him. But the break in her mind and the fear for her life had now created a more primal Lizzie,a more powerful one. One who was looking for a way to get away from Kevin and save her life. And that moment that Kevin hesitated because of his surprise of Lizzie actions was just the thing Lizzie was looking for.

She quickly lashed out with her left foot and just as she hoped, landed it hard right in between Kevin legs. Lizzie watched as this time it was Kevin who was the one who turned red in the face as he grabbed his crotch and bent over in serious pain.

"I'm..going to..kill you..you..bitc...." Kevin was trying to get out between the waves of pain that was rocking his body. But he never got to finish what he was going to say because Lizzie seeing her escape now possible reached over and grabbed a lamp of the nearby end table. She spun back around and swung the lamp like a major league hitter going for a home run. The lamp made a nice thud like sound as it hit Kevin on the side of the head knocking him on the floor and out cold.

Lizzie didn't notice the blood that was coming out of the nice wound on Kevin head. Or maybe she just didn't care? Without grabbing her purse or even her coat, Lizzie opened the front door of her house and started walking out into the night not caring about the cold pouring down rain. As she started walking down the sidewalk the now in shock Lizzie could be heard muttering the same three words over and over.

"I want Gordo."

TBC?