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* I drove along the winding roads like a bat out of hell. Caiden Bauer had been silent for most of the trip. I know he blamed me for Kristen Bauer being in the condition she was in, and he wasn't wrong. I was sick with worry, but I had a pack that needed me to claim them and lead them. Everything else had to wait. I almost missed the turn to the small clinic where Sebastian Monroe sat with Gracie-Lynn Jericho . I parked next to the car Sebastian had been driving. Caiden opened his door. "I want to see for myself that Grace is okay, and I'll grab Monroe." I nodded as he headed in. I didn't wait long before he marched back out with Sebastian in tow. Once they were both in the car, I squealed backwards out of the parking lot. "How is Grace?" I asked, fearing the answer. "She hasn't woken up yet. She had the bairn, named the bairn and passed out. Nurses say she's doing alright, just recovering from her ordeal. I don't know." Caiden had just finished texting who I assumed was Gina with the update. "We're on our way to put Wilson and his minions out of our misery." I stomped the gas. "Too late for that, ol' chap. I blew that place to smithereens." I slammed on the brakes in the middle of the road. "You WHAT?" I whipped my head around. "You didn't have the balls to do it. Besides, Wilson had some kind of robotic, demonic wolves. Trust me, it's for the best." I bit back my angry growl. "That wasn't your decision to make, Monroe." He shrugged. "Too little too late now, mate." I slammed the accelerator and headed back to where we had found Kristen and Grace. "I did you a favor. They took innocent women and children. You should have seen the bodies strewn about. You'll be fortunate if any of your pack survived their experiments." I wanted Monroe to just shut the fuck up. Caiden was silent for most of the conversation. "Grace shot Cantwell. In the head. He had attempted to rip Gina's head off." I closed my eyes briefly. "Was he dead?" Caiden shrugged. "I didn't hang around to find out. He took Grace and I took Gina and we left. The gun had silver bullets." I nodded. "Okay, great. So, we may have to face off with that asshole, again, and then I've got to figure out where the fuck the Talkeetna Pack is. I guess we know what we need to do, then." Monroe let out a soft snore and I wanted to strangle him. "I don't know what 'claiming your pack' entails, but let's make it quick. I want to make sure Kristen is okay." I agreed. I didn't know how long it would take to reclaim what belonged to me, but it had to be done. Once I made sure the weak and elderly were taken care of, I could concentrate on Kristen and making things right. *

November 30, 2018

* I drove along the winding roads like a bat out of hell. Caiden Bauer had been silent for most of the trip. I know he blamed me for Kristen Bauer being in the condition she was in, and he wasn't wrong. I was sick with worry, but I had a pack that needed me to claim them and lead them. Everything else had to wait. I almost missed the turn to the small clinic where Sebastian Monroe sat with Gracie-Lynn Jericho . I parked next to the car Sebastian had been driving. Caiden opened his door. "I want to see for myself that Grace is okay, and I'll grab Monroe." I nodded as he headed in. I didn't wait long before he marched back out with Sebastian in tow. Once they were both in the car, I squealed backwards out of the parking lot. "How is Grace?" I asked, fearing the answer. "She hasn't woken up yet. She had the bairn, named the bairn and passed out. Nurses say she's doing alright, just recovering from her ordeal. I don't know." Caiden h...

* The helicopter landed as I fought to get Kristen Bauer back. My mind flashed back to so many other times where I fought to save someone. So many times I had failed. Tears leaked from my eyes as my arms ached from the struggle. The door opened and Nolan was there, pulling the gurney forward. "Hold on, Gina." I braced myself against the gurney, never missing a beat. I saw Damon Kieschnick running over. "Damon!" I called out in relief as he neared me. "What am I dealing with?" I grabbed his hands and guided them to Kristen's chest. "She was shot. Caiden did quick clot but she stopped breathing on the flight here. Damon, you have to save her." I sobbed. "She can't die. She's all Caiden has." Damon grabbed my arms and hauled me down next to him. "Help me get her inside." I wheeled one side and he was at the other. We were at some small clinic and he rolled her into a bay. A nurse whipped the curtain shut. Damon started barking orders at her until we were alone again. "Guard that curtain. They're human. I'm not trying to explain..." I nodded, my eyes full of tears. "Your sister is here by the way." He was rubbing his palms together. "What?" I swallowed as I watched his hands starting to glow. "She's just down the hall. We're taking her back to my clinic as soon as I have Kristen stable." His hands hovered over her chest. "Go on, Gina. Find Grace." I shook my head. "I'm guarding the curtain." Damon's eyes met mine. "Go find your sister. I'll be here." I stepped out of the small area and made my way passed one room and then another. I saw Grace. She was in the bed, still as death. I stepped inside. "Gracie?" I moved next to the bed. Her face was bruised and her skin was pale. She'd lost so much weight. Dark circles were under her eyes. The monitor beeped a steady beat. I pulled the chair closer, taking her hand. I laid it against my cheek. The sob caught me by surprise because I hadn't meant to start crying. Everything was a mess and I felt helpless to fix any of it. I just wanted her to be okay. I wanted Kristen to be okay. "Miss?" I looked up at the nurse that stood just inside the doorway. "I'm sorry. She's my sister..." I swiped at my cheeks. "The family resemblance is remarkable. Would you like to meet your nephew?" I nodded as she pushed the cart forward. The baby was swaddled and laying inside the bassinet. I picked up this tiny bundle and more tears filled my eyes. I'd killed men without hesitation and yet nothing scared me more than this tiny little baby. "Elijah. She named him Elijah." I held him, my eyes filled with wonder. "Is she going to be okay?" The nurses smile faded as she moved to Grace. She checked her IV and the print out from the monitor. "She had a lot of trauma. I think her mind shut down to protect her." That wasn't an answer. "We'll be transferring her to Bellingham soon." The nurse nodded. "We will have her ready to move." With that she stepped out and I held my nephew. He was fragile to me, so small. Had Grace's captivity taken an irreparable toll on him too? I prayed for Caiden to come back. I needed him. Kristen needed him. I sat down, situating Elijah so I could hold Grace's hand. Just like I did when we were kids, huddled in the dark and scared. *

November 30, 2018

* The helicopter landed as I fought to get Kristen Bauer back. My mind flashed back to so many other times where I fought to save someone. So many times I had failed. Tears leaked from my eyes as my arms ached from the struggle. The door opened and Nolan was there, pulling the gurney forward. "Hold on, Gina." I braced myself against the gurney, never missing a beat. I saw Damon Kieschnick running over. "Damon!" I called out in relief as he neared me. "What am I dealing with?" I grabbed his hands and guided them to Kristen's chest. "She was shot. Caiden did quick clot but she stopped breathing on the flight here. Damon, you have to save her." I sobbed. "She can't die. She's all Caiden has." Damon grabbed my arms and hauled me down next to him. "Help me get her inside." I wheeled one side and he was at the other. We were at some small clinic and he rolled her into a bay. A nurse whipped the curtain shut. Damon sta...

I was so tired. Tired and oddly cold. My teeth chattering with hold cold I felt. Then I heard him. " We're not going to make it. She's going into shock. " I groaned and felt a burning pain rushing through me. What happened? " There's a clinic not far from here. I know they're loyal. They helped me before. " That voice..so deep and smooth. Like sexy chocolate..was that even a thing? It was now. I snorted to myself as I tried to open my eyes. " Quinn? " I whispered. My voice raspy and needy. " I'm here. " He whispered above me. " I'm gonna take care of you. " I moaned and shivered as his voice vibrated through my body, straight to my clit. " I...I trust you. " I sighed and he just caressed my cheek. I heard Caiden curse, but I did trust Quinn. He was mine. I could admit that now. I wanted him. Wanted it all. " I want....I want..." I couldn't get the words out. Things started getting fuzzy. I started to convulse and heard both Caiden and Quinn both yelling at someone to land just outside Skwentna. Then everything went dark.

November 30, 2018

I was so tired. Tired and oddly cold. My teeth chattering with hold cold I felt. Then I heard him. " We're not going to make it. She's going into shock. " I groaned and felt a burning pain rushing through me. What happened? " There's a clinic not far from here. I know they're loyal. They helped me before. " That voice..so deep and smooth. Like sexy chocolate..was that even a thing? It was now. I snorted to myself as I tried to open my eyes. " Quinn? " I whispered. My voice raspy and needy. " I'm here. " He whispered above me. " I'm gonna take care of you. " I moaned and shivered as his voice vibrated through my body, straight to my clit. " I...I trust you. " I sighed and he just caressed my cheek. I heard Caiden curse, but I did trust Quinn. He was mine. I could admit that now. I wanted him. Wanted it all. " I want....I want..." I couldn't get the words out. Things started getting fuzzy. I...

Day of Kaiyo’s rescue

November 29, 2018

Day of Kaiyo’s rescue I can not believe you kept this from me, Jordan. This could be your whole problem with your memory and you say nothing to me. Frowns at her. "Look Lily, I am not happy about this. I am a monster. You would never of let me out the jail if you knew!" I sighed and looked at her. Jordan, no one thinks you are a monster. You did what you had to do to survive. You are not a monster, Jordan. Lettie will help you and you will get your memories back. "What if I don't?" You will so stop saying that. You think to much. Seriously, you are safe. You are better. You are not being forced to do anything but just wait. You can go outside and smell the fresh air with a whole pizza if you want. I am here to help you. I am here to listen. But you can not keep me out the of the loop! I will not have it. I spend more time with you than I have with anyone since coming here. I am truly upset that you kept this from me. +Jordan McCormick I want to know everything...

I woke up from my drug induced sleep to a sharp pain cramping in my guts. I cried out as the pain raced through my body, and I rolled to my knees, as bile rose up from my stomach into my throat. I groaned and promptly threw up. There was nothing in my stomach, so I only got the sourness of stomach acid. The pain cramped deeper and I cried out. " Oh Fuck! What have you motherfuckers done to me? Shit! " I fell into the bile coating the floor and groaned as more cramps hit my lower belly. " Ahhhhhhhh! Goddamit! That fucking......" I tried to breathe through the pain but it just kept getting worse. I rolled around, my chains rattling and I groaned as more cramps hit.

November 10, 2018

I woke up from my drug induced sleep to a sharp pain cramping in my guts. I cried out as the pain raced through my body, and I rolled to my knees, as bile rose up from my stomach into my throat. I groaned and promptly threw up. There was nothing in my stomach, so I only got the sourness of stomach acid. The pain cramped deeper and I cried out. " Oh Fuck! What have you motherfuckers done to me? Shit! " I fell into the bile coating the floor and groaned as more cramps hit my lower belly. " Ahhhhhhhh! Goddamit! That fucking......" I tried to breathe through the pain but it just kept getting worse. I rolled around, my chains rattling and I groaned as more cramps hit. I could hear footsteps as someone was coming down to the basement. A booted foot kicked me into the side making me roll over. "What the hell are you carrying on about? " I looked up into one of the night guards. " What did you fuckers give me? Feels like my guts are being ripped out of my di...

* I blew the cigarette smoke out slowly, my mind starting to come back to me. Gracie-Lynn Jericho was curled into the fetal position across the backseat, whimpering with every pain. Time was running out. I had two choices: leave this place as it is, and hope that whatever robotic experiments Wilson and Cantwell were doing would collapse, or I could end it all now, and never have to think about it again. Grace moaned and her pain made up my mind. I got out of the car and popped the trunk. My hands closed around my grenade launcher - my favorite weapon. I aimed at a lone car sitting in front of the main building. I planted my feet and squeezed the trigger, watching the grenade travel and land at the back of the car. The explosion rocked the very concrete I stood on. I watched as the flames engulfed the building and started to spread along the rest of the containers. Once I was satisfied that everything was sufficiently burning, I got back in the car. I looked back at Grace, who was still curled into herself. I could see the babe rolling beneath her thin shirt as it tried to make it's way into the world. "Hold on, we're going to get you help." I kicked the engine over and sped away from her prison. I pulled up the GPS in the car, looking for the nearest hospital. There wasn't one. "Fuck me running." I grumbled, pulling my phone out of my pocket. I dialed Quinn Cooper . He didn't answer. "You worthless fuck, you could have told me where to meet up with you!" I hung up and dialed my boss. My real fucking boss. "Monroe, you're AWOL." He growled. I bit back my own growl. "I need a bloody hospital and fast!" I pushed the pedal harder as Grace cried out, writhing across the seat. "Got yourself caught up, didn't you?" I clenched my jaw. "Just help me find a doctor and then I can get back to the job at hand." I could hear clicking on his end, and I knew he was locating me. "Quite an explosion out that way. I figured it was you. Bad news, bruiser. There isn't one close to you. A couple of clinics." I cursed the sun for raising in the east. "Send me the addresses. I'll pick one." An agonizing scream came from the backseat. "Take care of that and get your ass back on the job." There was a click and then a busy signal. Moments later, addresses started coming through on my phone. I picked the closest one. I looked in the rear view mirror to see Grace sweating and panting. "Breathe deep, lass. Slow it down." I crooned to her. "I just wanna die." She whimpered, clutching her belly and curling further into herself. "You will." I told her flatly. "But then you'll be reborn again, only this time you'll be a mother." I was shitty with emotions and shitty with comfort. I didn't know how to take it, let alone fucking give it. I saw the medical center up ahead and the tires squealed as I whipped into the parking lot. I parked like an asshole, taking up two spaces at the front. "Right back, lass." I hit the double doors hard enough to crack the glass in one as I raced inside. "I need help. I've got a woman in labor in the back of my car. She's in bad shape." The woman at the front desk stood out of her chair. "Sir, you need to take her to the hospital. We aren't equipped to deal with trauma emergencies." I slammed my hand on the counter. "She will die without intervention. Get your manager. Get the head doctor. Get whoever the fucking hell is in charge out here right now." I could feel the chills starting as it pricked along my skin. A man came out, his white coat flapping as he angrily approached me. "What is the meaning of this?" His voice was heavily accented as he tried to grip my arm and pull me out of the waiting room. I jerked away with a snarl. "There's a woman in my car in labor. She's been in labor. She was taken hostage by her husband and she needs help. She'll never make it to Anchorage." My eyes met his and I watched as his pupils dilated. "Get a room ready, Mary. We'll either deliver the baby or stabilize them for a flight to Anchorage." She seemed surprised. "But Dr. Ashraf, we don't do deliveries." He brushed by me. "We do today." I nodded and was back out to the car. I reached in and lifted Grace out. She was weak and she cried as I walked. When I stepped back inside with her, another nurse was there. "Right this way." I followed her. "What's your wife's name?" She asked as we walked. "She's not my wife. Her name is Grace. Her husband took her hostage. I'm just the detective who found her. The rest of my crew is working on her captor." We stepped into a room that smelled of antiseptic. I laid Grace on the bed and the nurses went to work, stripping off her clothes and hooking up monitors and IV's. I stepped back and turned to leave the room. "Stay." Her voice was low and I barely heard her. I turned back around. Her face was pale and her eyes were huge and haunting. They pleaded with me to stay with her. "We'll bring him back in once we've got you settled." The nurse reassured her. I stayed anyways, watching as they went to work on checking her out. *

November 10, 2018

* I blew the cigarette smoke out slowly, my mind starting to come back to me. Gracie-Lynn Jericho was curled into the fetal position across the backseat, whimpering with every pain. Time was running out. I had two choices: leave this place as it is, and hope that whatever robotic experiments Wilson and Cantwell were doing would collapse, or I could end it all now, and never have to think about it again. Grace moaned and her pain made up my mind. I got out of the car and popped the trunk. My hands closed around my grenade launcher - my favorite weapon. I aimed at a lone car sitting in front of the main building. I planted my feet and squeezed the trigger, watching the grenade travel and land at the back of the car. The explosion rocked the very concrete I stood on. I watched as the flames engulfed the building and started to spread along the rest of the containers. Once I was satisfied that everything was sufficiently burning, I got back in the car. I looked back at Grace, who was st...