Proud Mary

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Brian

"So the plan is to drop down miles from the base where we get ready. We enter as quietly as we can, take out as many as we can before shit goes left. Letty, Tej, Rome, you'll be in the car waiting for our signal to join in. Brian, Alina and myself will be on ground. We need the backup team to head from the back and surprise the attackers."

"Someone should be a sniper." Alina cleared her throat.

Dom thought for a moment. "Any volunteers?"

"I'll do it." Rome raised his hand.

"All right."

Katherine suddenly crossed my mind and I needed to speak to her. Wanted to let her know I'm okay. I stepped into the hall and pulled out my phone. I dialed her.

"What?" She answered.

"Well, hello." I frowned.

She stayed quiet.

"I miss you."

Nothing.

"There are threats being made against my family and my home. Can't ignore that. You know that better than anyone. I don't want to be here, going into battle. I'd rather be laying on you, getting a back massage and having our children bug us. But as a man, I must protect you and everything we've worked for. You should be proud that I'm stepping up."

Katherine sighed. "You're not coming home."

"Kat." I shut my eyes.

"The French will destroy you all and what will I be left with? Our children?"

"I will be fine. Trust me."

"When do you go?"

"In three days." I informed her.

"Well you better read up on the French. Learn their tactics and see if you can reach my mother. Her, my father and a team once went into war with them. I remember seeing my mother in a hospital bed, post surgery. I don't want to see my husband in that nature."

"You won't."

"And if you do?"

"Fucking stay by my side. Don't leave me because of my own stupidity."

"Noted."

"Where are the kids?"

"Napping."

I took a deep breath.

"I love you. And I want you to come back in a whole rather than chopped up. Understand? Because if you die, I will kill you."

"Yes, ma'am." I cracked a smile. "I love you, baby."

"Mmhmm. Bye." She hung up.

I put my phone back in my pocket and look around the entire corporation. I remember Katherine running this place, with a family and how crazy it made her. I remember Nobody running this place without a family and he was perfectly fine. I thought for a moment. Was my love the downfall of Katherine Howard? Will my love ever be enough for her? She's a powerful woman and she needs a man she can be proud of. I'm going to make her proud.

-

"Babe? I'm home!" I shouted, Brooke and Jonathan on my hips.

Brooke had a tournament, she won second place and Jonathan wanted to tag along. For an hour, Brooke cried due to her silver medal and I had to give her a speech about how sometimes second place is a good place.

I heard soft music playing and I set the kids down.

"Brooke and J, go get ready for bed. Daddy will be up in a second."

"I sleep with Mommy and Daddy!" Brooke declared, storming away, Jonathan trailing her.

"No. You're a big girl with a big girl bed!" I called behind her.

"No!"

I walked over to Katherine who was sleeping on the couch, a pen and notebook on her. I lifted her legs and sat down, placing them on top of me.

"Hey." She stirred.

"Hey, baby." I smiled at her.

"How was the tournament?"

"Second place. Tantrum was thrown from the arena to here. She's declaring that she sleeps with us tonight. So fucking spoiled."

Katherine laughed. "Very."

"You okay?"

"Yeah, I'm just exhausted." Katherine yawned. "Quinn and Ruby got into a huge screaming match that lasted for hours."

"Why?"

"Because Ruby was using the yellow crayon and Quinn wanted it and so Quinn snatched it, it broke and boom! World War 3."

I gave her a small foot massage. She grinned.

"Sleepless nights were spent on missions, headaches were due because of explosions, swollen feet was because we had to run from raining bullets. Now, it's because our kids are brats, we have to chase toddlers and children illness." Katherine sat up. "Jesus Christ."

"I'd take baby mucus and screams and tantrums over bullets and blood any day." I kissed her forehead. "Any fucking day."

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