Hello everyone this is a new story for the movie Bullet to the Head because I hated how it ended! So I have no permanent beta so for some time there will be mistakes (my 16 year old daughter reads over my stories when she can). So no money is being made from these stories I post, obviously, hello I am not great at it. Iris Anastasia Xanthe is a new character for this movie, because I don't think Keegan is all that bad.

Iris point of view…

I drive to where Keegan was last spotted, some old run down shit hole, this man is really pissing me off. More to the point of what trouble that man has gotten himself in to, I can't bail him out every time. I see the building as the sun start's to set, what worries me is the dark smoke and bright flames.

Mother fucker only a matter of time before the local police come and explaining will be that much harder. I pulled in hearing noise as I grabbed my badge, I bolted for the open door. Inside I saw a girl about 25 with long black hair she was holding her side watching as some older man near 55 ripped with muscles and tattoos. But there was Keegan and the unnamed man going at it with axes, as I stepped further in taking stock of my surrounding. When a 25 year old, tall with a wiry build Asian American man came from down the steel steps his gun at the ready.

He shot once hitting Keegan as he was about to take the man's head, the man hand some form of box cutter ready. I held up my Kimber 1911 Sapphire Ultra II and pulled the trigger, the cutter fell to the floor as hostel 1 bleed from his left hand.

"Agent Xanthe, get up move against the wall. I will put a bullet in your fucking head, I came for him I don't give a shit about you all. Officer Taylor Kwon I believe this is cause to have you arrested and your badge stripped. Take the girl and old man before the cops arrive and no one is the wiser, I have been on Keegan's trail for days," I said Officer Kwon gave me a look before grabbing the girl and the old man who was dripping from the mouth.

"No he is mine," he said, he must have had some form of mouth problem with the way he spoke, but he was rushing forward. As I spun planting my right foot into his muscled chest, I was on him my knee into his chest my gun to his temple.

"You're a fool, I am giving you a chance or do you prefer prison," I smiled "I got him, Jimmy lets go she is with Special service level five, Lisa will go down with us and you rather not have that," I heard Officer Kwon say, the way he said Lisa was with affection.

I was up my knee out of his chest as he struggled to his feet, the look he gave Keegan was harsh in its own. I moved back grabbing Keegan who was bleeding as I cuffed his hands letting them fall in front of him.

Keegan got to his feet standing tall and at 6'5 it was an intimidating sight at my 5'4 stance. "You found me Iris," I heard him I looked up seeing a rare smirk, my small fist made contact with his wound causing him to fall to his knees. I pulled my gun for a second time "There is nowhere you can go that I won't find you," I snarled my eyes darting to the fleeing trio, this wasn't over for the old man and Keegan.

I pulled him to his feet we backed up to my black Jeep, I watched them flee into the swamp that was surrounding the building as Keegan and I steady got in my Jeep. I heard the engine roll over as I drove off down the old road seeing from some distance flashing red and blue lights at the now fully burning building.

"God damn it Keegan," I yelled but he just held up his hands "No," I said as my eyes never left he dirt road.

"Iris," his deep husky voice washed over me "Are you seriously going to leave me like this," he said never sounding angry or happy it was always the deep sexy voice that got my attention in the Navy.

"I should turn your ass in, this is enough Keegan," I said I was so tired of this shit with him. "It was a job that got out of hand, Iris I love you I don't want to hurt you. I told you to let me go fuck I have told you I am no good for you," he said now I heard the anger welling up inside of him.

"And what Keegan do I tell Anela?" I snapped making a sharp left heading to the paved roads. "Tell her I love her, tell our daughter I was killed overseas. Iris you both are my world but I live in another world and my enemies will not hesitate to use you or our daughter to get to me," he said I had a deep feeling he was talking about the Jimmy guy because Keegan never left anyone alive.

"I am done after this Keegan, I won't look for you again. but you will regret leaving your family for this shit," I said hearing acceptance clear in my tone and body language as I pulled into my Motel room on the out skirts of Louisiana. I was out hauling him with me, he kicked the door shut as I walked to room 19 unlocking it. I let him walk in first as I gave one last sweep of the outside before closing and locking the door.

I turned seeing him sitting on the chair waiting for me to un-cuff him, if I had any sense I would turn him in husband or not. I reached down letting the cuffs fall into his open palms, he set them on the table.

"Let me get you fixed before you shower, rest and eat, I am leaving at dawn." I turned walking away from him. Getting my kit from my black duffle bag, I heard his movements as he stood his shirt hitting the table.

I gave him some antibiotics and two pain pills before I dug into his bloody flesh. It only took me three minutes to get the bullet from the lower right side of his abdomen. I cleaned it with saline, I looked up at him, his deep brownish green eyes always looked like he saw my soul, and he loved what he saw.

"Shower so I can dress the wound, I will order some food for us," I was on my feet walking away. With my back to him I spoke "I want a divorce Keegan." Dead silence only our breathing was heard.

"Well you're not getting it Iris, and don't even try to get it. I love you and you love me," he yelled his voice taking on the ruthless killer he loved to show.

"What is with you damn it, you won't stay with your daughter and I. but I also can't be with anyone," I said still avoiding him and his sinful eyes.

"That's right you're mine forever," I heard the bathroom door slam shut as I let out the breath I didn't even know I was holding. I picked up the landline calling some Cajun place not too far from here, hearing the shower going, the steam coming from under the door.

I grabbed the large gray duffle setting it down, it was full of his clothing, gear, guns and other personal things. I knew deep down this was the last time, I pull out a picture of Anela and myself. We were having a picnic on the beach by our house, she was in a white and yellow sundress her light brown hair held loose brown curls, so like her fathers. Her green eyes with flecks of brown, no sandals on her small feet. I was next to her in a strapless blue summer dress my very light brown hair in a braid, my gray eyes looking at my pride and joy.

I set it down walking over to the sink washing my hands, seeing myself in the mirror, I was tired with black bags under my eyes. I didn't have to look but I knew the sound was Keegan opening the bathroom door the room now smelled of his body soap.

"On the bed is a bag of your stuff," I said looking in the mirror his eyes on me, he was wrapped in only a towel as he walked over sitting on the bed. But I noticed his eyes are not on the bag but the middle of the bed as a knock was heard at the door. I walked over peeking out the window seeing a delivery kid, I grabbed a 50 and opened the door my gun hidden in my jeans.

"Umm hello miss, I have an order for Mrs. Xanthe," he blushed his accent shining through. "I am her," I said handing the kid the cash and taking my order from his shaking hands.

"Keep the change sweet heart," I smiled the kids blushed as I shut the door. Turning around there was Keegan his body intimidating but I wasn't scared of him, but for him.

"Excuse me Keegan," I said and he moved as I walked to the tiny table setting our food down, taking a seat and opening my dinner. He sat with a sigh starting to eat, I noticed on the table was the picture I was looking at before I washed my hands.

"She looks so happy, was it my mother who took the picture?" he asked more like trying to make sure it wasn't another man. "Yes Keegan it was Mabel, she misses her son. I live to make Anela happy, she is so smart just started first grade three months ago, her fifth birthday was five months ago she wanted her daddy there. I need you to come see her once more, for us please. After that I will fake your death to her, but let her have one last memory of you." I said looking at him my eyes held tears, he wasn't always such a psychopath it was after his tour of duty his sanity started slipping. He really thought he was doing the right thing and his men believed he was some damn hero.

"One last time Iris, I know this isn't the life you wanted when we married. You and Anela mean so much to me," he said and he meant it.

"I will leave at dawn just show up a day later, I don't want her to know I had to beg you to see her," I said so much hate and anger came through in my words.

He gave me a harsh look but I just stood and looked down at him, like he was one of the fugitives I have brought in. I walked away cleaning my tiny mess from dinner, I grabbed my small bag and shut the bathroom door behind me.

I slumped to the floor in tears, I fell in love with Keegan when I was 16, we enlisted together, trained together. I wasn't on his team because I commanded my own, it was rough being apart for months to near two years. I had Anela when I was 26, I never re-enlisted I joined the CIA and advanced through their ranks. Keegan did go back and re-enlist it was the first fight we had, I wanted him to stay in the states with us and he wanted war.

"Iris, are you crying?" I heard as I was on my feet turning on the water "Leave me alone Keegan, I am fine," I yelled hearing my own anguish clear.

"Iris please," he said as I changed my clothes into something clean and suitable to sleep in. I opened the door my bag in hand "I need to dress your wound, then I am going to bed as should you," I said in a faint voice my heart was breaking.

It wasn't hard as he held still, I re-cleaned and dressed his wound as he pulled a light cotton shirt from the bag. I noticed he stashed the picture in his bag, but I just walked away from him. This place only had one bed as I curled up and closed my eyes against the fleeing emotions.

I felt the bed dip with his mass, as I pretended to sleep not able to deal with his crap tonight. But after a few minutes he was pulling me so close his body curling around mine, and I didn't need to pretend anymore.

5:00am…

I woke with a slight start but I slipped from his arms, I dressed in the dark the sun would start to rise. I pulled another set of keys leaving them on top of his bag with a sealed envelope for when he woke. I gave him one last look before I left, his face was so peaceful, his face kind not ruthless and hard.

"I will always love you Keegan," I said in a low whisper before opening the door without a sound, I disappeared into the early dawn heading home to Anela and Keegan's mama Mabel.

Keegan's point of view-one hour later…

"Iris?" I knew she was gone but I held out a glimmer of raw hope she would be here in my arms when I woke. But her stuff and herself was gone, I held my side getting out of the small bed. I am going home to see my wife and daughter, then I am going to finish you Jimmy Bobo.

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