Disclaimer: Everything familiar belongs to JE.
Warnings: Adult Language, adult situations, SMUT, violence
Chapter 1: 18 months ago, November 2013
Stephanie's POV
Another day, another car blowing up, another skip getting away. My name is Stephanie Plum. I am a 33-year-old blue-eyed brunette with crazy, curly hair. I'm still single, much to my mother's dismay. I work for my sleazy cousin, Vinnie, as a bond enforcement agent or bounty hunter. Today, I was trying to get Ralph Neibetz, who skipped out on bail after being charged with drunk and disorderly conduct. What my paperwork failed to mention was that his disorderly conduct was attempted arson on his ex-girlfriend's car. I managed to see him walking up to his house, and was ready to apprehend him, when he pushed me aside, threw a Molotov cocktail into the open window of my car, then ran off. I managed to get under cover of his front porch when my car finally engulfed in flames. Now, I'm sitting on the steps, waiting for my currently "off" boyfriend, Detective Joe Morelli, and my mentor, best friend, and occasional lover Ranger Manoso to arrive.
Joe was the first to arrive at the scene. I could tell that he was not in a good mood by his body language and the way he slammed the door. Time for another fucking lecture. "Cupcake, I don't know why you are still trying to do this job. You are horrible at it. I can't even remember how many cars you have blown up or destroyed while trying to do this job. I don't know why you just don't quit already. You can marry me; I can support you and our children. You have no reason to ever need to work again. I mean, look at you! You ripped your pants, you have soot on your face, and your hair is all over the place. Don't you have any self-respect? How can you be out of the house looking the way you do? God, Cupcake, you need to come to your senses already."
"Hi, Joe, nice to see you. Yes, I'm fine, no cuts or bruises. You know, I was a little scared when he threw the Molotov cocktail in my car, but fortunately, I was able to get to cover before the car ignited. Oh, you're going to take me home, so I can shower and change, how nice of you to offer." I said sarcastically.
"Stephanie quit your job and marry me. Please, Cupcake." He whined.
"Joe, we are not having this discussion now. Unless you are assigned to this case, which I doubt considering there is no one here who is dead, I suggest you go back to work and leave me alone."
At that moment, Ranger pulled up in his Porsche. I saw him immediately look at my car then glance around until he spotted me. Once his eyes found my body, he locked his gaze on me, looking at me to determine if I was injured. He arrived next to Joe. "Morelli."
"Manoso"
"Babe, are you okay? Who were you going after today?" Ranger askes me. See, someone who's concerned about my well-being first.
"I'm fine. Just annoyed that I lost yet another car. I was going after Ralph Neibetz. Who knew he was a wannabe arsonist?"
Ranger closed his eyes, trying to gain his composure. When he finally opened his eyes, I thought he was ready to kill someone. "Vinnie gave you that file? What the fuck was he thinking? I'm going to have to go and have yet another talk with him about which files are appropriate for you and which he should give to me. If only he weren't so fucking cheap."
"What do you mean, Ranger?" I reply. I felt myself getting ready to go into full rhino mode.
"Babe, Ralph has been charged with arson at least six times in the last eighteen months. My guys have picked him up. He tried to torch three of my vehicles. Even though he wasn't charged with arson this time, Vinnie should never have given you this file. You need back up to get him, at least a team of six. That's the only way we can bring him in without him torching our cars."
Well, I felt a little better once I found out that Ranger needs six men to bring in this guy. I must agree, Vinnie should never have given me this file. "Ranger, can you give me a lift now that I have no car."
"Of course, Babe. Where to? Do you want to go after Ralph again today? I can have a team in place in twenty minutes."
"Sounds good. But I need to shower and change first."
"Come back to Haywood. Ella should still have some of your uniforms around. You can use the shower in my apartment, or in the gym if you want. That will give me time to get the team together so you can brief them when you're ready so we can get Ralph today."
"Sounds like a plan, Batman."
"Where the fuck do you think you're going, Cupcake. You need to stay here and take care of the paperwork and answer questions. I will take you home after; then we'll go to your parents for dinner. There is no reason for you to use the shower in HIS apartment. You are not going after this guy again. Do I make myself clear?" Joe ranted.
"Yes Joe, you have made yourself perfectly clear. Now let me be clear. Good Bye, Joe. We are done. Finished for good this time. Don't call, don't come to my apartment and do not come to my parent's house for dinner."
As I moved to get up, Ranger offered me his hand, which I gladly took. He pulled me up against his body, giving me a hug and a kiss in my hair. "Are you sure you're okay, Babe?" Ranger asked.
"Yes, Batman, I'm fine, just aggravated at this point. I liked that car." I respond. He takes my hand, guiding me to his car. I got into the Porsche, waiting for Ranger to join me. Once he did, we took off to Haywood.
While driving there, Ranger breaks his no talking zone to talk. "Babe, will you please consider working for me full time. You can still chase skips, only with a competent partner who will have your back. You can do searches, help me with some of my paperwork, anything you want. You know you will need to exercise, get training, and carry a loaded gun at all times, but you will be so much more formidable on the job. Please, Steph. I hate it when I hear that one of your cars is off the grid or you are hurt. I'd be less worried if I knew you were working for me."
"Ranger, I don't want a pity position."
"Stephanie, you have worked for me and with me numerous times in the past. You have helped me when I couldn't find anyone else who could. You saved my company from being destroyed by kids. Why do you still think that this is a pity position?"
I sigh, thinking about what Ranger is saying. It's true; I have worked for him in the past. He has never complained about my work while I was working for Rangeman. I have the respect of his staff, his Merry Men. Yes, I would need to work out, learn self-defense, and carry a loaded gun, but that would all make me better at my job. Why am I so stubborn? I decide to take him up on his offer.
"Fine, Ranger, I'll work for you. When do I start?" I ask while looking at him. I swear, for a moment he looked like a kid in the candy store before his blank face slammed down again.
"How about when you finish your shower, Babe?"
"Sounds good to me."
By this point, we were pulling into the Rangeman garage. Ranger parked in his usual spot next to the elevator. We entered the elevator, where Ranger hit his key fob twice, once to send the elevator up to seven, and once to jam the cameras. Suddenly, Ranger's lips were on mine, his arms were around my waist and back, and he pulled me up against him. I kissed him right back. When the doors opened to seven, we got off and stopped kissing, only long enough for him to open the door to the apartment. Then, once the door was closed and locked, he had my back against the door and was fondling me and kissing me everywhere. Just as things were getting interesting, his cell phone rang, but not his regular phone. A different phone.
"Fuck! Steph, go ahead and take a shower. We'll have to finish this later." He picked up the phone and walked to his office, closing the door. Hmm? I wonder, that's not his regular phone that rang. The call can't be good. I better take my shower so we can get Ralph.
Ranger's POV
Fuck me! I can't believe that they are calling me NOW! Their timing can't get any worse. I quickly usher Stephanie to the shower while I go to my office to answer their blasted call. "Captain Manoso."
"Captain, we have an assignment for you. Please report to our offices in Washington D.C. by 0800 on November 6th, which is two days from today."
"Yes, Sir. How long will I be gone?"
"Captain, we don't know. The mission is clssified as extremely dangerous. We will discuss specifics when you arrive in D.C. As always make sure all your affairs are in order, Captain."
"Understood, Sir. Upon my return I want my contract to be over. No more missions. I want an opportunity to have a real life, Sir."
"Captain Manoso, if you survive, I promise that I will personally rip up your contract so that your obligation to your government terminates upon the completion of your debrief."
"Thank you, General. I'll see you in two days."
"Don't be late, Captain." With that, the General hung up. I then make the necessary calls to my lawyer, the airlines and Rangeman's other offices.
What am I going to do? Finally, I have Stephanie here in my apartment, ready to be with ME, not Morelli, but me. I thought with ony days left on my contract I was free to claim Stephanie. But now that I have this assignment there is a chance that I won't return. It wouldn't be fair to her. But I need Stephanie to understand I am serious about us. I need to survive this last mission so that I can be with Stephanie, the love of my life. I hear the shower shut off. I enter the bedroom and sit on the bed. She exits the bathroom wearing my robe. Dios, she's beautiful.
"Ranger, I'll be ready in about ten minutes. Thanks for waiting for me." She says as she exits the bathroom. Once she sees me sitting on the bed, she pauses, then comes to sit next to me. "Ranger, what's wrong? That call was telling you that you're going in the wind again, right?"
She knows me too well. I thought I had my blank face on; I guess not. "Yeah, Babe, I'm leaving in two days. I have to be in D.C. by 0800 on the sixth. No details, but like most of my missions there is always the chance I might not return."
I watch as all the color drains from my Babe's face, she starts to hyperventilate. I push her head between her legs. "Breath, Babe, breathe. It'll be fine."
Once she catches her breath, she looks at me with her beautiful blue eyes filled with tears that she's trying not to shed. "Ranger, how can you say that? I may never see you again. Do you have to go, Ranger? Can't you turn it down? I don't want you to go, Ranger."
"Babe, I wish it were that easy. But it isn't. I have no choice. It's part of my contract. Babe, I have a favor to ask of you." I start, watching her face to determine her thoughts. "Babe, please stay here, with me, tonight and tomorrow night. Babe, I know that it's not fair to you, to bring this up now, but I love you. I have loved you for a long time now. I am not asking you to wait for me, but I'm asking to give me the next two days so that if things go FUBAR, I'll have the memories of these next few days to help me want to survive. Please, Babe, I need you."
By now, the tears are falling. "Ranger, I'll stay with you. God, I love you, too. I want to be able to remember you, too, just in case. I will wait for you, you know. I've been waiting for you to give yourself to me without any qualifiers for a long time. Please don't push me away again, Ranger. Promise me that you will come back."
"Babe. You are a beautiful, vibrant woman, who deserves to be loved, if something does happen to me. Please don't hold out for me. As I told you, the next two days may be our last."
"Don't talk like that, Ranger. I have to believe that you'll be coming back."
"Querida, what do you want to do? Do you still want to get Ralph today?"
I see her back straighten; she closes her eyes, then speaks. "Yes, let's go get Ralph. Then we can come back and spend what time we have before you have to leave for D.C."
"Well, Babe, I will need to leave the apartment for a couple of hours tomorrow, to sign some paperwork, but then I'm all yours."
"What about your parents? Do you need to see them?"
"No. I'll call them, tell them I'm leaving. Then I'll call Julie to let her know. They don't want or need to know, but I can't keep it from you. I'm sorry, Querida."
"Don't be. Let me get dressed. I need about twenty minutes now, especially since I've been crying."
"Okay, Babe. I'm going downstairs to let Tank, Lester, and Bobby know. Meet us at my office when you're ready. I love you, Stephanie." I lean down and give my beautiful Babe a gentle kiss. I have to control myself from taking my robe off of her and taking Steph right now, but if I do that, we won't be leaving this apartment. I reluctantly break away, leaving her to get ready.
"See you downstairs, Babe."
I take one last glance at Steph before heading down to my office. Once I open the door on five, I call out for my team. "Tank, Lester, Bobby, my office, now." I bellow. I go to my office and sit on the couch. Once the three musketeers walk in, they join me in the sitting area. Lester, who's last to walk in, closes the door, knowing what I'm about to say isn't going to be good news.
"When do you leave, Primo?" Lester asks me.
"I have to report at 0800 on the sixth. The assignment is extremely dangerous and I have a bad feeling about it already. Stephanie knows already."
"Damn, Carlos, this sucks." Tank replies.
"You know that this was always a possibility. I made the mistake of letting the suits know that I wasn't renewing my contract after my last mission. Now, I'm expendable. I was hoping to have a chance with Steph, but now…"
"We'll take care of her, regardless of what happens. We'll make sure that she is always safe." Bobby replies.
"I know. Before the call I had told Steph we wold help her bring in the FTA that blew up her car. Once we get him, I'm offline until I leave for D.C. I have an appointment with my lawyer tomorrow at 0900, to make sure that the paperwork for Rangeman is in order and my Will is updated to take care of Stephanie. She's getting my house in Point Pleasant, my cars, and five million dollars. I want to make sure she's taken care of for life."
"You know she's going to fight us, not wanting to take them." Tank state.
"Yes, which is why I wrote her a letter, to help ease her into accepting what I want her to have," I reply. "I have booked a flight at 0500 on the 6th, so Tank, you need to take me to the airport at 0230. Stephanie will be staying with me here until I leave. Let her stay on seven whenever she wants. She has agreed to work here full-time. I only hope that by me leaving she isn't going to change her mind."
"We'll make sure that she stays working here. We all love her too, you know." Lester states.
"I know. Tank, I'll try to contact you whenever I can. I spoke to Marco in Miami already, so he'll make sure Julie is safe. Have his back. I can't be worried about my two girls."
"We got it, Ranger." Tank replied.
Then I heard the knock that could only be Stephanie. "Come in, Babe."
Stephanie entered my office, wearing her Rangeman uniform, fully dressed with all her weapons. What a sexy sight. It's making me rethink going after Ralph right now. She walks over to us, going to sit on the empty chair but I pull her into my lap. I need to feel her in my arms as much as possible until I leave.
"Babe, do you know where we could find Ralph now?"
"He should be at his mother's. He goes there for dinner every night. I don't think he can cook. Besides, he brings his laundry to his mother as well. His mother lives three doors down from my parents, which is why I avoided getting him there, but with you guys, it should be smoother."
"Babe, we're not going to get roped into eating dinner at your parent's house?"
"No. We'll arrive at seven. Dinner will be over."
"Okay, so we need Cal to join us. Tank, I want you and Cal to cover the back of the house. Lester and Bobby, cover the vehicles. Stephanie and I will take the front door. Once we get him, Tank and Cal will bring him into TPD to get your body receipt. The rest of us will come back here. Once we get here, I'm off-line."
"Okay. Let's go. We'll meet you in the garage."
Lester, Tank, and Bobby left the office, leaving Stephanie and me alone together. I kissed her neck and ear, allowing my hands to rub her breasts through her shirt. Dios, I need this woman. "Babe, I'm sorry. You know I don't want to leave."
"I know, Ranger."
"Carlos, please call me Carlos whenever we are alone."
"Carlos, I know you don't want to leave. I don't want you to go either. Can't we just run away? Disappear and never return?"
I stop kissing and fondling my Babe. "Don't think I haven't thought of that. But, are you able to cut ties with everyone in your life? You won't be able to contact anyone, Mary Lou, your grandmother, your nieces? No one will ever be able to speak to you again."
"No, I can't, but I could try."
"Babe, I couldn't ask that of you. Besides, I couldn't give up my family or Julie. There's no other way, Querida."
She sighs. "Let's go get Ralph so we can begin our time alone together where we can pretend that you aren't leaving." She reluctantly gets off my lap, and I follow her. We take the elevator down to the garage, only so I can hold her a few extra minutes. Once the doors close, I pull her against me, so her back is to my front, and my arms are around her waist. I place my head against her neck so I can take in the scent from her strawberry shampoo. The elevator doors open up to the garage much too quickly for my liking. We meet the others by their cars, while we head for my Turbo. I know she loves this car, so I'm going to give her a ride in it. We pull out first, with the other following us to her parent's block. I can feel her tense as we get closer to her mother's house. I can only imagine the tongue lashing she's going to get for not calling her mother after the incident. "Babe, did you call your mother to tell her you were okay?"
"Yes, I called her before you or Morelli arrived. She knows I'm fine." I relaxed a little, knowing that her mom won't bother her for that, but she'll probably tell her how she's an embarrassment for apprehending Ralph Neibetz on her block. We get out of the car once the others are in position. I walk with Stephanie up the front porch, letting her take the lead. She knocks on the door. Ralph answers.
"Ralph Neibetz, as you know, I'm Stephanie Plum, and I represent Vincent Plum Bail Bond Agency. I'm here to take you to get re-bonded."
"As I told you this morning, bitch, I'm not going back. I see you have a new car there. Now I get to see another one go BOOM." Ralph responds.
At that moment, Ranger makes his presence known. "I don't think so, Ralph."
"Ranger, what are you doing here?"
"You ruined my woman's car this morning. She wasn't happy, which means I'm not happy. Now, you are going to come with me the easy way or the hard way."
Ralph had gone with them the hard way before and decided to take the easy way. He put his hands behind his back and turned around, allowing me to cuff him. Ranger and I walked him down to the sidewalk, where Lester and Bobby took him until Tank and Cal could bring him to TPD. Once secured in the car with Bobby sitting next to him, Ranger and I got back in the Turbo. Before we could make our getaway, my mother was standing next to the car.
"Stephanie Michelle Plum, how could you arrest poor Ralph in front of his mother. I am embarrassed. What will everyone say? How can you be so disrespectful? It's about time you quit that stupid job of yours and marry Joe. Lord knows he'll take care of you so you can stay home an give me more grandchildren. Valerie has three kids with one on the way. Why can't you be more like your sister?"
"Mom, he missed his court date. I tried to get him away from here, but he blew up my car. Remember?"
"Still, Stephanie, you need to quit your job and marry Joe. When are you going to do that?"
"Good night, Mom. Ranger and I are going to get dinner. I'll talk to you in a couple of days."
I see that she wants to leave, so I leave. Not to mention, the faster we get out of here, the faster I can have her in my bed, where she belongs.
"Are you okay, Babe?"
"Yeah. Mom is always disappointed in me; it's her normal."
"Do you want to get something to eat?"
"Maybe we can get some stuff from the breakroom. I don't want to waste any more time."
Perfect. The sooner we're done eating, the sooner I can have my dessert. We arrive back at Haywood, and I pull into my spot. We exit the car, taking the elevator to five. Once there, we get some minestrone with fresh bread and turkey sandwiches for dinner. We bring our food up to seven. We sit at the breakfast bar, quickly eating. Once we finish, Steph brings the dishes to the sink, starting to rinse them before placing them in the dishwasher. I put my arms around her waist from behind and kiss her delicious neck. "Babe, leave them. Ella will get them later."
Stephanie shuts off the water, turns around, and puts her arms around my neck. We kiss like there's no tomorrow, which is true. As much as I want to make slow, sensual love to my Babe, I need her badly. I quickly divest her of her clothes and place her on the counter. Now, she's at the perfect height for me to take her. I reach in my pocket for a condom, but she stops me. "I'm on the shot. I'm good."
I'm glad, because I rather make love to her without the barrier, feeling her around me. I know our foreplay hasn't been long, so I make sure to finger her a little, making sure she's wet enough, so I don't hurt her. Once I know she's ready; I enter her. We go hard, fast, almost animalistic. We cum too quickly, but it's okay because it was only round one.
"I'm sorry, Babe. I didn't hurt you, did I?" I ask her.
"No. I'm fine. It was what I wanted." I pick her up, bridal style, and carry her into the bedroom. I place her on the bed, where I start to worship her body. Kissing her beautiful, perfect breasts, bringing her nipples to attention. I alternate between gently biting her nipples and sucking them. I love feeling her body react beneath me while hearing her little moans of satisfaction. I kiss down her stomach, going closer to the promise land. I settle myself between her legs, waiting to taste her. "Querida, I love you so much. You are beautiful, sexy, vibrant, stubborn, and sassy. I wish I didn't have to leave."
"Carlos, please, I don't want to wait for any more orgasms from my Cuban sex God."
"Cuban Sex-God?"
"Yes, Carlos. Please make me cum!"
"Your wish is my command." With that, I start to lick her warm center. She is already wet and ready for me. She has the sweetest taste. I swear, I've never tasted anyone who tasted as good as she does. I could eat her forever. I feel her hips bucking and her hands in my hair, pushing me where she wants me. I pull back and stop. "Carlos, please, don't stop."
I put two fingers inside her, making sure to hit her g-spot while biting and licking her clit. I can feel her edging towards another climax. I keep building her up. Right before she's ready to explode, I stop, kissing my way up her body. I know she's desperate and frustrated, but I will make it up to her. I have my cock positioned at her entrance, looking into her eyes. "Are you ready?"
"Oh God, yes, I'm ready for you, Carlos." I enter her completely in one swift move. I know I'm bigger than most men, but my Babe has no problem taking me. I start to pump in and out of my Babe slowly. I know that if I go too fast, I won't last. I want to bring my Babe to such a high that will be a new experience for her. I keep bringing her the brink of climax before stopping and letting her back down. Finally, I can tell that she's ready. I bring her back up, pumping faster and harder than I have before. Her moans are barely audible. I know I'm driving her crazy, as she's scratching my back with her nails, pulling me against her. I put my hand between us so that I can touch her clit. I know she's holding back. "Babe, cum with me, now." I feel her release, gush over and over again. I can tell that she's had several mini-orgasms, as her inner muscles keep tightening around my cock. Finally, I can't hold back anymore and cum inside her. She goes limp beneath me, passed out. Perfect. Le petite mort. Mission accomplished.
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0200 on November 6th
My cursed alarm goes off. I have to get up. I've only slept about an hour, as my Babe and I spent most of the last day and a half making love. I don't want to get up, but I must if I'm going to make my flight out of Newark. I kiss Stephanie as I get up, going into the bathroom to take a quick shower. I finish, getting dressed. It's time for me to go, but I don't want to leave. I have the love of my life in my bed. Life is not fair. "Querida, mi amor, te quiero, siempre para siempre." I lean over her body, giving her another kiss. She wakes up.
"Carlos? Is it time already?"
"Yes, mi amor, it's time. Please be careful. I want you to work here until I return. I want you to stay here if you ever need to, my apartment is your apartment. I love you Stephanie Plum, never doubt my love for you. Tank, Lester, and Bobby are here for you if you need them. I love you, Babe."
"I love you too, Carlos. You better come home to me in one piece. Don't get shot."
"Don't go crazy." We kiss once more; only this kiss is full of promise, love, desire, and sadness. I get up, tucking my Babe back in bed, before I take one last glance at her, possibly my last glance at her. "I love you, Babe."
"I love you too, Batman." I hear her respond as I walk out the door.
Three Months Later, February 2013
Stephanie's POV
I'm three months pregnant with Ranger's baby. Little did I know that the shot takes two injections before it works. I haven't told anyone yet, because I'm not ready for lectures. I've been working at Rangeman full time since Ranger left, as I promised him. I know that I need to let Tank know about my pregnancy soon. I have an appointment tomorrow, so I'll ask Bobby to come with me. That way, they will know, and they will look out for me. I know once my mother and the rest of the Burg finds out, I'll be an outcast, once again. Why me?
Right now, I'm with my partner, Vince, staking out Tommy Wolinski. He's a medium bond who skipped out on armed robbery charges. Tank hasn't heard from Ranger, which isn't unusual, but I pray for his safety every night. I'm not sure if he wants another child, I pray he does, but I'm ready to raise this child on my own if he doesn't want it. I didn't mean to deceive him. I truly thought I couldn't get pregnant.
We see Tommy exiting his workplace at the button factory. We get out of the car to apprehend him. He sees us approaching him. He stops and waits for us. Vince takes the lead with him.
"I'm Vince, and this is Stephanie. We represent your Vincent Plum Bail Bonds Agency, and we're taking you into court."
"Like hell you are, jackasses." With that, he pushes Vince aside, which shocks me. Then, he punches me in my stomach before pushing me to the ground. I feel pain like I've never felt before curse through my body. "Vince, forget him and call an ambulance, NOW."
Vince sees me on the ground, in obvious pain. He calls into the control room, telling them the situation. Within five minutes, Bobby is on the scene. We hear the ambulance in the distance.
"What's wrong, Stephanie?"
"I need to go the hospital. We have to check on the baby. I'm afraid I may be miscarrying."
"Baby? What baby, Stephanie?"
"I'm three months pregnant. I was going to tell you tomorrow when I was going to ask you to come with me to my appointment. It's Ranger's baby."
Bobby looks down at me, at my pants. "Bomber, you're bleeding."
"No, no. It can't be happening; I can't be losing this baby. What will Ranger say when he finds out I couldn't keep our baby safe?"
"Stephanie, relax. Breathe. The EMTs are here. We'll get you both checked out."
Three hours later, I'm lying in my room in maternity. The doctor comes walking in. Bobby is with me in the room. "Ms. Plum, I'm sorry to tell you that the baby didn't survive."
I stopped hearing anything else that the doctor said. I started to sob. "Oh Carlos, I'm sorry. I'm sorry."
Bobby's POV
I watch Stephanie fall to pieces in front of me. I know that Ranger's chances for survival are almost nonexistent. For Stephanie, this baby would be a part of Ranger that she would always have, even if he didn't survive. The doctor is trying to tell her that she can still have children and will most likely not miscarry, but she does not hear any of it. She's mourning the loss of her baby, of Ranger's baby. I wish she would have told me sooner. She wouldn't have been in the field. Damn it, Bomber. She's so inconsolable that I tell the doctor to sedate her. She does. In the meantime, I have to tell Tank, Lester, and Ella. We need to keep her on seven for at least a week. I know Vince is beside himself, blaming himself for her getting hurt. It wasn't his fault, though.
Tank and Lester arrived in her room. They see her sleeping. "How is she? I thought she wasn't badly hurt?" Tank asked.
"Tank, Lester, Bomber was three months pregnant with Ranger's baby. When Tommy punched her in her stomach, he caused her to miscarry. She was hysterical when the doctor told her, so we had to sedate her. I'm worried about her. We need her to stay on seven for at least a week. I hope that we hear something about Ranger soon. If we don't, I'm scared for what she might do. She's blaming herself for not taking care of the baby. You know how her mother and the cop constantly put her down, well, she's internalized a lot of it. We will need to keep an eye on her."
"Can Beautiful still have children?" Lester asked.
"Yes. There was no permanent damage caused. I only hope that Ranger gets home soon." I reply.
"We promised to take care of Bomber, so we will. We will do Ranger proud." Tank responds.
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Author's Note: I have a companion piece to this story, "Dear Diary", which will give you insight into Stephanie's state of mind, especially early on in the story.