Sorry for the late update guys, been under the weather but been trying to at least write down where I want this story to go. So… enough with my excuses and here is the next chapter to my story.
It was gone every last bit of it was gone. Someone had jacked his shipment. Jason was amazed and that didn't happen very often. Of course there were moments when another family would make a move on his territory but this… this was unbelievable. The container that should have contained his shipment had arrived on schedule at the pier. However when his men went to unload it they found it empty. Well almost empty. There in the center of the floor of the container was a note. A regular old yellow post it note with the words, "Don't take it personal, it was for your own good." Jason was dumbfounded.
"Is this supposed to be a joke? Cause I am not laughing!" He barked at his men.
Max and Milo exchanged looks and the glanced back at Jason's angry face. They knew that when Cody went to give him the message that someone has messed with the shipment that he was going to be angry. But as of late Jason's temper has been even worse than before.
"Sorry Jason, but I wished that I could say that it was. We have no idea who could have done this and you have to admit this is the first time that we have seen anything like this." Max finally spoke up.
Running his hands down his in face with frustration emanating from every line of his body, he stared at the note again. What could this mean? He already had to contend with the Russians – was someone else about to be added into the equation?
"Find out what happened to my shit and make sure that whoever did this is not capable of doing it again. Understood?" Jason told his men while walking away from the pier heading towards his truck. All his men mumbled their consent and made moves to get on with the rest of their work. Hoping into his truck, Jason realized that he still had the note in his hand. Throwing it on the passenger seat in disgust Jason peeled out of the parking space. He was angry – angrier than he has even been in a long time. Someone was playing games and he was not in the mood to participate. Whoever had this kind of sick mentality needed to be taken care of and it should have been done yesterday.
Liz felt sunshine on her face. Blinking rapidly she awoke with confusion in her mind. Sitting up quickly, her first thought was that she had over slept for work. Until she remember that she had switched shift earlier the day before with another nurse that had some kind of family function to attend. So that meant that she had the whole day off – and nothing to do. Her mind went back to the night before when she came home to find Lucky waiting for her. After Cameron had run into his arms and she had gotten door open, she finally turned around to face him. Before she could ask him why he had shown up, Lucky began this whole spiel about how she was the one he wanted and that Sam was not what he needed and that they needed to be a family again. She knew that it was cruel but she could not help it. She laughed. Laughed so hard that she had tears running down her face. She must have been like this for a good five minutes. She only was able to stop when she got a look at the dark look that was on Lucky's face. She cupped his cheek and she told him that he was nuts. Yes she loved him but she was not what she wanted. That they could try again but they always ended. When they were younger maybe this would have put them back together but now she saw him as only a friend someone to lean on if she needed to. Essential always the number two choice. They had a cycle one that needed to be broken if he was ever to find happiness. He deserved the best. Then she asked about Sam, but she already knew what the answer had been. She wanted Jason back. They had that in common at least. But the difference? Sam had nothing to fear she could with Jason. There was nothing holding her back. "There is nothing holding you back either." Her subconscious teased her.
"Except my own fear." She said out loud to the room. Throwing the sheet off her, she made her way to the bathroom. She reached into the bottom cabinet and pulled out the brown paper bag she had stashed there earlier in the week. Something was wrong. She knew it. Something was off and the last time she felt this was – she was pregnant with Jake. Pretty ironic she thought smiling grimly. Jake was conceived on a one night stand and now their last night together might have given them another child. Life really throws it at her. Jason too. They get the raw end of the deal always. They give so much and they never get the chance to take back. She took the test out of the back and decided that it was now or never. She went through the motions of taking the test and washed her hands and walked out into her room waiting for the results. Lucky took the boys after he came over telling her that he wanted to bond with them. Sighing she knew that Lucky was still going to try to make her change her mind. He had this idea that he had to be with her but she knew that deep down he was just looking to hold on to what was familiar. She made her bed and decided that three minutes should be up by. Squaring her shoulder she walked back to the bathroom. After taking several deep breaths, she closed her eyes and reached for the test. One last calming breath, she finally opened her eyes and stared at the stick in front of her. Time to face the music.
