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Warning-Violence and Language and Brigg's Angst

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Chapter 4-Gunshots

When Brigg's gets the final information on what's left of the cartel that killed Charlie he realises only to late that he might not be the target and Mike is forced to step up and protect Carina at the possible extent of his own life.

Brigg's doesn't sleep for nearly a weak. He's a mess of cases and five year olds and Russian phone calls and he lets some things slide. His daughter regrettably being one of them.

But he is this close. He can taste the blood of the men that killed his girlfriend and he wants to see it spilled more than anything.

So he leaves early, leaves a confused Carina with a spitting Paige and an irritable Mike and he Johnny and Jakes pack up into the car and go to the west of Southern California armed with enough guns to blow apart a small village and two S.W.A.T teams to back them up.

Mike is irritable. A small concussion results in him being out for a couple of weeks and being trapped in a house with a sick child and an angry Paige is not Mike Warren's idea of fun.

In his opinion he doesn't really of Carina as sick. She's well on the mend and other than a paranoid father and a slight cough she should be in school, but for now she's cuddled on the couch watching and eating what's left of Paige's pancakes.

That's when it happens.

There's a knock on the door that makes Mike stop, people don't knock at Graceland. Silvo, Paige, Briggs, Johnny and Jakes and him have keys and other than that nobody nobody knows that they are here. And nobody knocks.

When Mike goes to the door (having silently loaded his piece from the porch) he opens to see three dark haired cops all in uniform. "Hello" Mike says distinctly unimpressed and more than a little surprised. He gestures behind him and he can feel Carina, her five year old personality making her curious.

"Hello Agent Michael Warren?" one of them asks his voice smooth and brimming with confidence and his dark eyes alight with malice and Mike blinks because nobody, ever calls him Mike.

"Yes" he says shifting until he's covering Carina bracing himself for when he has to tell her to run and hoping against hope that she remembers where the emergency phone is.

"Agent Briggs asked us to take Carina into protective custody a little over an hour ago" the same cop says confidence utterly unshaken and Mike bits back a smile. No way in hell would Brigg's do that, A. Briggs doesn't trust cops and B. he wouldn't do anything concerning Carina without checking with whoever is watching her first.

And Mike knows that Paul trusts them all with Carina's life. It's the closest he's come to, to trusting them with his own.

"No" he says and the smile falls of the man's face as he sees the determined look on Mike's face. He moves so quickly Mike's almost impressed. Almost.

Carina runs up the stairs at Mike's shout of "Run and go now" scrambling backwards to the upstairs bathroom and Mike deflects a shot to elbow a man in the stomach giving him enough time to flip the other one over. A bullet detaches itself into the wall just past his ear and Mike wishes against all hope Paige would hurry up from her run and get the hell back home.

The first one recovered and Mike grabbed his gun and much to his satisfaction the bullet he shot in him stayed in him one in the gut and one in the head.

Then came the second one. But Mike wasn't thinking as he realised what Briggs had told him, you become your undercover identity. And as Mike kicked and punched and shoved he realised he wasn't Mike Warren anymore-he was Levi.

He would never tell anyone that he could have cried when Paige managed a roundhouse kick on the third guy and flashed a weary grin at Mike.

Oh shit. Carina.

Oh Shit. Briggs.

Once she had managed to get to the stairs the five year old had grabbed the phone off the hook and ran into her bedroom managing to throw herself under her bed.

It was what Daddy had told her to do, and fumbling with the phone and whimpering a little she flicked down the emergency numbers like daddy had taught her until she got to the one labelled with his name.

Paul Briggs was furious, nearly five years it had taken to get the lead and now it was gone. The last three remnants from the cartel that had killed Charlie gone underground. Johnny was driving him back both him and Jakes silent. This had been personal for most of the Graceland residents and it was infuriating that they were so close but yet still so far.

Then the phone rang the sound cutting through the car and Briggs reached absentmindedly flicking it onto speakerphone when he saw Mike's name flashing onto the screen.

"What?" he snarled and froze when he heard a sniffle followed by an all too familiar voice cutting through the phone "Daddy?" Briggs shot up his eyebrows raising and Johnny and Jakes shot themselves surprised looks.

"Hey Peanut, what's going on? Are you and Uncle Mike ok?" he asked as Johnny discreetly placed his foot down on the pedal increasing the speed of the car.

"Daddy I think there's a bad guy in the house" Carina whispered and Briggs gaped for a second, his mind going blank with something only describable as sheer panic.

"Where's your Uncle Mike kid?" Johnny asked and he slammed his foot down the car roaring and Carina was cut off by a bang that sounded all too reminiscent of a gunshot.

Oh God Paul thought his hands a shaking blur. That was a gunshot and Carina who screamed. "Peanut" he croaked his heart stopping when he heard nothing on the other end of the line before that sweet and utterly pure voice that he had come to cherish came over the phone "Daddy"

Paul bit back the sob as he realised that they were still ten minutes away and utterly helpless, powerless to prevent what was happening. That someone had invaded his home, was scaring his daughter-a someone who might not realise that Carina was Paul's world and without her there was nothing for him.

"Carina" Johnny said his voice low and soft "Calm yourself down sweetheart and stay where you are-I need you to promise that you won't leave the room you're in ok?"

There was a long pause and then the phone went silent as there was a scrabbling sound.

Like someone being dragged out.

"Shit" Jakes muttered as Johnny went full throttle the car moving so fast it was a miracle the three of them weren't flung from it at moving speed.

But Paul Brigg's couldn't think about that. In truth if you asked him later what he was thinking he honestly couldn't tell you, all he could feel was wave after wave of anguish crashing down on him and he was suddenly unable to breathe. "Paul" Johnny said slowly but he couldn't answer-couldn't hear-couldn't breathe over the noise and the rushing in his head.

God his child. His daughter. His beautiful daughter-the only thing he had that was worth really living for was out there in danger, scared and the only thing in the world that Brigg's would happily sell his soul for would be to wrap his arms around Carina and promise her that everything would be alright. That Daddy was here to protect her.

When they got to the house Briggs felt his stomach recoil. The front door was blown off his hinges, and there was two bullet holes in the wall. Johnny swore as he nearly tripped over a body that was lying on the floor, the three agents grounded to a halt when they saw Paige leaning against the stairs her gun in one hand, a nasty cut on the top of her head and a glass of what looked like rum in the other.

"Hey" she said wincing her face pulling as she stared at her drink "I don't know how you drink this shit Brigg's its awful"

Then came the voice that Brigg's had been desperate to hear with everything that he was. "Daddy!" and there at the top of the stairs clutching at Mike-who looked exhausted was Carina.

"Carina" Brigg's moaned his arms open sinking to his knees as his daughter all but launched herself into his arms. Briggs wrapped two arms around her hugging her to his hip and burring his face into the loose curls.

"Three dead-the three we were looking for" Mike said grimly from where he was leaning on Johnny looking a little worse for wear. He caught Brigg's eye like all those years ago when it had been him, Charlie and Brigg's in the room and his eyes filled with a sense of relief and pity. "It's over"

Paul nodded unable to comprehend the unending sense of gratitude he felt for keeping the only thing he had to live for alive. "Kid" he mumbled over Carina's shoulder "I don't know how the hell I am going to pay you back for this one"

Mike let out a laugh taking a long draft of Paige's rum "The carpet's shagged" he said flatly "There are two bullets in the wall, three dead people and the front door is definitely a goner-it's about three months of work and I'll be on remedial assessment for God-knows how long so how about we just call it even."

"Mike" Jakes said from where he and Johnny were sat on the floor two stunned to move anywhere else and Mike took a deep breath catching Brigg's eyes.

"Yeah" he said finally "Were ok"

They weren't ok-not by a long shot but that night four agents of law enforcement three FBI once Immigration and Customs and one DEA and a sleepy and stunned five year old her face pressed against her father's shoulder her eyes anywhere but the bodies dumped on the balcony sat and drank to their former friend and marvelled in their mortality and the fact that they were still able to fight for another day.

Let me know what you all thought-a thank you to everyone who has read so far...

Next Chapter(to be written on the recipient of the next prompt) Carina, Briggs and the rest of the Graceland residents go to the pool, (with Jakes son Daniel) whilst there Briggs sees a little boy getting rather friendly with his daughter and disapproves- Paul Is protective, Mike and Johnny are exasperated, Jakes understanding (kinda of) and Paige amused