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A/N: Thank you all so much for the support of this story, it means so much to me and encourages me to continue on with it... Special thanks to: BlondieC82, SunkissedQueen, AttitudeEraChick, KingofKingsFan, Apsnowball, Armbar Nation, ForzaAzzurra, and Jessica619 for the wonderful reviews of that last chapter, and to those that followed/favorited, all of you rock and huge hugs! Also, introducing Laz Delgado from Empire/CSI Miami and Reynaldo Martinez from Law and Order (Ray Curtis) ...Enjoy!

Liberty City, Miami...

Charlotte slowly turned into a side alley off of 79th Street, and cut the engine. The sun was almost down, and the day was slowly turning to dusk. Unfortunately for Diosa, this was one of the worse neighborhoods within Miami, it was West of Biscayne Bay. Definitely not where you would want to find yourself alone and defenseless.

Charlotte watched from the rearview mirror as Dave opened the back hatch up, and there was no sound coming from the cedar chest. She found that to be odd, because during the whole ride Diosa had been making odd noises.

Charlotte tapped her fingers across the steering wheel contemplating if Diosa maybe already dead. After several seconds, she shrugged her shoulders, she figured Paul would just have to come up with another plan, if in fact Diosa was dead.

Charlotte got out of the vehicle to make sure to give actual facts to her brothers, she reached for Dave's hand before he started to remove the chest. She leaned her head towards it in order to listen, she heard nothing, and looked back to Dave. "She maybe out."

Dave was well aware of what Charlotte was implying, Diosa could have already expired. "We still need to dump her."

Diosa was not dead, but she knew how to play the part of a corpse. She was losing a lot of blood, but she still had presence of mind. She laid silently listening for whoever was going to open the chest. There was a reason she was the last surviving child of The Godmother; she never gave up when things looked there darkest; she was every bit of her mother, a fighter until she breathed her last breath. The odd noises heard by Charlotte was the detaching of the underwire of her bra. Hunter had made this very easy by ripping her bra open, because this act frayed the material enough for Diosa to gain easy access to the underwire.

"Open it up, and let's get the hell out here to make the call; I have plans for tonight." Charlotte spat as she leaned against the side of the Tahoe, fiddling with her manicure. She assumed this would be easy enough for Dave, why should she break a sweat.

Dave opened the cedar chest, and as he thought, Diosa's body wasn't moving. He couldn't even see the comforter moving to indicate there was breathing. Diosa had held her breath, she was using what little strength she had left to make an example out of whoever opened the chest.

He lifted her body out, and began stepping back to place her body on the ground. "Son of bitch!" Dave yelled out in agony, and dropped Diosa. She used the underwire of her bra like her knife, and she stabbed deeply into Dave's eye socket.

Blood gushed and spewed like a fountain from Dave's eye socket; all he could do was hold the wounded area, and curse from the agony. "You bitch!"

"What the hell?!" Charlotte horrified from her miscalculation, reached for her gun, but Diosa used what little strength she had left, and with her barefoot, she kicked Dave in the ass, and right into Charlotte.

Chaos ensued because Charlotte's gun accidently fired, and the bullet went straight through Dave's left foot; and then they both fell backwards.

Diosa held the right side of her body where the bullet was still enlarged. She snickered through the pain as she kept pressure on the spot of her injury. "Tell Hunter, he has a fucking war now!"

"Ah, fuck!" Diosa cried out in pain, breathing was becoming more and more difficult for her, but she steadied herself and began to run as best she could. The pain was excruciating for her, it felt as though she could pass out from the loss of blood, but she had to get away.

She stopped with labored breath, and she spotted a bunch of street teens at the other end of the alley. Her eyes lit up because she knew they were young gangbangers by the black/gold colors they wore; and the patent bandanas. These were going to become her favorite colors from now on; because these colors represented one of the most notorious street gangs within the Southeast, so it is no surprise that they were instrumental in helping The Reigns organization by protecting product going through their territory. This notorious gang were The Latin Kings, and Roman had ties with the Leader of this gang. "Ayuadame….Soy la esposa de Roman Reigns!" (help me…I'm Roman Reigns wife)

One of the men stepped away from leaning on the wall, and he dropped the half smoked cigarette from his fingertips as his eyes went big as saucers; he couldn't believe he was seeing Diosa Reigns. "Holy shit…Homie, that is Rome's wife."

A very distinctive handsome raven hair man with short stubble facial hair, stepped outside from the hallway of the abandoned building. He was the second in command of this gang, and was on the scene for a meeting. He checked quickly, and realized his solider was right, it was Diosa. They had met on several occasions at club SiN. He slapped two of the young men on the back to signal them to get ready to cock and load. "Vamos….!" (Hurry)

At this time Charlotte spotted the many gangbangers, and she instantly felt panicked. There had to be at least a dozen of these gang members, and they all were coming towards her and Dave. This was not a shootout they could win. She struggled trying to navigate Dave's injured body into the truck. "Come on, Dave!"

She was right in her thinking, because a second later, bullets began to fire. "Shit, Dave…We got to get the fuck out here…Move your ass…Now!"

Diosa finally collapsed to the hard concrete, she was inches away from the man that was second in command. "Help me, please, their trying to kill me."

The man looked down quickly at Diosa, and reached for her, and kept his gun aimed towards Charlotte and Dave. "I got you, now." He fired several shots as Diosa was at his feet.

Charlotte shoved Dave into the back seat, but not before Dave received another bullet in the shoulder from one of The Latin Kings.

Charlotte hopped into the driver's seat, and revved the engine, and then sped off with back wheels screeching. Her and Dave were lucky they took off when they did; because more men dressed in black/gold attire stepped out of the abandoned building, and opened fire in their direction. Bullets bounced off the truck as it sped away.

The handsome raven hair man kneeled down and lifted Diosa's body into his arms. He looked to one of his members with lips pursed tightly together. Diosa was covered in blood and appeared to be struggling for air. "Vamos…We need to get her help…. Get my truck!"

Diosa's eyes fluttered open, and she looked to the man to try to recognize him, but she was in too much pain. The only thing that was going through her mind was what she heard about her husband. "Please, tell me, is it true…Is Roman dead?"

"Ssshh, save your strength." The handsome man tightened his grip as he walked towards his gold metallic Range Rover Evoque.

His crew members helped him placing Diosa's body in the back seat. The youngest member present, looked towards the man in charge. "Yo Laz, you need us to go too?"

The handsome man was Laz Delgado, and he turned to his solider while starting his vehicle. "Na man, just shut the door, I'll take her to the hospital…There is going to be serious heat for this."

The sea of black/gold jersey's and jackets watched as their second in command sped away. They all knew with what they just witnessed; there was going to be some serious shit coming down the pike from The Reigns organization. All were prepared to go to war; it was just another day at the office.

Mercy Hospital…Miami, Fl

Laz rushed through the automated doors of the Emergency Room with Diosa held tightly in his arms. "I need some help over here!"

Ronda had kept to her word, and her security detail was in full force within the lobby area. Ronda's senior lieutenant was Reynaldo Martinez. He stood distinctly towards the front doors, and his attention was captured by Laz's blustered voice. He looked with an incredulous expression on his face, when he saw Laz carrying Diosa; he jogged quickly over to the gurney that now was being rushed with Diosa on it. "Wait!"

"Sir, step back!" The doctor running alongside the gurney snapped at Reynaldo.

Reynaldo was not backing down from the doctor's orders; this was of critical proportions within his mind. He thought my God, what will happen now with both leaders of The Reigns organization being hospitalized. He had been around this business long enough to know that their enemies will be salivating to try and take what both Roman and Diosa control. "I know her... She is family!"

The doctor and nurses continued at a quick pace, but the doctor looked over his shoulder at Reynaldo. "What is her name?"

"Diosa Reigns...Be careful with her!" Reynaldo yelled out and watched Diosa disappear behind two oak doors leading into an examining area; at least he assumed. "Dammit!"

Laz didn't wait for Reynaldo to summons him; he stood there and opened his jacket to the other men showing he was not packing heat.

"Walk." Is all Reynaldo said as he breezed by Laz going towards the outside. Ronda's remaining crew members resumed their positions, but watched Reynaldo from the windows.

"Before you get all puffed out." Laz decided to take the direct approach, but was quickly cut off.

Reynaldo raised his hand in Laz's face. "I know who you are, but why in the hell did you have Diosa?" He moved closer into Laz's personal space, and had no expression on his face. "You have twenty seconds to tell me something; otherwise you will be taking your last breath."

Laz was very aware of Reynaldo; he was a trigger happy lieutenant. "Come off it man; your tripping... Me and my members saved Diosa...She was being attacked by two fuckers in the alley in back of where The Kings meet, but me and the members handled it."

Reynaldo stood stoically as he eyed Laz up and down. After several seconds of thinking, he reached out his right arm. He knew the type of man Laz was, and where his loyalties were, which are to The Reigns. "I believe you, and on behalf of Roman, I thank you."

Laz grasped Reynaldo's forearm, and both men gripped into a solidary handshake. "If Rome, needs us, we're down...That was bullshit, and whoever they were need to be dealt with...Not only for Diosa, but those motherfuckers came into our territory trying to do their dirt, that shit doesn't fly."

"Si." Reynaldo released the handshake, and texted Ronda to meet him outside.

Several Hours later...Hospital chapel...

Reynaldo and Ronda sat inside of the Hospital Chapel waiting for Griselda. At this time everyone was on edge, but Griselda insisted on this meeting, and the safest place to have privacy was the hospital chapel. Ronda had already received the details from Reynaldo, and now her mind was focused as both Roman and Diosa, were in surgery. She knew they were going into battle, and this was not a bad thing because it happens when there are too many cooks in the kitchen, but the fallout of war is what she dreaded. Losing men in battle was never easy, and it changed you, made you harder, made you colder. But, for Ronda, this is when she was at her best.

Griselda walked in hand and hand with MVP, and sadly sat down in the first pew. She looked ragged and gutted; her eyes were red, but filled with venom. "My child is fighting for her life, and I want answers."

Ronda and Reynaldo were now standing in front of Griselda and MVP; they were near the altar. Ronda stepped forward, her legs were slightly spread apart, and hands behind her back; a solider stance. "I've got my people looking for the vehicle that had Diosa, and the Latin Kings are on board as well-"

Griselda raised her hand in the direction of Ronda; and tears rolled down her cheeks. "My daughter has a collapsed lung, and that damn bullet missed her heart by inches..." She gasped, and MVP rubbed her back. "My daughter may not make it, so that means someone must die... So, you get your people and make them understand we are handling this tonight... No more buts, no more I don't know shit, no nothing, except you telling me whoever did this to my child is dead!"

Ronda stood calmly, and knew she had to do what Roman paid her to do, and that was protecting the interest of The Reigns Organization. "With all due respect Griselda, you can't give that order, it has to come down from Roman."

Griselda stood abruptly, and narrowed her eyes as she stared at Ronda. "I am The Fucking Godmother, you and your men will do as I say..." She began to pace slowly. "I made this shit happen, all of this...Everything that goes on in today's world is because of me; while all of you were running around with snotty noses, I was building the greatest Empire any MAN had ever seen... I was the Queen of the Atlantic, everyone feared me; and you dare to tell me NO..." She stopped pacing and stood right in Ronda's face. "Do you know what I use to do with people that defied me?"

To Griselda's disappointment, Ronda stood staring coldly at her. Ronda was well aware of Griselda's wrath, but the here and now was different. "Yes, ma'am I heard the stories, and to be honest, I admire the fuck out you, but again with all due respect, you are not the boss anymore, Roman is, and he would never be onboard with me doing such a thing without his consent..." She took a slight breath. "Roman is more than my boss, he is my friend, and I want payback too, but that isn't thinking of our business, it is being emotional and that shit could take us all down."

Griselda was furious and began to lunge at Ronda, but MVP grabbed her from behind. "Babe, calm down, this isn't helping Diosa...Please just take a moment and breathe."

Ronda stood ready, if she had to strike Griselda to defend herself, so be it. Reynaldo stepped forward and stood between the two women. He knew very well what Griselda was capable of, but also knew Ronda was a trained killer. "Godmother, listen to her, this situation is not black and white, there is another complication."

Before anyone else could speak, another member stepped in, it was Ethan Carter III; he was watching the door to keep out unwanted intruders. "Excuse me...But, Roman is out of surgery, and in recovery."

Griselda wiggled out of MVP's embrace, and stalked into Ronda's face. "You have crossed a line you will wish that you never crossed."

Waiting Area...

All five arrived back from the chapel, and headed into the direction of Dr. Shepherd and the others. Griselda approached him first. "Well, Doctor, is he okay?"

Before Dr. Shepherd could answer a pair of high heels were heard clicking across the tile flooring heading in their direction; it was an olive skinned female dressed in a striking royal blue sleeveless pencil Bodycon dress. Nicole's mouth fell open as she stared at her.

"Don't let me interrupt, I'm Roman's sister." Coco said while staring back at Nicole. Paul gave her the okay to go to the hospital. He figured she would stand the best chance of gathering current information, and she was Roman's blood, they wouldn't hurt her. "You okay? Look like you have seen a ghost, Nikki."

Griselda was too preoccupied with her distress of Diosa and Roman that she didn't notice how Ronda was watching Coco so intently. Ronda wanted nothing more but to be alone with Coco to get answers, but she stood quietly giving Coco enough rope to hang herself.

Dr. Shepherd went onto say that the surgery was a success, and Roman was in recovery now. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. "I have to get back to him, but I would suggest everyone go home and get some rest, he won't be up for visitors until tomorrow." Derek turned back around before walking away. "I should correct myself, if his wife arrives, she will be allowed, or his legal guardians."

Griselda was pleased for Roman, but she couldn't smile, she still didn't know about Diosa. She flopped down on the couch, and held her face within her hands. She was on the verge of losing it. MVP sat beside her, and held her. "She will be alright, she is yours, and we both know how stubborn you two are."

Griselda patted his leg as she pulled away. "Thank you, you all can go, but I'm staying."

Of course no one else was leaving, and this gave Ronda her opening. She walked nonchalantly towards Coco, and took her arm leading them both over to the side, out of earshot from the others. She squinted her eyes, and spoke through gritted teeth. "What fuck happened?"

Coco smiled. "What is your problem?"

Ronda sucked in a breath, "Don't fuck with me Coco, I'm not Roman...Diosa is here fighting for her life and she was last with you and Hunter...So, I'll ask one last time...What the hell did you and Hunter do?"

Coco tried pulling her arm back, but Ronda tightened her grip, and essentially Coco, was grounded in her spot. "She was fine when she was with us, I don't know how the hell she ended up here." Coco smiled cunningly. She was not going to admit she shot Diosa. She was there to get answers for Paul and Hunter, and to see her brother.

Ronda squeezed so tightly that Coco felt as though her arm would snap. "Listen you crazy bitch, you can either tell me or I will tell Roman...Your choice." This was a lie because Ronda intended to tell Roman what she knew. Coco needed help yes, but if she had anything to do with hurting Diosa, this would change the scope of everything.

"Babe, Roman is asking for you." Mark received word Roman was awake and asking for Diosa, and once he received some mumbo-jumbo from the Doctor, he demanded to see Ronda. He knew she would be honest with him.

Ronda held onto Coco, but turned her head towards Mark. "Fine, watch her and make sure she doesn't leave this hospital."

Mark folded his arms to his chest, and looked down menacingly at Coco. "Don't be stupid and make me angry...Understood?"

Coco gulped as she looked at Mark's size. Even though she was a little unsettled emotionally, she followed his demands and went back to the waiting area. Mark pulled Ronda into a hug. "I got your back, do whatever you need to do."

He placed a kiss on top her head, and Ronda squeezed his waist. She exhaled releasing her stress. Mark was the only one who could do this for her. "I love you."

"Back at you, kid." Mark leaned down and stole a chaste kiss from her lips.

Ronda pulled away from Mark, and felt the stress creep back into her shoulders. She wanted to take Mark with her, but thought better of it. She knew telling Roman about what was happening would be disastrous.

Ronda was led into a small recovery room by Derek. She gasped while looking at Roman hooked up to so many machine. "Don't be long, he needs his rest."

"Okay, Doc." Ronda said while Derek walked out. She walked over to his bedside and pulled over a small rolling chair, and sat down.

Roman opened his eyes, they looked weak, something Ronda was not accustomed to. His voice was gravelly and husk from soreness. "Where is Diosa?"

Ronda held Roman's hand, and that instantly made Roman's heart beat faster. Ronda was not the mushy type, so he already knew this was bad. "You know I give it straight, and never lie to you, but you have to promise to stay calm...Okay?"

Roman clutched his fist around the white sheet that was covering him; he was trying to hold back the tears that threatened to fall. "Just tell me dammit... Please?"

Ronda felt a strong tugging at her heart. She didn't know how to gently tell Roman. "She is here in the hospital, but she can't see you right now."

"Oh for fucks sake, Ronda, please just tell me... Is she-"Roman couldn't say the word that he felt Ronda was trying to say.

Ronda stood up and leaned down over Roman, and continued to hold his hand. She could already see the numbers on the monitors elevating. "Please calm down."

Roman was fighting against sub coming to the morphine drip. His eyes fluttered, and he coughed from his scratchy throat. "You are the only person that will be straight with me... I need her, Ron... Tell me something, I'm going crazy."

Ronda's eyes darted between Roman and the monitors. "Okay, okay, okay... She is in surgery, she got shot, but she will be alright, I promise."

Roman turned his face away from Ronda, he was desperately trying to hold it together. His gut feeling was right all along, Diosa was in trouble and he wasn't there to protect her. "Oh God, I knew it...Someone hurt my baby...Who was it and Ron, how bad."

The nurse entered the room and immediately went towards the blood pressure monitor. "Ma'am, you have to leave now."

Roman tried jerking his arm from the nurse, but his efforts were useless because she injected another high dosage of sedation medication. "No... No... Ronda, please I n-e-e-d t-o s-e-e-!"

Ronda watched her friend slowly drift off after becoming so agitated. It broke her heart watching Roman so upset. Besides Mark, the only other family she had was Roman. The feelings of anger and guilt coursed through her body. "Whoever did this will pay with their own blood." She muttered softly as one single tear dropped from her left eye.

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