Ch 11

The next morning Peyton sat in the shop with Peter, Jess, and a slightly hung over Leon. It was nine thirty and no one else was up. She stood to get a coffee refill when two men walked in. One of them was a police officer and the other wore a green polo shirt with tan kaki pants.

"I'm looking for Peyton O'Connor," the officer announced. Leon pulled Peyton on his lap.

"She's still asleep," Peter lied.

"Bull shit asshole," the man in the polo replied. "You think I don't know O'Connor's sister when I see her." His eyes landed on Peyton. "Miss O'Connor you're gonna have to come with us." Leon's grip tighten on her.

"Why don't you show us that paper that says you can take her," Jess countered.

"Guys it's I'm going it's not a big deal."

"It is if you try stop her," the guy in the polo told them. "Possession of a minor is a serious crime in the state of Florida."

"Stop or they'll arrest you and figure out who you guys are," Peyton whispered in Leon's ear. She kissed Leon's cheek and grabbed her purse. "Tell Brian I'll call him when I'm done." She walked out of the store with the two older gentleman.

"Agent Markham if you don't need me I'm going to return to the police station," the police officer said.

"Go ahead. I'm going to take Miss O'Connor in my car." The man in the polo lead her to an undercover police car. "Get in."

"Yes sir." The man looked up surprised but got into the car.

"I expected more of an argument."

"There's no reason why there should be." Markham started the car.

"You don't act like O'Connor at all."

"He's my half brother. We were raised a lot different."

"I can see that." They were quiet for most of the ride of the ride there, until Peyton worked up the nerve to ask him what was on her mind.

"Sir, why I'm I being arrested?"

"You aren't. If you were I would have read you your rights."

"Then where are you taking me?"

"To customs agency. One of our agents notified us that you were a runaway. Your parents are waiting for you."

"But my dad clearly kicked me out of the hotel we were staying at in Mexico."

"Your mom has full custody. She's the one that can kick you out and your under eighteen." Peyton sighed annoyed. She wanted to stay here with Brian but knew her mom would blow a fuse that she had crossed the border with complete strangers.

They pulled into the parking lot and got out of the car. He walked her into the building and guided her into the elevator. They went up three floors and into a conference room.

"Here she is," the man who sat at the table said to her parents. Her mother got up from her seat and pulled Peyton into a hug. She was crying and looked like she would shatter any second.

"Never do this too me again," her mother commanded looking into her daughter's eye. "You hear me?"

"I'm sorry," Peyton told her mom as she hugged her mother. "I didn't mean for it to happen."

"Then why did you leave?" her father asked her. She glared at him coldly before she answered him.

"You told me to go." She released her mom as her dad got up. "You told me to get the stuff out of the hotel."

"Why you little…."

"Don't tell us we can't go in there, brah!" Peyton heard Rome yell. The door opened and Brian came walking in with Rome. They were followed by a secretary and another agent, Agent Dunn.

"I'm sorry Agent Markham they just marched in," the secretary apologized.

"It's alright Mary," Markham assured. "I was expecting O'Connor to pull something like this." The women left, and Brian stepped in front of Peyton.

"What the hell do you want?" he asked their father. Their father let out a sarcastic laugh.

"And here I thought my daughter was kidnap, but she was really influenced by you to become a run away."

"You never gave a fuck about your daughter and never will. My sister came to me because you were piss drunk and told her to leave."

"Erik," Peyton's mother pleaded. Mr. O'Connor turned and slapped her.

"Stay out of it!" Brian pushed Peyton back towards Rome and punched his father. Dunn left the room for a moment and returned with a handful of agents who broke the fight. Rome held Peyton, but she easily broke free from him and knelt on the floor near her mother.

"Mum you okay?" Peyton's mother had been born in America, but was raised in England. When her mother needed comfort she usually used mum like her mother had called her grandmother.

"I'm fine," her mother told her. Dunn and a few other agents escorted Peyton father's out of the room.

"You have custody, right?" Markham asked her mother as he helped her up.

"Yes I do."

"Then I would suggest leaving Florida as soon as possible. We can get you a flight and pay for it if you need us to."

"That would be gre…"

"I'm not going." They all looked at Peyton. "I came here to get away from dad, but I've been able to just be myself the last two days." She looked her mother in the eye. "Can I stay here for the summer? Please?" Her mother gave Peyton a long look which forced Peyton to lower her face.

"Brian do you mind?" Peyton lifted her head in shock.

"Really?"

"It's up to Brian." Peyton looked up at Brian.

"It would be nice to have the annoyer with me for the summer." Peyton hugged Brian. He returned the hug and Rome laughed.

"Looks like she's like a disease. Easy to catch and hard to get rid of." Peyton stuck her tongue out at him. She used to do it all the time at him when she was younger. She turned to her mom.

"You sure this is okay?" Her mother took Peyton's face between her hands and kissed her forehead.

"You deserve a vacation. A real vacation without your father. Just don't make me come get you early because you did something stupid."

"Deal."

Hey guys I know it's been a long time but school's been taking up just about all my time.

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