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Chap. 12
Angel's eyes were watching Jack pace. It was aggravating the shit out of him, so he stood and went into the kitchen. It had been nearly two hours. What the hell were Bobby and Annie up to? He poured him some coffee and grabbed another cup for Jack. He took them into the living room and sat them down on the coffee table. "Here." He said dully. The youngest brother's blue eyes saw it and he sighed.. "Thanks bro." Angel sipped his and tried to relax. "You need to chill Jack, your making me a nervous wreck." Jack snorted and sat in the armchair. "Can't help it, I know how Bobby is...he finds trouble everywhere he goes..." Angel couldn't argue, it was true.
"Yeah, but he ain't stupid, he knows we'll both have his balls if he gets Foster hurt." Jack nodded and took a drink. "Damn right.." It was quiet between them for a while. Each wrapped up in their own thoughts. Angel was trying to put it all together. His mother's 'execution'...the two hired hit men....Jack and Annie. The last one made him slightly grin. Sure, he'd made his threats...but he honestly couldn't think of anyone better for her to like. Bobby was too old. Then his face sobered, the thought of Bobby and Annie....he shivered.
Angel sighed, thinking about the newest addition to the house. She was indeed something they all had needed. To him, she was someone he knew understood him about the hell he went through overseas...she was his partner in walking through the fire. To Bobby, he wasn't too sure how Bobby thought about her. He knew the older brother liked her, she didn't take his shit. He'd seen some of the looks he'd give here when she wasn't looking. He was sizing her up, Bobby is a fighter, he always has been one. So was Annie, just not so openly like he was. Jerry just thought of her as another 'Mercer in the making', in his words. But the second oldest brother knew she was more than that, she needed them.
His dark eyes drifted over to Jack, who looked like his head was going to explode. He was in deep thought, he had that look on his face when he was writing new music...it worried Angel. Did he really care that much about her already? He picked his cup up and took another sip. Hell they all did, she was something to pleasantly distract them during all this. Though it was a bad time, he believed she was here for a reason. He couldn't figure it out now, but he was sure he would eventually. Being overseas proved to him that God does exist...and he worked in mysterious fucked up ways. He black man set his cup down and rubbed his face, unable to handle the silence any longer. "Damn, this sucks Jackie." He let out.
Jack nodded and set his cup down too. "Yeah, it does." Angel watched him. He was tapping his fingers on his knees. Jack gave up on sitting there, he slowly stood up and went upstairs. He shut his door, leaving Angel to his vices. Angel groaned and turned the TV on. About thirty minuets later, the front door opened. He looked up and saw Bobby and Annie walk in, with a duffel bag and something in a pillow case. "Whats in the bag?" Bobby shrugged and set it beside him. "Have a look Jarhead." Angel rolled his eyes and unzipped it, before whistling. "What are we doing? Building a fuckin armory?" Annie chuckled. "Wait till you see what I got..." He watched her pull a rifle out of the pillow case. He grinned, "Oh no, you got her a toy...from where?"
Bobby tossed him the dead hit man's wallet. "From his place, they were professional Angel. They had this too..." He handed the Marine the camera and Angel flipped through the pictures. "What the hell? Is that Fowler?" Bobby nodded. "Yeah it is, now we gotta find out why Green didn't tell us Fowler had seen Ma the day before she died...oh and apparently that lawyer was lying to us about only seeing her once at his office.." Right when Bobby said that, Angel came to the last two pictures. "Looks like a date.." Annie nodded. "What I said." Angel sighed and looked at her, making sure she didn't show any signs of being roughed up. "He didn't get you into any trouble did he?" Annie chuckled. "No, and if he would, I'd be the one getting our asses out.." She grinned and Bobby shook his head.
"Whatever Lil Annie." She looked around. "Where's Jackie at?" Angel pointed upstairs. "His room." She nodded and ran upstairs. Angel gave his attention back to Bobby. "I think we need to pay a visit to Green and Fowler, then go see that lawyer." Bobby said and Angel grabbed his jacket. "Lets go, are we gonna leave Jack here?" The eldest brother nodded and grabbed his matches. "He's got good company...plus...I think the kid needs a break." Angel agreed, that video of Mom getting shot had really bothered him. "Foster will talk to him, don't worry." Bobby glanced up and saw Annie come out of the bedroom they shared. She looked determined as she knocked on Jack's door and quietly walked in, shutting it behind her. His eyes looked sad.
"She's a good kid, Angel. Smart too..." Angel grinned and playfully punched Bobby's arm. "Don't get all sentimental on me damn it." The two smiled and hollered up stairs. "We're going out, be back later." Angel listened for a reply. "Okay." Jack hollered back dully. Angel made sure his pistol was still where it was and adjusted it in his pants, before they took off.
