Disclaimer: All belongs to Janet except Gracie and Michaels, but I don't claim Michaels.
A/N: Thanks for the reviews! Thanks for reading! I have over 7,000 hits on this story alone so thanks! Forgive me I don't remember the name of the Chief of Police and I didn't want to do research to find it.
Warning: Some violence, not sure how its gonna turn out...maybe smut too...not sure yet...so surprises await!
Paybacks Are A Bitch!
"Okay Gentlemen...Listen up!" All eyes turn towards me. All of them are are ready for a fight. I smile at them.
"Are you guys ready to kick some ass?" Hoots and hollers and hell yeas and bring it ons fill the air. I know I shouldn't encourage them but every one of them want to kick some ass.
"Babe, don't encourage them." I look at Carlos and he can't keep the smile of his face.
"Sorry Batman... you have the floor." I sit down next to Lester who is holding Gracie. He looks a little weird holding her considering he is in all black combat gear with guns and knives and I dressed her in a little pink dress this morning. She even has on little white mary jane shoes and pink headband on her head. Its a funny sight. Lester doesn't seem to mind.
"Michaels currently resides at 1891 Lamberson Drive with his girlfriend Samantha Henderson who is 8 1/2 months pregnant. Hospital records show numerous ER visits for Henderson which includes broken arms, broken jaw, broken ribs and bruised kidneys. Michaels is a beater and he needs to be taken down. Tank, you will be with me at the front door along with Lester, Bobby, and Cal. Cal, you will stand outside the door keeping watch. We need to get Henderson out of there as quickly as possible. Woody, you can take care of Henderson. Take her to a family member or something. Hal, Ram, Vince, and Brett you guys at the back door. Any questions?"
"So are we turning him over to the cops or not?"
"We will turn him over to the cops. TPD has already been called and they are letting us bring him in since he is wanted for 30 murders and kidnappings. He is consider very dangerous. Rangeman gets the... privilege of bringing him in. However its not our fault if he...resists the arrest and gets a little...banged up.
Smiles break out around the room. "I thought it was only 23 adoptions?"
"Babe, it was 23 adoptions, but there was 12 babies at the church found, 13 when you count Gracie. Michaels is responsible for those. Anything else, men?"
"Carlos, can I say something?"
"Of course, Babe."
"I want to personally thank each and every one of you for your help in searching, locating, and finding our daughter. Without the your help, we may have never seen Gracie again. Each one of you guys are my family and Gracie's family. I want her to grow up knowing that if anything happens she can always go to you. You each will be receiving a hefty bonus in your next paycheck. Hector, I can't thank you enough for putting a tracker in Gracie's car seat. I don't know why we didn't think of that and I don't care, but I do care that you loved Gracie enough to think of it. Thank you very much. You guys mean a lot to me."
"Beautiful, may I say something on the behalf of all us Rangemen?" I nodded. "Of course, Lester."
"Beautiful, you came into our lives with a lot of chaos and crazy. You have gotten us shot and hurt. Hell, poor Cal fainted and Hal got stunned with his own stun gun...still funny by the way."
"Ha ha, laugh it up Lester."
"I'm still really sorry about that, Hal."
"No problem, Bomber. Its all in the line of work." He winked.
"Anyway...we all fell in love with you. Chill out Coz...I don't mean like that. You became our little sister over the years. Hell, you treat us better than some of our own family does. You understand us and you don't judge us. We all feel as though Gracie is ours in someway, we will be there for her and you no matter what. We love you, Beautiful and we love this sweet poco angel." He holds Gracie up and gives her raspberries on her tummy. Her laughter rings out making everyone in the room laugh.
"You made us all a family, Bombshell. Never doubt our love for you and for Gracie. Or the Boss either."
I smile at Cal. "Thanks...I love you guys! Now go kick some ass!"
Lester gives Gracie a kiss on the cheek, hands her to Cal behind him. He then walks to me and gives me a kiss on the cheek and then walks out. Thats how it went until everybody had left and Carlos was left holding Gracie. Each of the big bad men give Gracie a kiss and then pass her to the next and then come and kiss me. I gave them each a hug for luck.
As Tank left the room, Carlos puts Gracie face to face with him. "You are one lucky little girl, Princesa. That is until you became a teenager and hate us for life." He gives her little kisses all over her face making her laugh. He grabs a hold of me and yanks me towards them. He then grabs my face with his thumb and forefinger and kisses me slow, soft and sweet and then it becomes hard, rough and makes me want more. He slowly pulls away making me whimper in protest. He gives Gracie another little kiss and hands her to me.
"Babe, I will home for dinner. Go take a nap. You're gonna need it." Holy Hot Flash Batman! "Love you, Babe."
"I love you, too."
"Don't go crazy."
"Don't get shot."
In front of Michaels' house...Carlos POV
"Everybody ready?"
"Ready."
"Team Beta in place?"
"Team Beta in place, Sir." Hal, Ram, Vince, and Brett are in the back yard surrounding the back door and a low window.
"Team Alpha in place?"
"Team Alpha in place, Sir." Cal, Bobby, and Woody are already beside the front door waiting for Tank and myself.
"Let's go." We move to the front door and hear screaming.
"You stupid bitch. When are you gonna have that baby already, I have plans for that child, dammit." I hear flesh connecting with flesh and I signal my men to break down the door. In a flash we are the inside and Michaels is momentarily stunned. We entered at the right time since it looks as though Michaels was pacing and no where near Henderson. Woody rushes in and grabs Henderson. "Take her to the ER. Call her family." Woody nods at me and leads Henderson out the door. I turn back to Michaels.
"Ian Thomas Michaels?"
"Who the fuck wants to know?"
"Ranger Manoso." He pales and then turns a sickly shade of green.
"Are you Ian Thomas Michaels?" By now without him knowing I have closed the distance between us. I'm face to face with the bastard who hurt my wife and kidnapped my child. The urge to kill him is strong.
"Yea I am, whats it to ya?"
His smart mouth pisses me off and before I can stop myself I pounce. I punch him once then twice before he falls to the floor. I'm immediately on top of him punching anything I can reach. His face, his sides, his ribs, before I can do any more damage Tank and Cal pull me off. I get in a good couple of kicks to his kidneys. I shrug off Tank and Cal and grab a hold of Michaels' shirt hauling him up and off the floor. I slam him in to the wall.
"Usted ningún buen fucker de madre, debo matarle. Debo hacer que usted pide m para matarle. Las familias de los beb s que usted tom y las madres usted mat necesidad m s que una muerte r pida del hijo de la perra que cambi sus vidas."
I slam him into the wall again.
"Conf eme en en esto usted bastardo, yo se cerciorar de que usted tiene vida en la prisi n y todos sabr que lo que usted ha hecho y su vida ser un infierno vivo. Le prometo." I punch him the gut making him double over. I turn away from him.
"Tank, handcuff the asshole."
"On it boss."
I walk out into the sunshine and look up into the sky. "Gracias dios. Gracias por darme una mujer cari osa maravillosa. Gracias por darme las hijas perfectas. Gracias por el donante de mis hijas de nuevo a m . Gracias."
I look over and Tank is beside me with Michaels in tow. We all walk to the vehicle together. Tank shackles him in the vehicle. I tell everyone to head back to Rangeman and get to work. Tank and myself are taking Michaels to the cop shop. The ride over is silent. We reach the cop shop and Tank hauls Michaels out of the truck. Once inside, Michaels breaks his silence.
"I want this asshole arrested. He beat the hell out of me and this asshole behind me helped him do it. I want him arrested. I want press charges." Michaels keeps going on and on. Eddie, Carl, and the chief of police walk over. Eddie is the first to speak. "Yea, we heard what happen, man. I bet that fall really hurt. Are you okay?" The look on his face is so damn funny, my blank face slips.
"What fall?" Michaels is dumbfounded. The chief of police answers him.
"You don't remember, huh? Yea, hard falls can do that to a man. We'll have someone take a look at ya." He turns to me and holds his hand out to shake mine. I grasp his hand in mine. "Thank you, Ranger for bringing him in. Trust me, we're good here. Go home to Stephanie and your little girl." I nod my head and we leave.
I let myself in unto to 7. All is quiet except for the classical music playing on the stereo. Gracie must be taking a nap. My hands are okay. I let Bobby check them out but it was nothing some antiseptic cream couldn't take care of. I walk in to the living room, then the kitchen and then walk into Gracie's room. I walk over to the crib and gently run my fingers thru her soft black hair. "Daddy loves you, Princesa. Take a long nap, please. Mommy is going to be busy." I quietly walk out of the room and down the hallway to the bedroom stripping my clothes as I go. Once I enter the bedroom, I toss my clothes in the hamper and jump in the shower with Steph.
"Hey Batman. Did you save the world from the evil jokers." She wraps her arms around my neck.
"You know it, Babe." I pin her against the shower stall and hold her wrists in one of my hands.
"Look at me, Babe." Her lashes lifted and I found myself lost in the smoky, innocent seduction in her eyes. I move into her, my weight pressing her up against the shower stall. Her mouth opened as mine came crashing down on hers.
I swallowed the ragged groan and thrust my tongue into her mouth. When I cup her breast, she lets out one soft, erotic little groan before arching into my hand.
I pushed my knee between her thighs and press my leg against the hottest part of her hot little body.
I slide a hand down her side, cupping the curve of her hip. Mindless, Steph rocks against my thigh. Already so wet, I can feel her arousal against my thigh.
She moaned and turned her head, trying to catch my mouth with hers. I kiss her back, a deep, hot kiss that steals her breath. My hand at her breast slides up and gets caught up in her long curly hair. I pull her hair, arching her head back. My mouth leaves hers but I don't pull away, not completely. My lips press against her neck, followed by my teeth as I bite the same spot.
My hands move and cup her breasts. My thumbs circle her nipples. I sank to my knees in front of her and took one nipple in my mouth. Steph cries out. She cups the back of my head in her hands, fisting her fingers in my hair. I take her other nipple in my mouth giving it the same treatment as the other one. I then kiss my way down her stomach. I french kiss her belly button before I go lower.
I circle my tongue around her clit, sucking on it. I pull away just for a minute to maybe pace myself, then I kiss her again, my mouth full against her, my tongue stroking around and around, in and out. Light, teasing little touches that have her rocking and circling her hips up to meet my mouth, my tongue. Ready to scream, ready to explode, Steph hooks one of her legs over my shoulders, almost closing her to me.
I press her thighs back open and continue my assault on her clit with my tongue. I lift one hand and press it against her sweet pussy. I slide one long finger inside, easing past the squeezing muscles of her sex, pushing deeper and deeper until I could go no farther. I lick her again a soft, thorough caress around her clit. Then I push a second finger inside her and repeat the caress with my tongue. She bucks and screams out my name, coming hard and fast.
Before she can even catch her breath, I'm standing up and pressing against her. My face against neck nipping, licking, and sucking. Marking her as mine.
I push into her in one slow, thorough stroke, pushing inside her relentlessly until I can go no deeper. When I was fully inside her, I lift my head and stare down at her. My eyes study her face.
"Put your arms around me Babe," I muttered. "Hold on to me." She did as I ask.
My arms slide around her back, curving her shoulders and bracing her body. "Don t look away from me." My voice was a harsh, guttural sound, unbelievably erotic.
Our gazes hold as I pull away and then surged back inside. Slowly at first, watching her face with an unsettling intensity. I shift a little on her body and when I push back inside her, it brings me into close, complete contact with her clit. Her breath hitches in her chest and she bucks against me. A slow smile turns up the corners of my mouth and I slide my hand down her side until I reach her hip. I repeat the caress on her other side.
I grasps her hips in both of my hands and start to pump against her again with slow, almost lazy strokes. I push into her hard and kiss her quickly and roughly as I do. She moans out my name and I kiss her again and again. My rhythm changes abruptly from lazy and teasing to hard and driving.
She explodes around me. She would have screamed out my name, except my mouth came crushing down on hers. Within the sensitive grasp of her pussy, I felt my cock swell and then jerk. My hips hammered against her, my hands squeezing so tightly that it bordered just this side of pain.
Steph gives herself up to it... to me, losing herself in the feeling of my cock buried deep inside, as I pound away. I come hard and fast. My lips gentled against hers, pulling away to trail a line of kisses to her neck and then I collapse against her.
A/N: I hope you enjoy the Ranger smut in the shower.
Translations:
1. You no good mother fucker, I should kill you. I should make you beg for me to kill you. The families of the babies you took and the mothers you killed need more than a quick death for the son of bitch who changed their lives.
2. Trust me on this you bastard, I will make sure that you have life in prison and every one will know what you have done and your life will be a living hell. I promise you.
3. Thank you God. Thank you for giving me a wonderful loving woman. Thank you for giving me the perfect daughters. Thank you for the giving my daughters back to me. Thank you.