Chapter 14: Marcus Parker

Riggs was sitting on the couch. He was getting over being poisoned. It has been a few days now. He looked over at Anne who was sitting in the floor doing her homework. They both heard the doorbell ring. Anne looked at her father and told him that she would get it. She walked over to the door. Riggs saw Landon and Cahill walk toward him. They all froze when they heard a gun shot. They all ran over to the door. Martin stopped and looked at the doorway and saw Anne laying on the floor on her back. She was not moving.

"CALL FOR HELP!" He yelled at Landon.

Martin and Cahill ran over to her. Cahill looked and saw that Anne had been shot in the chest near her heart. Riggs moved and placed his hands over the wound. Help came quickly and they took Anne to the hospital. They rushed her back to the operating room. Cahill looked over at Martin who was in shock over this. He was looking straight ahead and was not talking. She reached over and took his hand into hers. She looked over and took Landon's hand as well.

It had been five hours and Martin was starting to get worried. He couldn't sit anymore so he was now pacing the waiting room now. He looked at his watch that was on his wrist and then looked at the doors. He looked back out the window. Just then the doors opened and the doctor came out. Martin ran over to the doctor. Cahill and Landon got up and ran over to him as well.

"Well?!" Riggs asked him.

"She is doing good. We were able to stop the bleeding and get the bullet out of her chest. She is a lot better now. We are giving her blood and she is in her own room."

"Can we see her?" Cahill asked the doctor.

"Yes you can back and see her now. She is in room 18." He told them. They all moved to walk back but the words of the doctor stopped Riggs.

"Your daughter is made out of strong stuff." He said with a smile.

"I know." Was all Martin said back.

They all walked down the hall and found the Anne's room. They all walked in and looked at her. She was pale and was hooked up to wires and monitors. Martin's eyes started to tear up. He looked at his daughter. He walked over and took her hand into his. Cahill looked up and saw the tears running down Riggs's face. Cahill walked over and took the man that she loves hand. Martin didn't look at her but squeezed her hand.

-A week later-

Anne was finally able to come home. She was asleep in her room. Cahill was standing in the hallway looking at Martin. He was standing in Anne's doorway. He moved and walked toward Cahill. She saw the look on his face. He was upset that his little girl had gotten hurt again. He went to walk pass her but she reached out and grabbed his hand. Riggs turned and looked at her. Cahill smiled and said that it was going to be alright. She leaned up and kissed him.

-Later that night-

Martin was sitting on the couch. They all had ate dinner earlier. Well Cahill and Landon did. Riggs had just played with his food. He was still upset that his girl had gotten hurt again and that he should have opened the door not her. He was waiting for Flint to text him to tell him that he had found who had shot Anne. He looked at his phone and then saw that there was nothing yet. He frowned and throw the phone to the side.

"Can't sleep?" Martin looked up and saw Almot standing in front of him. Riggs moved to get up but Almot held out his hand to stop him.

"I didn't come here to fight or to cause you harm." He told him. Riggs moved and sat back down. He was not in the mood to fight or even stand at the moment. Martin watched as Almot walked over and sat down beside him.

"Well did you find out who hurt Anne?" He asked him.

"No." Martin told him.

"Well I did." This caused Martin to look over at him.

"What?!" Almot smiled and unseen smile. Then he moved and took off his hook. Riggs's eyes got wide and he moved on the couch to look at the man better.

"Ashwood?" He said the man's name.

"Yes." He said with a smile.

"I know who shot her?" Ashwood told him. Martin looked at him.

"Well who was it?!" He kinda yelled out.

"The man who shot her was a man by the name of Nick Lands. He was hired by an old friend of yours." He told him.

"An old friend?"

"Marcus Parker." Riggs's eyes got wide.

"No." He said in disbelief. "How did he find me?" He asked and looked away from Ashwood.

"I don't know Martin." Ashwood looked over and saw that Riggs was just not himself.

"I know what it is like to see your own child hurt and in pain." He told him. Martin looked over at him.

"You do?" He asked the older man.

"Yes I do. My son was hurt by another man and I didn't know about it until it was too late. I was glad that my son killed the man later on in his life. You know he would about your age." Ashwood told him.

"What is his name?" He asked him.

"He was named after me."

"Oh so his name is Martin too." Riggs smiled and thought about how there was now three Martin's.

Ashwood looked over at Martin and then looked away. He had to tell him something else but he didn't know if it was the right time or not. He reached over and took Martin's hand into his. This catch Riggs off guard. He looked at his hand and then up at Ashwood.

"I will find him and slow him down or even stop him if you like." He told him. Riggs watched Ashwood let go of his hand and then stand up. He leaned down and kissed Martin on the forehead. While he was still leaning down he softly said.

"All shall be well son." Martin looked up at him with an odd look. All he got from Ashwood was a smile.

"I'm not your son." He told him in a low and shy voice. Ashwood smiled at him again and walked off.