Ultimate Betrayal 3 chapter 29

A/N: Thanks for the reviews, guys! Much appreciated. I can't wait for the new Fast and The Furious 4 to come out, I'm on pins and needles! I had some questions from a review that I wanted to answer quickly before I updated the chapter… I was asked why they couldn't take Ice's car back. My reason for that was because 1, it's Jordan and she likely wouldn't have been able to remember where it was without causing them greater danger and 2, they figured that Tyranny would have already found it, so just in case, they left it be. The next question was about Tyranny's name. It was supposed to be spelled the same way throughout the whole thing and it will be once I update and fix it all. My mistake, thanks for letting me know I needed to fix it! It's supposed to be spelled Tyranny but it's all the same person. Good catch, JB! Okay, on with the chapter, and you know the drill, if you want another update, then I want reviews, lol!! I'm holding updates ransom until I get reviews, muhahhaa. Jk. But it really makes my day to get one!!

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"Ice! Ice! Wake up man!" Roman yelled, shaking Ice with a panicked tone to his voice. He and Ice were supposed to be on guard, as the guys were taking shifts to keep watch over the house. Ice had just dozed off. Ice woke up and gave Roman a look as if to say why the hell are you touching me, fool. Roman pulled back his hand and pointed to the camera Ice had been watching.

"What the hell, man? You almost lost yo damn arm." Ice warned, sitting up and squinting at the camera.

"We got someone pullin up in here and I got my gun ready to go." Roman said, stroking his glock he had on the table.

"Put that up before you shoot me and I have to kill your ass. Then when the girls get home, I'd have to tell 'em all I did it and hear their shit." Ice grumbled, about ready to smack Roman upside the head. He was overly hyper for some reason.

"I'm tellin ya, Cuz. They could be 5-0's or some shit. We need to take care of them now before they infiltrate us, bra." Roman said, getting up and pacing.

"Just give me a minute to check what's going on. They aren't even close enough yet, Roman. When they hit our road, then I'll start to worry." Ice said, rolling his eyes. He had seven cameras 

installed around the place, one of those were the main road and highway, another one was on their private road that led to the house and then he had several cameras that were outside in trees and behind the house. He also had more that surrounded the house and one on the rooftop.

"Betta be prepared, I'm ready. Just let me shoot em, man." Roman said, still pacing.

"Go get the guys up and tell them to be prepared. But NO one shoots. Do you get me?" He asked, staring at Roman. Roman nodded, heading towards the door. "Don't wake up O'Connor, I don't want to deal with his ass just yet." Ice ordered.

"Got it. I want to see that when he does wake up. That shit is going to be hella funny." Roman muttered to himself, taking the stairs two at a time. He went to Dominic's room and knocked on it furiously and about twenty times.

"Can I help you?" Dominic asked, getting up in annoyance and throwing open the door.

"Time to get up. Come downstairs and bring that gun of yours." Roman said, moving on to the next room. He was more than ready to take out some frustration on some moving targets. He was bored out of his mind. This laying low thing really wasn't his cup of tea.

"Yeah, yeah. I'm up, man. Chill out." Dominic said, annoyed and putting on his shirt.

"I gotta get the rest of the crew." Roman said, heading out towards the next flight of stairs to go get the rest of them.

"Yo, this car's comin down our road. Let's get a move on it up there!" Ice yelled, cussing his camera for messing up. Something was in the way of it. Damn, he hadn't thought about all the weeds not being done in a while. It was hard to see inside the car.

"We're on our way, right now!" Roman said, heading down the stairs like he was on fire. All of a sudden, his gun went off and shot the ceiling.

"I'm going to kill you, Roman." Ice yelled, standing at the foot of the stairs as Roman stared at the hole he had just put in the ceiling.

"Man, it just went off. My bad." He said.

"Just get your ass down here, NOW." Ice ordered, pointing to a window. "You just gave it away that there's someone in here and someone with a gun. Way to go genius." He griped, kneeling down to take cover in case the person in the car was armed.

Meanwhile outside……

"Did you guys hear that?" Tempest asked, stopping the car pretty far out from the house.



"Yeah, I did." Tiffany said, holding her stomach, her eyes barely open. "They are armed. We can't just drive up in there. They have a house full of ammunition and my brother is probably trigger fucking happy." Tiffany said.

"Well, how are we going to get to the house then?" Jordan asked, sitting up.

"We'll sneak up. I am NOT taking a chance on walking up in there. They'll think I'm the evil one and kill me." Tiffany shivered, knowing they wouldn't believe she was who she said she was.

"Fine, let's do it. I just want to get in there and into some clean ass clothes." Tempest said, looking around.

"Temp, we'll go out your side. J, you climb over here and get out. We'll sneak up the back way. I don't want to get snipered." Tiffany said, looking around, almost paranoid like.

"This can't be that hard, can it?" Jordan asked, biting her lip.

"Nah, not at all. And you little girl, you need to steer clear of the cameras cause Ice'll hunt you down too." Tempest warned, giving a little grin to Tiffany. Truth of the matter was, he would just be happy all three of his girls would be home safe and sound, but that didn't mean that Tempest didn't want to mess with Jordan for a bit. Nothing like keeping her on her toes, Tempest mused.

"Surely he won't be mad at me." Jordan gulped, looking at Tiffany for her take on the situation.

"Well, you stole his car, his gun, and his money. I don't know if he'll be jumping for joy." Tempest teased, getting a small grin from Tiffany.

"Well, he should since I'm bringing you two back." Jordan said, though not sounding too confident about that. They were silent until they reached the door.

"You go first, J." Tempest pushed her as they neared the back door.

"Why me?" She swallowed nervously, her mouth feeling dry from her nerves.

"Because you already got shot so if you get shot again, it won't hurt that much more." Tempest reasoned, smiling. She was ready to be home and she was ready to get her homegirl inside.

"Haha, funny." Jordan blew her hair out of her face.

"Let's just all three go in. If we're all three together, they should figure I'm the real deal." Tiffany said, the dizziness coming back to her.

"All right, here goes nothing." Tempest pretended to be nervous, knowing she was affecting Jordan well. Her blood was pumping fast. Jordan looked a little pale but she took a deep breath and the three of them stood up, heading towards the door.

"Yo! Open this door before I have to kick it in!" Tempest yelled, her arm around Tiffany's waist to support her.



"How do we know it's really you?" Roman asked, his gun cocked back, his face leaned up against the door.

"Open it or I'll chop your nuts off when I get in there." Tempest warned, not playing now. She knew Tiffany needed to sit down.

"Give me that gun before you kill someone." Ice ordered, holding out his hand and then taking it. "Man, what if that bitch has them held hostage and is making them do this to us?" Roman asked, his eye still skeptical.

"I have enough guns to blast her to out of space but that is my sister, you ass. You're going to be on my kill list soon if you don't settle down." Ice warned, reaching to open the door.

"Come on, this girl can't make it much longer." Tempest yelled, getting annoyed. Ice opened the door and took his sister in his arms.
"I told you I'd bring them back." Jordan smiled proudly, limping in.

"What the hell happened to you?" Roman asked, eyeing Jordan and her bloody leg.

"Well, whoever shot that shot we heard a bit ago hit her in the leg. Was that you genius?" Tempest asked, pushing Roman as she stood in front of him and stared him down, straight faced as ever. Jordan turned away to hide her face, this was too much. Even Tiffany coughed to keep her from ruining Tempest's little joke.

"What?" Roman asked, looking up at the ceiling as though he was trying to put the pieces of the puzzle together.

"That's it, you die today. They can witness it." Ice said, pulling out his gun.

"Ok, ok, he didn't. I was just kidding. She did get shot in the leg so can we get these girls to somewhere they can sit down at?" Tempest asked, putting her hand on Ice's arm and making him lower the gun. Then she leaned into him and kissed him for a long period, not noticing Jordan limp past her.

"When did you guys get here?" Brian walked in.

"Just now." Tiffany walked over to him, a big smile on her face. She kissed him, shutting him up. He grinned when she stopped, his hand still on her waist.

"Wow, I missed you!" Brian said, looking like he was high on something for a minute.

"I missed you more than you could possibly ever know." She kissed him, lifting up his chin and looking him in the eyes with love. That was the look he had missed, that was the look he had been needing to see for so very long.

"You okay?" He asked, his finger trailing down her bruised cheek.

"I'm fine, I just need to eat and just need some sleep." She said in a confident voice.



"Han! I need you to look at J's leg." Dominic yelled, ripping off the pants leg on her injured leg.

"I can't believe this girl came and saved us while you're sittin here livin the high life." Tempest said, walking around and giving each of them the 'eye'.

"What? We didn't know where you were." Ice said, grabbing her and kissing her to shut her up.

"Oh don't even try that shit, Icy. Look at yawl all lookin comfy up in here while we were battling these huge ass spiders, fighting off these dogs, robbin a store, wading in the mud, puttin up with bats. I see how it all came down. You guys should be thanking my girl here for savin your asses." Tempest said, going to sit by Jordan as Han looked at her leg.

"Ow!" Jordan yelled, pulling back her leg.

"Well, you shouldn't get shot and I wouldn't have to hurt you." Han said, shaking his head.

"You're just mad because I ejected your seat." Jordan accused, knowing she was right.

"Yeah, whateva. Just be still." Han said, frowning as he examined it. "Dom, you might want to get her some alcohol. I can't give her pain pills that will work fast enough." Han said, getting up.

"Where you going, boy?" Tempest asked, ready to push him back down. "And just who are you?" She asked, folding her arms. She wasn't about to let anyone work on her homegirl who she didn't know.

"A certified nurse. The name's Han." Han said, opening up his medicine bag. He looked up at Jordan. "You sure you'll be able to handle me getting the bullet out?" He asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Do I have a choice? It's not like I can go to a hospital." Jordan grumbled.

"Why can't you?" Tempest asked, now curious and looking at Jordan.

"It's a long story." Jordan said, not feeling up to explaining a lot right now. She took the bottle of vodka and took a big drink.

"I'll give you five minutes to get some of that down. Don't drink it too fast." Han said, getting up to go get some more things to work on her leg.

"What up, Sis?" Ice asked, taking his sister out of Brian's arms and giving her a big hug. He just held her close for a minute.

"Hey bro." She smiled weakly.

"I'm glad you're home and all." He said, looking her in the eyes.

"Yeah, me too. I almost didn't think I'd ever see you guys again." Tiffany said, being honest as she stared at her brother. All the guys looked like they had aged more but Ice really looked rough, she noticed.



"I can't believe your protégé over there." Ice shook his head, watching Jordan gulp the vodka down, straight from the bottle.

"Yeah, she's something else." Tiffany smiled proudly. "You need to get ol' boy over there to check out your woman. She's been whipped on the back." Tiffany said, feeling really tired all of a sudden. She felt so tired that she could barely talk at this point.

"What happened?" Ice asked, his smile disappearing.

"Ask her. I need to get some sleep." Tiffany said, her face a bit pale.

"Hey Brian, get her up to bed, please." Ice asked, pointing to the stairs. Brian nodded and grinned at Tiffany. He picked her up like she was a fragile flower and took her upstairs without another word.

"We need to talk." Ice said, coming up behind Tempest and standing behind her enough to make her shudder with anticipation.

"What's up?" Tempest asked, leaning back into him and looking up at him and kissing him.

"What happened to your back?" He asked, playing with her hair and whispering in her ear.

"I'll tell you in a bit. Let me make sure she's okay." Tempest said, not really wanting to have to talk about anything serious at the moment.

"So, J, how big were those spiders?" Han asked, getting ready to start looking for the bullet. Any conversation to distract her was a good thing.

"They were damn HUGE." Tempest answered for her, her eyes big. She shuddered at the thought.

"Yeah, whatever." Jordan rolled her eyes, taking another drink. Her eyes were beginning to get glossy and she was starting to feel the effects. The fact that she hadn't ate something solid in a while really didn't help her.

"Tell them about those bats." Tempest said, nodding.

"There were not any dang bats in there, for the last time. I know you were just messin with me." Jordan shook her head, rolling her eyes.

"J, there was really some bats in there. Are you serious that you didn't believe us?" Tempest asked, her mouth wide open now, not playing with Jordan. There really had been some bats in that cave. Now she knew why Jordan hadn't freaked out about the bats.

"Yeah, uhuh." Jordan said, nodding. A second later, she was trying to hit Han. "Ow, that freaking hurts!" She yelled.



"Take another swig, babygirl." Tempest said, holding the bottle up to her mouth. About fifteen minutes later, Jordan was done and bandaged up. She was sitting on the couch, still hitting the bottle while she watched Tempest take off her shirt to show Han her back.

"That's going to hurt. I'm not going to lie to you." Han said, whistling at her wounds. "Damn, they got you good." He said, feeling bad for her.

"Just shut up and do what you got to do and get on wit it." Tempest said, scowling.

"Ice, I need some alcohol for her and some rubbing alcohol. You got any?" Han asked, sighing. This was not going to be fun and he was likely going to get his ass kicked by Ice by the time he was done taking care of her back.

"Yeah, let me grab it." He said, speechless at Tempest's back.

"How in the hell were you able to walk with this?" Han asked, his mouth open as he prepared to clean the deep gash's.

"Adrenaline." Tempest answered, laying on her stomach and waiting for him to get this over with.

"Thanks." Han said as he took the supplies from Ice. He took a deep breath to prepare himself.

To be continued…….

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