What Does it Mean to Trust

by at8c

What does it mean to Trust? Will Stephanie understands what it means to trust when something happens that makes her question every man in her life including the merry men. NOT CUPCAKE FRIENDLY, NOT MORELLI or HELEN PLUM FRIENDLY.

36. Chapter 35: Delivering a Message Pt2

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Chapter 35: Delivering a Message Pt2

RPOV
I continued to listen to the sounds from the vehicle but no one was saying anything. I imagined from the picture and from the texts everyone was lost in their own thoughts. I just worried about my Babe. It seems like every time she makes some progress to healing and getting her confidence, and self worth going in the right direction there is someone there waiting for the chance to tear it all down.

I swear just those thoughts, the thoughts of someone tearing down my Babe sent pure rage through my body. I swear I am about this close to just dealing with all of them so they can never come at my Babe again. If it wasn't for the fact that, the bitch was her mother and the fact that I never truly wanted my Babe to see that true side of me I think I would caved before now.

I know she knows I can be lethal, I know she knows I have killed people before both during missions and not. She knows I operate on my own code of ethics and what I believe is right even if the world says it is unlawful to do some of the things I have done. I don't give a fuck what they think sometimes the bad guy just has to die to right the wrong and prevent more carnage in the world. Not that I believe I will rid the world of all the crazies, scumbag, mother fuckers out there but the ones I have well that is one dangerous predator off of the streets. That makes someone's world a little safer and the acknowledgement of that is all I need to keep me doing what I do.

While she knew this about me she had never really seen that side to me. She has seen me pissed, she has seen me filled with rage but never to the point of actually ending someone's life. I hope she never did either because I know seeing me that way would change the way she looked at me. Seeing what I am capable of would change her. I never wanted that. I never wanted her to look at me in fear, to be afraid of me. While I am capable of a lot I have never, and would never be capable of hurting her.

But seeing her afraid of me would honestly kill me. I wanted to be in the garage waiting on them but I also wanted to hear. I knew I could key it in to my ear comm but decided to wait until they got a little closer. According to her blip they were about ten minutes away.

I still couldn't believe Lula's text about Morelli fucking my Babe's mom what would have given her that idea? Why would that be going around the burg grapevine? That is what BGV mean burg grapevine. I briefly wondered if that had anything to do with their confrontation.

I hated that I didn't know what had happened. I hated that I didn't know what state she was in but I knew she would need comforting. I was relieved that I didn't hear any crying but on the same hand I heard no laughter, or talking and for my Babe to be in a car especially with the guys that were with her and no one talking or laughing that was setting off warning bells.

I checked Morelli's blip again just to see where he was now and I could see he was on the move but going the opposite direction that was good. I didn't want to have to worry about him stopping them on the way here.

I wasn't sure exactly what my Babe would need so I held off on giving Tank the payroll stuff. I knew how much he hated it and while I didn't love it I didn't mind doing it not nearly as much as he did. I got up out of my seat. "Tank, I am going downstairs to meet them. I will let you know if I need you to take over doing the payroll." I told him.

He nodded "okay Rangeman but I think I will head down as well. Little girl and I had training this afternoon I want to make sure she actually wants to cancel training before I make other plans." He tells me. I know to some degree this is true I also know that he just wants to be there to be there for her.

We walk out of the office heading towards the stairway and run into Bobby. I have no doubt when he finds out we are going down to the garage to meet my Babe that he won't want to join us.

"Where are you heading to?" Bobby asks us I guess he thought we were heading out of the office. There was a time Bobby wouldn't have dreamed of asking us that. Even though he owned a part of Rangeman and would have had every right to ask he wouldn't have. My Babe had changed that about us about Rangeman.

Looking at him "We are heading down to the garage to meet my Babe. She had a run in with her mother today and I believe she is upset."

He looked worried "how bad was the run in?" he asked me. I shook my head telling him I wasn't sure. I knew I had seen the picture and she looked strong but with my Babe looks can be deceiving you only needed to watch her at a distraction to know how true that was. I also had the text messages but I wasn't going to repeat those not until I had talked to her. The Burg grapevine isn't always known to be accurate. It is fast but never been known for telling all of the truth.

As suspected he falls right in with us and we make our way to the garage. We were standing there about five minutes when they pulled in. I could tell by the looks on Vince's and Slyder's face that this wasn't going to be good. Fuck!

Soon as the SUV was parked I was at the passenger door. Opening it I saw my Babe's head tucked into Lester's shoulder and her holding both Lester's and Cal's hand. You could see the tight grip she had on them. I wouldn't say it was a death grip but it was a firm grip that spoke volumes.

I then saw the look on Lester's face that said we need to talk and we need to talk soon.

"Babe" I called to her and her head shot up off of Lester's shoulder she still had her eyes closed but I had to smile when I saw her take a deep breath in. She smelled the air confirming it was me. Something about her doing that just sets me off. I love that she takes comfort in my smell, my presence.

"Carlos?" she questioned

"Yeah Babe it's me, is there a reason you won't open those beautiful blue eyes of yours?" I asked her. I really needed to see those eyes. They were the gateway to her soul, the gateway to her thoughts, emotions, her heart and I needed to see all of that to make sure she was okay and to see what was going on with her.

She slowly opened them as if testing the water so to speak. Speaking of water I could see the tears swimming around in her eyes threatening to fall. Now I knew why she had her eyes closed she didn't want to cry. She didn't want to cry in front of the guys. I know she hated it when she cried in front of them and there have been several incidents now when she had cried.

She gave me a slight smile but it didn't reach her eyes. I held my hand out to her and she grabbed my hand. Stepping a little aside I gave room for Lester to exit the car while I helped my Babe out of the car and into my arms. She wrapped her arms around me and hugged herself to me. My body instantly felt the weight lift as realization hit it that my Babe was okay and in my arms where no harm could reach her at least not without going through me first.

"Babe let's go upstairs, do you want to go up to seven or do you want to go to five?" I asked her. I privately was hoping she would say five as she could hang out with me or with the guys while I finished that damn payroll. I wasn't sure about leaving her yet. She wasn't crying but she was saddened.

She looked at me funny almost as if I had lost my mind. I would have smiled under different conditions. "Carlos I have my training time with Woody." She told me.

"Babe first of I would like for you to tell me why you are so upset. I would like to hear what happened. Tank got some confusing text from Lula, and then finding you sitting in the back seat between Lester and Cal your head buried in Lester's shoulder you holding both their hands. I can see you're upset. Let's talk about it okay?" I really didn't want her going back out not until I heard from her and the guys what had happened.

She nodded. She looked at Lester "Lester, grab the bag along with the drinks, don't forget them." She told him I briefly wondered if this was how her mother was able to corner her.

Taking her hand in one hand and placing my other hand at the small of her back I lead her to the elevator. I knew it would be too much to ask her to go up five flights of stairs, actually make that six since we are in the garage. We all pile on the elevator and I see her looking around at each of us accessing us.

I look at her questioning what she is thinking. She just shrugs but finally says "I was just trying to calculate our weight to make sure we didn't exceed the maximum capacity I don't really want to plummet to my death because some of them didn't take the stairs." I just shook my head.

Sometimes she could come up with the damnedest things granted we were a bunch of big men but we didn't exceed the maximum capacity of the elevator. I thought it was funny how it was them that didn't take the stairs and not her that didn't take the stairs.

We made it to the fifth floor without plummeting to our deaths as my Babe so eloquently put it and we all went to my office.

I sat down on the sofa and immediately pulled my Babe in my lap holding her close to me. I felt her weight rest back against me as her head landed on my shoulder. God how my body wanted her I swear I think I could live to be a hundred and my body would still respond, still want, and still crave the touch of my Babe.

BPOV

We went into Ranger's office. Ranger took Bomber over to the couch and pulled her down on his lap. Lester and Slyder joined them while Tank and I took the chairs across from the sofa and Cal and Vince pulled the large chairs that usually sat in front of Ranger's desk over.

Bomber sat there for a minute before she looked at Lester "Lester, you brought the bag?" she questioned and he nodded holding it up for her to see. She smiled at him.

She took the bag and reached in taking out five Tasty Cakes and drinks. She looked around the room at us "um I only have five I didn't know we were going to be coming back here had I known I would have brought more." She said.

I had to smile. She always thought about us no matter what. I spoke up "It's okay Bomber but I am surprised to see you eating that. What made you stop and get them in the first place?" I questioned her. She looked at me and her face blushed. Why the hell would she blush? But she recovered quickly and told me.

"I was driving down the street and all of a sudden I had craving for them and I had to have them. That is why we went to the store. I had to have a Tasty Cake so I went in and got one for each of us and Lester well he got the drinks."

I had to smile because I knew for a fact that she had hidden tasty cakes in the cabinets of the break room so she did in fact have enough for all of us but in order to get them, and to tell us she would have to expose her dirty little secret and she wasn't about to let anyone know that she had contraband in the break room even though most of the guys knew it hell I suspect we all knew it to tell you the truth.

But we let her believe we didn't know it and we left her contraband alone. What would be worse than eating contraband and getting caught by Ranger? Eating Bomber's contraband and getting caught by both Ranger and Bomber. Not only would he be pissed about us eating that shit, he would be more pissed we stole it from her. Not to mention what Bomber would do to us for eating her emergency stash.

So we all pretended we didn't know it, we all pretended we didn't see her climb up on the chairs and reach to the top of the cabinet behind a package of oatmeal packets that no one liked the flavor of so they had sat there forever.

She looked a little guilty for a minute "I know my test is coming up on Sunday and I promise this is all I will have but I have to eat the cake. I deserve to eat the cake." She told us

Ranger shaking his head "Babe". He said, his Babes can be their own language this one I knew said I can't believe you are going to sit here and eat that shit, that shit will kill you. I had to smile at her.

She had a Tasty Cake in one hand and a bottle of water in the other. She picked up a Tasty cake and motioned to Slyder "Slyder you ever had a Tasty Cake?" she asked him. He shook his head no and you could see the shock resonate throughout her. In a tone that proved she was shocked she said "You have never had a Tasty Cake ever? Not one? What is wrong with you people? Are you all born this way or do you just never enjoy the finer things in life?"

Oh we enjoyed the finer things in life, it just wasn't food. Slyder smiled at her I knew he wanted to say something so bad but refrained. I knew it was hard for him because like Lester he was a big teaser but he had just gotten to know her and I could tell he liked her he didn't want to overstep any boundaries. She had left her self wide open like she usually does so I knew the effort he was making to not say something that would embarrass her. His effort spoke volumes of how much he liked her and how much he already respected her.

We were all a little worried about her mental state so that may have been a factor as well. Ranger spoke up "So you stopped to get Tasty Cakes, and your mother cornered you?" He questioned I could see the look he was giving the other guys and this wasn't going to go well for them. They should have known to prevent this. They shouldn't have let her stop and if there was nothing to do but stop one should have gone in and gotten the cakes not all of them and certainly not Bomber leaving her accessible like that exposed to a situation they couldn't control. They were trained better and I knew they knew better after all they were some of our best men including Lester her best friend and member of the core team we knew he knew procedures to follow and was trained in them.

Ranger was going to have all of their asses. They were just lucky as hell that things didn't go worse for her. Had that happened well we wouldn't be sitting here right now. Ranger would be kicking all of their asses on the mats at the same time. I know because I would be there ready to patch their asses back up after he was done with them.

Bomber once again blushed and whispered something in this ear but I couldn't hear what she said I was too far away. He barely nodded but whatever she said he had agreed or acknowledged it in some way.

She looked around at us and then at the clock she opened her cake and took a bite moaning at the taste. Damn those fucking moans of hers.

She speaks up after she swallows "Guys, Carlos. I am fine actually. I don't want you to worry about me. I know I looked upset and I was and still am but it isn't because of what I told my mom, it isn't because I put her in her place. It isn't because of anything she said to me, well maybe a little but not directly." She took a deep breath as if to gather her thoughts.

"I will tell you all more later but know that I am saddened not at what happened between my use to be mother and me today as much as just the general acknowledgement of what I will never have, what I have never had and never will truly know and that is a mother. Someone who should be supportive, should be my best friend, someone who drives me crazy but in a good way but loves me more than anything not because I do or become what she wants but because of who I am and what I do. That is why I am sad, that is why I held back the tears." She looked at Lester

"Lester if I ruined your shirt with my rogue tears I am sorry but they were determined tears and I couldn't stop them." She told him I had to smile at the idea of rogue tears with a mind of their own.

He shook his head, like he gave a fuck about a few tears on his shirt. He could care less. He would rip every shirt he had to shreds if it would somehow comfort his Beautiful. Hell for that matter we all would.

She looked at us "Well you all have work to do and I have training to get to I already missed most of my time with Woody. I don't want to miss anymore time. Tank you still game for training with me?" She asked Tank.

He was smiling. He nodded "I wouldn't miss it for the world little girl" he told her. One thing you had to respect and love about her was her heart. She had the heart of a lion. The spirit of a true warrior no matter what life threw at her she rolled with it. Some were harder than others but she always pulled herself back up and kept on going. It was what made her excel in her training, excel in the world of bounty hunting because she never gave up, she never gave in no matter how hard it got.

I know there were times when she felt like she was going to cave hell I thought she was going to cave but she had managed to get through them without caving only making herself stronger, and somehow better. She was a survivor of sorts. Hell I have known men that couldn't handle half of what she had dealt with in her life before they needed professional counseling and here she is so beautiful, so seemingly untouched by it all.

I don't tell her how proud of her I am often enough.

TPOV

Well my little girl wanted to train. I wasn't about to turn her down after all if she stayed here Ranger would end up going up stairs with her and I would get stuck with that fucking payroll and I hated doing payroll.

"Little girl I told Woody to take a surveillance shift so we can go ahead and get started whenever you want just let me know when you are ready." I told her.

She smiled "Tank honestly I am fine, I am pretty much ready right now. Let me run upstairs for a minute and then I will be ready." She tells me. I nod.

She gives Ranger a kiss and then gets up he goes to follow her but she stops him with her hand "It's okay Carlos I am fine. I am just running up to get something I realized I left this morning." She tells him.

Lester chuckles yeah I know bad asses don't chuckle but he did and if I had my video camera ready on my phone I would have tapped it and forwarded it to every man in Rangeman because there times Lester could be such the fucking little girl.

She looked at him and he just shrugged and she left heading up to the office. Soon as the door closed Lester started.

"Man she didn't stop for Tasty Cakes, she bought them but they were just an excuse. Beautiful has a visitor." He said. She had a visitor. What the fuck is he talking about? I looked at him raising my eyebrow at him. He rolled his eyes. Yes he rolled his eyes at me it would have made my Little girl proud as hell, any Jersey girl would have been proud of that eye roll. I swear she was rubbing off on him.

"Her period Tank, She started her period." Well he didn't have to spell it the fuck out for me. Not that I don't fully understand women have periods, and what happens during their periods hell I have had girlfriends for a long time and understand the happenings of a woman's body a long time ago it still doesn't mean I wanted to talk about it. I especially didn't want to talk about my little girl being on her period."

"Santos damn you didn't have to come out and say it." I tell him and he just looks at me.

"Well it wasn't like you were following me when I tried to skirt around saying it the first time. So I thought I would just spit out for you." He told me. Gee thanks fucker was all that came to mind.

Lester went on "Beautiful stopped at the store to get supplies, she didn't tell us she told us it was to get Tasty Cakes but I followed her and I saw her grab a box of Tampons and a bottle of Midol in addition to the Tasty Cakes she bought." I think we all sort of cringed at the words Tampons and Midol.

I know we are bad asses, I know we are all men who are all familiar with periods and the woman's body but still the idea of Tampons makes us cringe. We would rather not think about it, we would rather not know about it, touch them, buy them, or know of their existence. Any man who willingly goes into the store and buys his woman tampons well he is whipped, about as much as Ranger is.

I bet he would buy her Tampons if she asked. Oh fuck it if she asked any of us would go buy her tampons and midol no matter how fucking stupid we looked or felt. We would do it because we love her, because none of us were capable of telling her no. I just hope that she would never ask me to do it at least if she does a have a whole building of men that I can delegate the task to.

Lester broke me out of my thoughts when he started talking "She didn't just have a run in with her mother." He started and we all froze. I saw anger flash through Ranger's eyes as Lester continued. "She also had a run in with Joyce aka Ass Fuck." He told us. I still have to laugh when I hear that my little girl had given her that nickname it was so appropriate yet so funny at the same time.

He started laughing. "Joyce cornered her in the bathroom. You have got to have her show you the picture on her phone. Beautiful came out telling us how she can come in to the bathroom drunk about to be sick and how she had helped Ass Fuck to the toilet. Well she took a picture and Joyce was hugging the toilet with her head hanging in it. Beautiful said something about opening a Face Book account to post the picture for the world to see."

She wanted a fucking Face Book account? Lester had to be shitting us I could see it now The Bombshell Bounty Hunter Face Book Page. Now that would draw a huge list of friends it would be disaster of epic proportions after all just in the people she meets now we can't keep the fucking stalkers away from her just let her post her pictures all over the internet for all to see and all to friend and see how many fucking psychos, whackos, and stalkers she picks up. We would end up being a full time shop of keeping the crazies away from my little girl.

Lester's smile faltered and he continued "It was when we walked out into the parking lot that her mother cornered her. I tell you that woman is an evil bitch and it was all I could do to control myself from killing the wicked witch of the east."

I saw the others agreeing with every word then Lester got serious. "Guys she said something to her mother that I think is actually true. I know Beautiful just said it to be saying it because she was pissed but I saw her mother's reaction and trust me Beautiful was dead on with her accusations and when she finds out it is going to crush her." He took a deep breath. "I need to go talk to Manny and take a look at the pictures we have but I think we are even holding on to the incriminating evidence. I don't know how the hell we are going to break this to her. But I think her witch bitch of a mother is fucking that piece of shit cop. I think those pictures her stalker" he stressed stalker "sent her are pictures of that cops fucking dick and well parts of her mother that I never wanted to see." He said. Holy shit

Ranger roared hearing Santos accusations. He was ready for blood. He was ready for the kill. I could see it. I knew Lester could see it too as well as any man that had served with Ranger. Ranger was the best for a reason. He was completely lethal with or without a weapon. He and Lester shared something that the others of us didn't have.

While we were lethal, we were dangerous, we were highly trained Lester and Ranger well they had something else that went above and beyond. They had the ability to become nothing but solider, nothing but warrior and it had saved all of our lives many times. Without them and without their ability we wouldn't be sitting here. We all knew the debt we owed them not that they would ever hold us to that debt.

Ranger and Lester when in ultimate solider mode had one goal it was survival, survival for themselves, survival for their team, and survival for their loved ones. The monsters that lived within them were ruthless, were guiltless, there was no empathy or sympathy if there was a threat it was leveled, if there was an attack it was neutralized. It didn't matter how bloody, how dangerous, how crazy the plan, It didn't matter if you or anyone else stood between them and what they felt was safety for them, their team their loved ones you had better rethink your stance or you had better be okay with being dead.

There was no questioning, there was no second guessing, there was only action there was only death for all involved. I had lived through it I had seen it with my own two eyes even though I barely could believe what I was seeing but I knew what lied beneath them I knew what they were capable of and as big as I am as mean as I am and for what I am capable of because it, it doesn't touch Ranger and Lester in that mode. I had seen them take down twenty highly armed and lethally trained men just the two of them unarmed at the time.

One is bad enough but somehow the monster that lies within them has the ability to recognize each other and when it comes out in one it comes out in the other and then well then you want no one around them. Well unless they are the bad guys because they won't be bad guys for long they will be dead guys.

For the most part these monsters were well under control but my little girl strained their control. She strained all of our control when she was in danger, when she was being harmed, hurt. It was difficult for us to control our anger at the injustice towards our sister. But we didn't have in us what Ranger and Lester had in them and for that it had made for some very sticky situations in the past. Stark Street was just one example of how she pressed our ability to control ourselves.

Now that she had come into Ranger's life and had made us all family it was going to be even sticker with every new situation that found its way to my little girl. For every heart she wins here she also wins a warrior a solider that will fight for her that will kill for her that will do whatever it takes to keep her safe.

I am far from excluded when it comes to that list that is why I know the potential trouble we could all face should something happen that points back to us.

"Rangeman you have got to pull yourself together and control it, man." I tell him. He looks at me his eyes glassy black, his nose flared, his jaw clenched this was the monster the enemy faced and lost to. "Man I am telling you get your shit together my little girl is going to come through that door any minute now and she isn't going to understand why you are like this. Unless you want to share with her, what Santos just told us without any proof then you are going to scare her seeing you like this. Put the beast away Rangeman and control yourself." I told him.

I don't think I have ever had to tell him to put the beast away hell most times when I saw it we were knee deep in shit in a third world fucking country and the odds were not in our favor it was moments like that I loved that it existed, I welcomed it and I loved to see it work its magic. But it didn't belong here and he needed to get control before someone got hurt.

I saw him struggle but when I mentioned my little girl he calmed down even more. He was reigning the beast in more and more when there was a soft knock on the door and in walked my little girl. She had changed clothes and had her bag with her how she could not have had everything she could possibly need in that bag astounded me.

I just hope she now had her supplies so there would be no further need to make a pit stop while we ware training. She went to Ranger touched him and I saw his eyes soften he was back. Whew I knew soon as we left he would be in motion he would be tracking down anything he could find to either prove or disprove Santos theories.

"Carlos, Tank and I are getting ready to go for my training. Did you remember to ask the guys about tonight?" She asked him. So he had told her our plans for tonight. He shook his head no. No the fucker hadn't said anything to us.

She looked at us "well since you all are going to be coming if you want Carlos told me about your plan of paying Joe a visit I want to come with you. I want to deliver a message of my own, if I am able to do it." She added and I clinched my jaw and fists at the thought of how that fucker makes her feel unsure of herself I could fucking rip his head off at times. "However, before we go I want to have dinner with everyone that is going and I want to make sure we are all on the same page when it comes to him and I want to go over your plan. I want to know what our plan is going to be." She told us and I couldn't help the bubble of pure pride that filled me. That is my little girl. She had no idea how exciting it was to see her strong like that.

I got up and headed towards the door with her following. She knew we would all be there for dinner she knew we would never say no.

LPOV

Soon as Beautiful and Tank walked out of the room I was in motion. Pacing back and forth like a caged tiger. I felt like a caged tiger. She was my best friend fuck I loved her more than I had loved any woman, more than I ever would love any woman I believed certainly never loved any other woman to date the way I love her.

Yet now I have this horrible thing I have to tell her. I didn't even have to look at the pictures to know what I was going to find and for that it made my stomach tight. How the fuck are we going to tell her this?

Not only is your x-boyfriend a fucking psycho that is stalking you leaving these things for you to find and sending you the boxes but the pictures that he sent well they showcased your mother. You tell me how exactly do you tell someone you love, your best friend that fucking news? I was livid and the monster within me was shaking the bars begging to be let free.

The beast in Ranger sprang free when I gave them the news I discovered today and mine awoke with him. We wanted blood there was no doubt about it someone was going to pay for this and pay dearly. I questioned my sanity for going tonight especially if Beautiful was going after all I never want her to be that close to the monster within me. I never want her to see him to experience what his true capabilities are and I suspected Ranger felt the same way.

After making a few more back and forth trails I decided to bite the fucking bullet and take a look at the pictures I could have been mistaken I could have been imaging things but I wasn't too confident in that little bit of denial I was handing myself.

It occurred to me that Slyder didn't know anything about the stalker only that she had one, he hadn't seen the things left behind for her to find and I contemplated not even bothering to show him but at the last minute I caved he needed to know everything if he was to properly protect her.

Looking at Slyder "Hey man you want to go with me to Manny's office he has some things I need to look at and you need to see." I tell him. He nods and we make our way out of the office. Leaving Ranger, Cal, Bobby, and Vince to continue to discuss what happened today.

SlydersPOV

We made our way to Manny's office when we got there we found him going over evidence. Looking at the stuff I got a funny feeling I wasn't about to like what I was going to hear. Somehow I had a feeling all of this was tied to Stephanie.

Seeing the stuff the sick letters, the sick pictures, seeing how they were bunched together it infuriated me that a man would do this to a woman. I knew there were sick fucks out there but it never stopped pissing me off. I hated when a man disrespected a woman. I was a player I would be the first to admit but there was never a time I took advantage of a woman.

Every woman I have ever been with knew what she was getting. One night they knew there weren't going to be any phone calls, or any repeat visits so to speak. I made it clear, I never did anything that wasn't consensual and I never made a woman feel uncomfortable by doing anything that she wasn't a hundred percent comfortable with or that she didn't trust me a hundred percent not to hurt her if she felt as though she wanted to experiment. Men who took advantage of women made them feel uncomfortable made them feel as if they couldn't say no pissed me off.

Looking at the stuff laid out and the letters and the pictures it just made me mad. I looked at Lester "You think Stephanie's x-boyfriend and her mother are who are pictured here?" motioning to the picture. He nodded. What a sick fuck.

Manny not having heard Lester's theory before jumped to his feet "Lester are you telling me that the mother fucker in these picture are of that fucking prick cop and her mother?" Lester picked up the bag containing the picture looking at it and nodded.

"Yeah Manny I am sorry to say it is her. I recognized her nails today when she cornered Beautiful at the store. See how the person in the picture has white tipped nails only instead of clear polish painted over it like most people do she uses a light pink to go over them. See the light pink? Not many people do that but Stephanie's mother is one of them. I am sure they make her feel more feminine or something being pink I don't know but they are her hands."

Hearing him say that seeing the picture it really made me want to puke, I know bad asses don't lose their lunch over pictures and thoughts but just thinking about this fucked up situation and then thinking we would have to tell Stephanie well made me want to puke.

How had she done it all of these years? How had she dealt with that woman I met today? I don't know who this x-boyfriend of hers is. He has several different names the guys here mainly refer to him as the Morelli, fucking cop, fucking prick, dick sucker, they had all kind of names for him especially behind Stephanie's back it got real creative. Her mother called him Joseph, and I had heard her say Joe.

Thinking about his names something clicked I knew a scumbag ass fucking cock sucking prick from basic I never liked him I hated him from the moment I heard him open his mouth. You know the type of person the person that should remain the fuck silent because by opening their mouth they only prove to everyone around them how fucking dumb they really are. Well he was one of those people. Basic had been several years ago but if memory served me right his name was Joe, I couldn't remember his last name for the life of me. It wasn't like I tried to get to know the guy. I had kicked his ass the first time I saw him and he steered the fuck away from me every chance he got after that.

I never apologized because I wasn't sorry he deserved every fucking thing he got that night. I only hoped I taught him a little lesson about how to treat women. It would be almost as much odds as winning the lottery for this to be the same Joe after all how many Joe's are there in the world?

Manny was shaking his head in disbelief that it was Stephanie's mother in the picture. He looked at Lester. "Lester man that is fucked up if it is in fact her as you say what the hell is that going to do to my wifey?" He asked. Lester just looked sad and shook his head shrugging his shoulders.

Manny continued "She can't ever manage to catch a fucking break can she? No matter what happens she always has someone standing at her feet ready to tear her world down, ready to bring her down on her knees. She is the most wonderful woman god could have created. She trusts us, just look at us we aren't all that trustworthy looking guys. She accepts us for who we are what we are past, present and future and never questions any of it. She never questions our motives, our reasoning's, our choices in life she just accepts us the way we are. Why can't she get that same acceptance from the people in her life? Man this is going to crush her. She has been sent pictures of her x with her mother by someone who she thought was a stalker only to turn out it has been her x. Those threatening things he has said in those letters. How afraid she has been of him. I swear I want to fucking kill him. I want to end him." He said

I am not sure he meant to say all of that but as realization had set in he was pissed as well as all of the rest of us. I wondered how the other men of Rangemen would take this news. I wondered if any would take it upon themselves to pay a visit to this x boyfriend before we had the chance tonight.

Manny must have been thinking along the same lines as I had been. He spoke up "You better keep this news from Hector. If he finds this out he will kill that mother fucker before he has the chance to take his next breath. You know how protective he is of her, you know how much she means to him and you know he has no control when it comes to threats. He is going to see him as a threat no doubt when he realizes he is her stalker. There will be no stopping him, no changing his mind, and no preventing him from killing that fucking prick. Not that I care about his worthless piece of shit life. In my eyes the world would be a better place with him buried face down six feet under but I am not sure how WIfey would deal with that even though she is scared of him." He said.

I had to agree she had a gentle soul that filled your life with light that brought happiness and life into the soul of what was to believed soul less men she was a firefly that lit up your blackened heart, your blackened soul like the fireflies light up the blackened night sky showing the world there is lightness within the dark, there is good within the dark, there is hope. I briefly wondered who brings the light to the firefly's world when someone tries to take that away.

I had to agree with Lester and Manny this is one fucked up situation.

HectorPOV *spoken in Spanish*

Something was happening. I could feel it. I could feel the pulsing through my veins. Something was coming down and it wasn't going to be good. I knew there were no new threats against me I had killed them all. I could only assume the pulse I was feeling was for my Angelito. Her life had been rocky lately with her stalker, and her x boyfriend terrorizing her.

I couldn't ignore the pulse that beat through me. She was in danger I knew it I wasn't sure where the threat lied but I knew there was someone, something that was threatening her and it made me uneasy, restless, and slightly worried. Worrying wasn't really my thing. I mean it is hard to worry when you don't care for anyone. But Angelito had changed that I cared for her, I loved her she was my sister. I protected her and my sensing knew that I was needed. They were calling to me telling me she needed my protection.

I got up from my desk and I made my way to Manny's office when I got there Slyder and Lester were there and they were looking at the evidence from Angelito's apartment and the box she had received.

"Any new developments in who her stalker is?" I asked them I knew something wasn't right. I almost felt stupid for asking as I personally knew Manny had gone over every shred of evidence multiple times and had found nothing but I knew there had been a change the pulse told me.

The vibration through my veins told me she was in danger, she wasn't safe. I wouldn't rest until she was safe. Until this pulse was gone. Lester, Slyder and Manny all had different looks and I could tell they didn't want to share their news with me. Little did those three fuckers know neither I nor any of them were leaving this room until they told me. If I had to force them to tell me I would force them.

While I had come to feel about them as brothers because of my Angelito she was still more important and she came first even before my own life much less theirs. Manny shook his head you could see defeat in his eyes well maybe you couldn't but I could.

He motioned to the pictures and the evidence. "Lester here has put it all together. We know who the stalker is and who is photographed in the pictures and it isn't good, Hector." He told me. I took a step forward. My fingers itching to find out who it was I get to kill.

Once again Manny shook his head "Man don't get things like that in your head. You aren't going to like this but I am not sure what can be done about it." I can tell him what can be done about it, the fucker is going to die that is what is going to be done about it. I felt my fingers twitch vibrating up my arm.

Lester jumped in "Hector you can't do anything the stalker he is her x boyfriend, the man in the pictures. The woman well the woman is her mother." He told me. I don't do shocked I am a badass I am an x gang banger I don't do shocked being shocked will get you dead. But I had to admit this time Lester had me, I was shocked.

Her fucking mother and that fucking cop? Were the two in the photos and the fucking cop was her stalker. What the fuck. How fucking sick is that? No that mother fucker was going to do die it was only a matter of time. The pulse vibrated through me as though warning me again of the danger she was in.

She wouldn't be in danger long from that fucking cop. His days were numbered I would bide my time and I would make it look real good so good in fact the police would want to give him a fucking award of course then all his lies, and pictures of him with prostitutes would all come out and they would think again before handing him any fucking award or medal.

I turned to walk out and Lester spoke up "Hector some of us are going to pay Morelli a visit tonight to deliver a message to him if you want to be included come up and have dinner with Beautiful. I know how close you are to her so I thought I would offer you a chance at a little pay back but Hector we have to leave him living." He said to me.

I nodded as I walked out he had to live him living didn't mean I had to leave him living. That fucking prick of a pig dick sucking cop was as good as dead someone may as well call it and sign his death warrant he had done that the second he started this deadly little game with my Angelito. It isn't that his game was deadly for her, it was deadly for him and his time was coming so he better be asking God for forgiveness now because he won't have the opportunity later.

RPOV

I had called Ella and told her about the additional guests for dinner. She probably was already prepared for the mouths to feed. I still called and told her out of respect. Ella does an amazing job taking care of me, my men, and my Babe. She doesn't get paid enough even though I pay her well and all her living expenses are covered but still for the work she does I am not sure it is enough.

The whole showdown with her mother had gone around Rangeman like a wild fire every man knew about it every man wanted a piece of her mother and that fucking cop. I had been sitting in my office from the time everyone left finishing up the payroll there has got to be a better way. I realize it was payroll for five divisions but seriously did it have to take a whole fucking day to approve.

Lester tapped on my door. I motioned him in thanking fuck for an interruption from the fucking paper work. My eyes were becoming crossed. He wasn't happy you could see it in his eyes. He was about this closed to being pissed.

He came in closing the door behind him and sat down in the chair across from me. I leaned back taking a moment to stretch out rolling my head taking the tension off of my neck. He sighed yeah sighed and then started talking "I went to Manny's lab and looked at the pictures, I was right it was her hands." He tells me.

Hearing this brought red to my eyes and anger coursed through out my body. I knew I had to control it but the thought of him and her mother, him being her stalker just infuriates me. I try to reign in my anger, the beast within I had already lost control earlier and risked scaring my Babe not to mention the lives of my men. I had to keep control.

Reigning it back in for the second time I asked him "What are we going to do? How are we going to tell her this?" Trying to figure out what to say the words to use I mean how do you tell someone that your x boyfriend is your stalker oh and he is fucking your mom the pictures he sent you well that was of him and your mom.

"Santos I want a tracker on her mother's car, I want someone following them I want to know where they go I want pictures of them together where you can see their faces. More faces and less other parts, do I make myself clear?" He nodded. I had seen enough of Helen Plum and Morelli to last me a life time I didn't need so see anymore and I doubt my Babe would need to see anymore. Fuckers I could kill them and feel so God damn right about it. The world would be a better place and my Babe would be free from all their shit. A true win-win-win situation but alas I have to think about her and how she would feel about me, about us if we did that. Fuck some days it just felt like you couldn't fucking win.

"Are you up for tonight?" I asked him I am seriously wondering if I will be able to keep myself under control and allow that fucker to live. I can't kill him in front of my Babe and she is planning on being there yet I am not sure I can control myself enough with everything I have learned today to keep from killing the fucking prick. This is going to be a test to my control tonight. I just hope that I fucking pass it and don't end up scaring my Babe.

Lester shrugs his shoulders probably feeling the same way I am but then he speaks up "But we have a bigger problem than you and me cousin." I look at him questioning his statement what could be a bigger problem. He looks at me smiles and says "One word, Hector" oh fuck.

I look at Lester "he knows?" Lester nods, oh shit if we don't fucking kill him Hector will. No questions asked, no remorse, no regret, no thought he will just end his life. I shook my head "not good" I said and Lester agreed.

"Rangeman he is coming tonight with us." He told me, I only nodded in acknowledgement of his statement. Lester turned heading towards the door. I tried to focus back on the fucking payroll but my mind kept drifting to thoughts of my Babe. What this was going to do to her, how she was going to handle this. I couldn't help but think and even worry a little. This however is something I am going to keep from her until we have further proof I am not taking a chance with this one a chance that Lester may have been wrong. I will track her and if they have been they are still doing it we will catch them and then I will be forced to tell my Babe and crumble what's left of her former life at her feet.

Just the thought of us having to tell her of us having to bring her world down around her made me seething mad I wanted blood, I wanted that fucker dead. I would like to say I would be happy with Hector taking care of it for me but that would be a lie. I wanted that fucker's blood on my hands. I wanted to see the life squeezed out of his worthless piece of shit body. I wanted to be the one to take his life and send him straight to hell where he belonged. The beast within me wouldn't be appeased until he had taken his life.

SPOV

Tank and I had just finished my training and we were heading back to Rangeman. I was doing my normal routine of checking for a tail, watching for potentials hazards, and trying to always maintain an escape route while driving. My zone so to speak and I was getting pretty good.

I had picked up both Binkie and Zip tailing me they were being sneaky trying to use two different cars. They even used cars that weren't black but I spotted their tail. I could tell it made Tank very proud of me he just smiled but I could see I had impressed him and that made me very happy.

While I was checking for more tails I spotted him. Fear shot through me and I almost panicked. There was the instinct to just fucking floor it back to Rangeman and pray that he couldn't catch me. I mean he drives a piece of shit detective car. I on the other hand am in a Rangeman vehicle that has been customized for their needs. This is one of the special vehicles that Tank selected this is one they use for guarding people when they have someone important they need to guard.

This vehicle has bullet proof glass, steel reinforced doors, tires that won't go flat or you can run on flat I am not sure how that works, and an engine that is capable of out running most normal cars on the street.

Tank must have picked up on my panic attack and my fear as he looked back to see what had my attention. I heard him growl so he had seen him. I knew I was safe with Tank after all he guarded Ranger and Ranger has some nasty enemies to hear him speak of them. I knew Tank could keep me safe and would keep me safe but that didn't help the fear that had grasped me but I had to hold it together I was driving. I had to keep myself together in spite of my fears.

I kept repeating to myself he can't get me, he can't get me. Even if he pulls me over he can't get me out of this vehicle unless I open the door. I made sure the doors were locked I knew they were already but it was just something I needed to double check to help me get control of my fears. With shaky hands I held onto the wheel resolving myself to keep control of the vehicle, of my fears, of my feelings.

I came up to a stop light remembering to leave room for an escape I left enough room in front of me I was heading straight as that was the way back to Rangeman but if I played my cards right just at the right second I could get around the car in front of me and turn right. If I did it at the exact moment when that light turned green for them then I could escape and leave Joe. I could then floor it and get out of his sight before he had the chance to turn on the street.

I stopped bidding my time watching that he hadn't gotten out of his car attempting to sneak up on us and watching to see where the lights were. The second I saw the light turn I floored it sliding by the car in front of me and turning right as the cars that were coming straight through the light fell in behind me.

I raced up the street as fast as the vehicle would take us. I came up on other traffic heading the same direction and I took the chance and went around them. I knew I couldn't do a simple u-turn back to the direction of Rangeman I had to come up with another plan. I had to go a different direction. Joe wasn't stupid he would have known where I was heading he would be looking for me along those streets and I knew I wouldn't be able to avoid him if I went that route back. I would eventually have run right into him and he would have been waiting for me especially since I had broken like three or four traffic violations but my goal was for neither him nor anyone else to catch me.

I made several turns and with the help of the GPS in the vehicle I found another way back to Rangeman that took us way out of the way added like forty minutes or more onto our trip back but in the end the plan worked and he had no idea where we went. I had successfully dodged Joe and technically the police. I was feeling pretty good about myself.

We pull into Rangeman and I couldn't help but let out the soft sigh that we were back home that he couldn't touch me within these walls. We get out of the car and head to the elevator.

"Tank thanks for taking me I am heading up to seven. I need to shower but I will see you for dinner right?" I asked him and he nodded.

"Little girl I wouldn't miss it for the world" he adds and I couldn't help the smile that broke out across my face not that I would have tried to stop it. He gets off on the fifth floor and I continue up to seven.

BPOV

We all gathered at Ranger's office to head up for dinner with Bomber. Ranger, Lester, Tank, Cal, Hector, Slyder and myself are all going to join Bomber for dinner then we are going to pay Morelli a little visit later tonight.

I would be lying to you and myself if I said I wasn't nervous with the information we had all learned today I knew Ranger and Lester were on edge but when I saw Hector had joined the ranks I wasn't sure this visit was going to leave Morelli with his life.

I knew there would be no holding back Lester and Ranger even with all of us it probably wouldn't work we would fail. They would take us out if they had to, to get their goal especially if they lost control of their inner demons.

But add Hector to the mix and it was bad as bad as they came and I wasn't sure going was our smartest move. Yes I wanted him to know he couldn't harm my Bomber our light our life but I wasn't sure ending his life would be the right thing to do but at this point he had dealt himself this hand and from my point of view he was holding all eights and aces. He was holding the dead man's hand because he was a dead man it was only a matter of time and it was only his actions that brought it on himself.

If the fucker got lucky tonight and harmed a single hair on Bomber's head he would only pray for death because I am fairly certain death wouldn't come fast enough for him. We all wanted blood, we all wanted revenge but for those three it went even deeper than that. Something I couldn't explain. Something I am not sure any of us truly understood or could truly grasp.

We made our way up to the apartment she was waiting on us all dressed in black, I had to smile she was channeling her inner Ranger, her hair pulled back, her black cat boots on, her black cargo pants and her black t-shirt with her dog tags, and her hounds tooth necklace. She was a sight to behold. As always she was totally beautiful, totally hot, and completely unaware of it all.

I had packed my medical bag earlier I think I packed everything I could because I had no idea what would happen. I had to be prepared for all combinations from Bomber, to one of my brothers getting hurt to patching up Morelli who no doubt was going to be hurt if not killed and ripped to pieces tonight. I even had a few syringes of a drug capable of temporary subduing a rhino or elephant that would take Ranger, Lester, and Hector down if needed. If they got out of control, I just hope that I can administer it before they actually killed him front of Bomber.

SlyderPOV

We walk into the dining room and we all find a chair. This table gets more crowded by the day and I have a feeling that is all because of the little girl sitting across from me, my Incendia. My firefly. I have a true love for Latin it is one of the things that I actually enjoy and love. I love learning it, hearing it, and speaking it. Only not many people speak it anymore.

I feel it is a powerful language that is dying more and more every day. Very little do you see anything written in Latin anymore. Very little do you hear people speaking the ancient language but I happen to enjoy it and I often use it. My tattoo on my upper chest is in Latin, it means the truth shall set you free. Incendia is Latin for firefly I feel the name suits her because she does bring light to our darkened worlds. To our darkened souls she tell us that it is the light within that matters and by her being in my life I can see light within my own soul and I am sure some of the other men or Rangeman felt the same.

I should call her vixen because it didn't take any time for her to pull me under her spell the spell of the bombshell bounty hunter, Stephanie, my Incendia.

We had just finished another uncomfortable meal. I mean the meal was fine the company was fine the uncomfortable part is what was happening in my pants and the pants of all of the other men around the table with the exception of maybe Hector as he sort of is immune to her moans and sounds of enjoyment while she is eating.

I love hearing them don't get me wrong but they do have me shifting rather uncomfortably and while I try my best to control it and not show her that I am hard enough to drill through diamonds, I am in fact supporting a huge hard on that I am trying to control.

Once I have myself under control and I suspect it is the same with all the other guys we make our way into the living room. We all take up seats around the room Ranger and Incendia are sitting on the sofa her sitting on his lap with her legs extended over Lester's lap he is rubbing her bare feet.

She sighs at how good it feels. I under my breath both thank Santos and curse him because if she starts making those same noises she was making at the dining room table there is no way I am going to be able to hide my reaction.

After a few minutes of no one talking she shifts a little taking her feet out of his reach. "Guys I asked you all here tonight because if you are going with us" she motioned to the core team Ranger, Tank, Bobby, and Lester "you need to know the whole story, the whole ugly truth between Joe and I." She told us.

I had a bad feeling. I hadn't met this Joe, but I knew from things the guy said him and Incendia had a long history together and that he has never treated her the best. She continued.

"As some of you know Joe and I have a long history. Longer than some of you even realized. I have known Joe practically my whole life and from the time I was six he has been a pain in my life one way or another." Holy shit they have known each other forever.

She looked around the room "I am not telling you this to make you mad at him although it probably will. I don't want you to be mad I just want you to know everything before you step foot in that house tonight. I plan on confronting him and I plan on taking back my life tonight if I have the strength to do it so I don't want anything that I may say take you off guard. I want you to know everything that has happened between him and I, so I don't surprise you. You will need to control your tempers tonight and having this information ahead of time I hope will make that possible." She told us.

I could see Hector, and Cal paying as much of attention as I was. I was wondering what the fuck had happened between them.

She took a deep breath "The core team already knows all of this I shared it with them back a week or more ago when Joe and I had another one of our huge fights and I caught him fucking Terry in his bed." I wasn't sure who Terry was but it wasn't really important.

She continued "Like I said our relationship goes back a long time. The first encounter I had with Joe was when I was six and Joe was eight. He talked me into going into his father's garage with him under the guise of playing trains. Well he played train alright only he was the train and I was the tunnel." I saw red I could see Cal and Hector were seeing red as well.

I wondered if the chair would hold up against the grip that Cal had on it. I looked around and even the core team was seeing red I suspect even though they had heard the story before hearing it again enraged them just as it enraged us that were hearing it for the first time.

She continued "Needless to say my mother wasn't too pleased when I told her. My next encounter with Joe was when I was sixteen and he was eighteen. I didn't know it at the time but Joe was scheduled to leave for the Navy the next day. I was working at the tasty pastry and it was right at closing time. I was alone in the store standing behind the counter when he came in and locked the door behind him." Wait a minute tasty pastry?

She said he was leaving for the Navy and Tasty Pastry no fucking way his name was Joe, no fucking way. I have a feeling I should have played the fucking lottery the odds of me winning couldn't have been anymore than this Joe being the same Joe I remember from Basic.

She pulled me from my mental revelation and I feared what she was going to say next. "He came behind the counter and well proceeded to talk me out of my pants. He fucked me behind the counter on the floor when he was done he got up took some cannoli from the case, walked out the door without a backwards glance. He left for the Navy the next day taking my virginity with him but not before writing about it all over the bathroom walls of several places throughout the burg." She told us.

Yeah I was sucking in air trying to calm myself but it was what Lester said that had me grasping for control. "Beautiful that wasn't exactly how that went down. You skimmed over an important piece of information. He had locked the door, he didn't ask your consent and you never gave your consent for him to do what he did. He raped you honey you have to see that. You have to see that he stole from you that night and he has been stealing from you ever since."

Hearing Lester's words I was gasping for control I wanted to see a picture just to verify it was in fact him but I knew it was. I still to this day remember his story it stuck with me and it was why I beat the living shit out of him. It was why I hated him from the moment I heard him. It was why I loved to torture him every chance I got.

I couldn't even look at Hector or Cal because I knew seeing them pissed would enrage me even more and I had to control myself. Finally I was able to speak "Incendia do you have a picture of him." She looked at me weirdly and I realized I used her nickname for the first time.

"Stephanie, Incendia is Latin for firefly. You remind me of a firefly with the light in your life so if you don't mind that I call you Incendia I would like to." I shrugged. She smiled brightly I think she liked most of her nicknames. She nodded it was okay.

She reached for her phone "I think I have a picture on here that Lula took of him when she was telling me I had to make a decision between Carlos and Joe. It was when I was dating Joe but she knew I was in love with Carlos. Only at the time I didn't know Carlos loved me and wanted me as much as I loved and wanted him. Carlos and I have had a history of not being honest with our feelings for one another and letting stupid stuff stand in our way of being together." She told me as she handed me her phone with his picture on the screen.

I took one look and it was all I could not to crush the phone in my hands or throw it across the room. It was him that fucking asshole. "Oh man" I say out loud and she looks at me.

"What Slyder, what is it?" She asks me.

"I know him, I know him from the Navy." I tell her. I see her freeze.

She asked me "you were friends with him?" I shook my head no.

"Not exactly friends" I tell her "I remember him from basic training. I walked into the mess tent on the first day and I hear this guy bragging to anyone and everyone who will listen to him how he had gotten a piece of his girl before he left for the Navy. How he had taken her virginity. How he had laid claim to her by having sex with her. He said that he had taken her on the floor of the Tasty Pastry a local Pastry shop in his home town. He had taken her virginity for himself and by doing so he had claimed her for all the eyes of his hometown and just to be sure his claim was known he wrote about on the bathroom walls of anyplace that was still open that night."

I saw her eyes swim with tears but I continued the story she needed to know it all. "He said that you put up no resistance to his advances but that you were rather fridged but that he suspected that had to do with you being a virgin but when he got out of the Navy he would make sure you knew how to please him." Remembering him going on and one about this girl he had stolen the virginity of made me just as mad as it had made me that day.

"I felt like there was more to the story. I always felt like he took more than that he was given. I always felt like his story bordered on rape. That is why when I heard it, it enraged me. I waiting until later that night when he was making his way back to his barracks I jumped him and beat the shit out of him because of his story. I didn't know the girl but I felt like she needed to be avenged that she had been done so wrong and no less by someone who had joined the Navy like I had. Someone who was pledging to protect and defend our fellow countrymen and he was going to do something like that before joining. I beat his ass to the point they put him on bed rest for a week of basic training. After he recovered I made sure to make his life hell."

"We weren't in the same training group so I didn't have too much access to him but when I did I made sure his life was hell. For some reason his story enraged me more every time I saw him and I had to give a little pay back for the girl he walked out on with her virginity." I told them. I had no way of knowing I would met her I had no way of knowing not only would I met her that I would find myself loving her that I would consider her a sister that I would consider her someone I would protect above and beyond anything else. Now knowing it was her that he was talking about I didn't do enough damage I didn't inflict enough pain. I should have done more, I should have killed him and none of this would even be happening right now.

"Had I known I would met you, had I known I would consider you a sister, had I known you would love my brother and consider yourself a member of my other brothers lives I would have killed him then." I confessed to her.

She got up off of Ranger's lap walked over to me sat down on my lap and wrapped her arms around me. Hugging me to her, I wrapped my arms around her and held her. It was an odd feeling that we had been connected that many years ago. That not even knowing it was her I had stood up for her I had defended her I had avenged what he had done to her by beating the shit out of him. Only if I had known what would come I would have done more. He would have had one of those unfortunate accidents at sea.

She raised her head up "well there is more I could tell but you guys sort of know the rest of it. I was a dumbass and let Joe back into my life when he went FTA and I brought him back in to the system as my first skip. I thought he had changed, I thought that he had gotten his life together with the help of the Navy and by being a detective with the police department. I thought he had avoided the Morelli men curse but nothing could be further from the truth if anything he is worse because he hides behind his shield and uses it to protect himself with. I should have known better but I was stupid there is no doubting that." She told us.

SPOV

I had told them everything about Joe and confessed to how stupid I had been letting him back into my life but nothing more I could say I had been stupid I should have known better with all the bad blood between us with all the history that he was never going to change but I had let him back in.

"Let's talk about the plan for tonight. I know you all have a message you want to deliver but I am going as well and I have a message of my own that I want to deliver to him. My message if I am able to do it. I am going to be taking back my life, I am going to be taking back my freedom, and I am going to let him know that I am no longer scared of him. He no longer has control over me." I tell them.

They smile at me but I continue "I am not certain I am going to be able to do this as I am afraid of him. I am scared of him. I know you will all be there for me and you will all protect me and keep me safe never doubt that I trust you completely when it comes to that but he still scares me. I can't help it."

I tell them. I move back to Carlos' lap because he has the ability to calm me to reassure me when no one else can. I need that now I need his strength I need his courage and by sitting on his lap I hope some of it seeps into my bones, into my soul, into my spirit.

I lean back against Carlos tucking my head under his chin in the indent his chest makes as it leads to his shoulders and neck. I feel my tense body relax under his touch. Breathing in deep I smell his signature scent that both calms and excites me in other ways and I find myself once again cursing mother nature for keeping him from me.

Lester once again grabs my feet and starts massaging them and it isn't long before I am giving into the sleep that wants to claim my body.

RPOV

I know my Babe is asleep sitting on me her body lying against me listless. Looking at my men sitting around us watching her sleep in my arms it is on one hand very peaceful for us to see her like this see her sleeping trusting us to keep her safe keep her well and watch over her while she sleeps on the other hand it is disturbing to all of us to think how fast she can and does fall asleep. It isn't unknown to me she has fallen asleep before on surveillance shifts or while she was riding down the road with me or my men. I don't give a shit that she falls asleep she could sleep through her whole shift and I wouldn't give a shit about that I just like it when she is more aware of her surroundings.

Tank spoke up "He followed us tonight on our way back to Rangeman." He said. I looked at him and briefly wondered why the fuck I hadn't been notified about this sooner. I questioned him raising my eyebrow "Rangeman don't go off he didn't stop us and my little girl here used her training and out maneuvered him on the streets. She came up with a plan and executed it using exactly what we had trained her to do it was pure brilliance on her part. I didn't offer any assistance she got us back here without him finding her again." He told me.

I had to smile at the thought of her using her training effectively to avoid him stopping her. To keep herself safe she had used her training. Once again she succeeded in making me so proud of her.

BPOV

We had sat around while Bomber slept and formed a plan for tonight. There were eight of us so we decided to take two vehicles in the first one was Ranger, Tank, Bomber and Lester. In the second vehicle were Slyder, Hector, Cal, and myself. We had decided to strike after midnight knowing that the neighborhood where Morelli lived where mostly older folks lived we were banking on them being in bed. To keep from drawing attention to ourselves one vehicle would up pull up out front while the other would pull down the alley and come in the back door.

Ranger woke up Bomber about half hour before we were scheduled to leave. She woke up and excused herself went into her bedroom to finish getting ready.

When she came out I had to laugh she had taken Ranger's face paint and put two black lines under eyes on the ridge of her cheeks. I briefly wondered if she thought she was going to a football game instead of delivering a message to Joe.

She looked at us and asked "What?" not understanding why we were smiling and some of us laughing.

Lester spoke up first "Beautiful what's with the lines on your face?" He asked her

She smiles "I am making a statement Lester, tonight I am a soldier." She said just as matter of factually. None of us could argue with that so we dropped it. Soldiers in TV painted lines under their eyes soldiers in real life painted their whole damn face.

Ranger smiling said "Lead the way Babe." He effectively had let us know that he was letting her have lead on this little mission of hers and ours she was in charge and we were to listen to her. I am not sure she caught the significance of his statement but we all did and he knew we all heard him loud and clear.

We made our way to the cop's house just as we had planned. I was a little nervous about being able to control seven completely pissed off mercenaries, including myself in that count, and then add Bomber. Above and beyond everything else I had to make sure Bomber was safe and not harmed in anyway. If she got hurt or harmed it would be all games off, all messages off, all gloves off. It would be the death of one Joe Morelli.

I can't tell you the pressure on me right now because there are so many unpredictable things that could go so wrong. We make our way to the back door. I know they are at the front door I don't bother to wait for them to let me in I just open the door and we go in.

The dog is there to greet us. Stephanie pets Bob on the head and proceeds to take him outside and puts him on the line out in the back yard. She knows we would never harm him but she doesn't want him getting in the way he could distract us, or end up getting hurt trying to protect either the cop or Stephanie. We know he loves them both it isn't his fault his owner is a piece of shit that doesn't deserve protecting.

We silently make our way up to his bedroom. I briefly wonder if he is alone and if isn't what we are going to do about it. We hadn't really talked about that. We get to his bedroom door and miracles upon miracles he is alone.

Stephanie cripes up to his bed side table opens the drawer and extracts the gun that he has in there. She puts it on the floor and kicks it under the bed where he can't reach it. She then does something that none of us expects.

She reaches into the small of her back and draws her thirty eight special. She puts it to his head and cocks the gun. The clicking of the gun being cocked brings Morelli out of his sleep. When his eyes open she presses the gun to his head harder.

His eyes widen as he takes her in. She reaches for the lamp and turns it on. She wants to be able to see him and him see her. He starts to move but she pushes the gun harder. "Joe move another inch and I pull the trigger do you understand me?" He stops dead at the sound of her voice and feeling the gun being pressed into his head. She doesn't have it on his forehead she has the gun pressed against the side of his head just out of his sight of the gun.

She speaks again "Joe I am warning you, you try and move an inch you try and disarm me and you are a dead man I have a backup" she shows him her right hand that is holding her Glock. "I will shoot you first and ask questions later, that is something I learned from one of my brothers." She said and I had to smile because there is only one of us that would have told her that and it was Hector. Had he been teaching her how to use a gun with both the right and the left hand? I briefly wondered.

I looked at Ranger and I could see the pride in his eyes along with the general shock of her actions. He didn't know this was part of her plan. None of us knew her plan. She did in fact have a plan though we all now knew that much.

He went to say something but she cut him off before he could get a sound out "You don't get to talk, you don't get to say one fucking thing. It's time for you to listen. It's my turn to talk." She looked at Lester.

"Lester do you have my bag?" she questioned he nodded "Bring it to me" she asked him. He stepped towards her with the bag. I briefly wondered what she was going to do. She handed him the gun "keep it pointed at him if he fucking flinches you shoot the fucker, do I make myself clear?" she asked him. He nodded pointing the gun at Morelli. I am sure he was secretly hoping Morelli would flinch I knew he would love to blow the fucker away.

She reached in the bag and pulled out the duct tape. Holy shit! She ripped off a section and just taped it across his mouth she didn't stick it to something first that was going to hurt like a mother fucker when it was ripped off.

She continues "now that's better, you will now keep your fucking mouth shut without me having to shut you up. You will now listen to what I have to say. We are all here to deliver a message to you. The message is to leave me the fuck alone. That means no more following me, no more coming to places where you know I am, and that means you do not speak to me, you do not touch me, you do not call me. Do I make myself clear?" She jabs the gun further into the side of his head until he nods that he understands her. "Good" she says.

"You see you no longer have control of me. You no longer tell me what to do. You no longer can strong arm me into doing anything. You can no longer lay a finger on me. So help me god the next time you touch me the next time you hurt me will be the last time you ever fucking breath. It will be your last breath you ever draw into your body. Understand?" Again she jabs the gun into the side of his head and he again nods. Her smile is ice cold, it is leer that would give Ranger's beast a run for his money.

Holy shit she was hot as fucking shit is it wrong that I have to control what is happening in my pants seeing my sister being this forceful this demanding taking back her life her confidence her self worth holy shit.

"Joe I want you to take a good look at me. I am a soldier I am in training and I will kick your ass if you come at me again. I will fight you and if I can't bet you by myself I would be willing to bet you that one of my brothers can and will kick your ass. Take a look around Joe these are my brothers and my future husband standing in your room and for every one that is standing here tonight I have one more back at Rangeman all with a single goal of kicking your ass at my say so. So fucking just give me a reason any reason to say so." She tells him.

"I have a message for you but everyone one of these men also have a message and I will be willing to bet you that my message will be the least painful of the bunch. You will be lucky to still have your life when we leave here tonight. Actually I am not so sure yet as I haven't made up my mind. I just might pull this fucking trigger and get it over with right now." With that she pulls the trigger on the gun held to his head and the gun clicks and he flinches at the sound.

"Damn" she says. "I have always had a bad habit of carrying my gun with only one fucking bullet in it. Usually Ranger fills it for me guess he didn't realize it only had one bullet in it. I guess that makes you a lucky fucker Joe. Ranger has just effectively saved your life. I think you should tell him thank you." With that she reaches over presses against the tape making sure it is good and stuck and rips the tape off.

Holy shit I know that had to hurt. I see his eyes widen she jabs the gun in his forehead. Lester is still holding her other gun on him. To my surprise, to Lester's disappointment and I think even to Bomber's disappointment Morelli doesn't flinch. She calls him on it too.

"Very good I see you can listen when you life is at stake you didn't flinch. Now I think you have someone that needs to be thanked." She told him pressing the gun into his forehead just to make sure he listens to her "Joe I promise you this gun has a single bullet in it don't force me to see if the next trigger pull is going to be the one with the bullet." Her only and last warning to him as she jabs the gun into his head he is going to have one major bruise there not that I give a fuck.

For the first time tonight Morelli spoke "Thank you" he said it tersely but Bomber didn't let it go

"Joe the man saved your life, at least for the moment you could give a little more heartfelt thank you. Could you not I mean you are breathing right now because he didn't fill my gun with bullets something that I didn't think to check when I left our home this evening." She emphasized our home.

I saw hatred and rage flash through his eyes and I briefly wondered if she wanted to pull his tail but then I realized that is exactly what she wanted. She wanted him pissed, she wanted him out of control insane over the things she was going to tell him. Oh shit here we go is all I could think when I realized what she really wanted to do.

She once again jabbed the gun in his head he nodded "Ranger I would like to thank you for saving my life." He said she nodded and then ripped off a new piece of duct tape effectively tapping his mouth shut again.

"See you can follow directions under the right pressure." She told him. She looked at Lester smiling that he had her other gun still drawn on Morelli. "Lester I am sorry you didn't get the chance to shoot him, he didn't flinch maybe all hope isn't lost he is going to have a lot more to say maybe next time he will flinch and you will get your chance." She told him shrugging.

"You see you now have some apologizing to do. You took a cheap shot and shoot one of my brothers. Did you think I would just forget about that? It was only a flesh wound but you pulled the trigger on one of my brothers, you fucking piece of shit. Did you think I wasn't going to get revenge for that? Did you think I was just going to forget it and allow you to hurt what I consider mine? You should know I am not the same girl you thought you could brow beat, you could control, you could tell what to do. I am not her not anymore. I will stand up for myself I will stand up for those that I love and I will stand up for my brothers at all costs. So unless you want me to pull this fucking trigger again I suggest you apologize to Cal for shooting him and before I have to remind you make it sincere because the only reminder you are going to get again is me pulling this fucking trigger."

He nods in understanding. She reaches over and once again rips the tape off of his mouth after making sure it was good and stuck. Damn I swear I flinched that time. She jabs him with the gun to get him talking. "Cal I am sorry about shooting you." He says she jabs him again. "I wasn't thinking when I pulled the trigger I was drunk, I was jealous I was wrong." He told him.

Stephanie nodded and once again tore a fresh piece of duct tape and put it across his mouth. Looking at Lester she shrugged "well maybe next time". He just smiled at her.

"Joe you ever hit me again, you ever push me, shove me, throw me again and this gun will have all of its bullets that is until I unload them in your ass. You are to never touch me again, never speak to me again, and never confront me again. I am never going to come back to you. I am marrying Ranger and I am never having your babies if I have babies they will be Ranger's babies not your devil spawn." She told him.

I wonder how Ranger was reacting to that news that she was going to have his babies. I look at him and he still has the look of pride on his face. He is enjoying this as much as the rest of us. She continues.

"I have someone special I would like to introduce you to Joe" she motioned to Slyder, who leered at Joe and I saw him pale slightly more than he already was. Bomber continued "but I think you two have already met each other. You were in basic training with him but I don't think you were buddies as he beat the shit out of you because you were talking about me. You were telling anyone and everyone who would listen how you had effectively claimed me made me yours because you stole my virginity but you left out you did it by raping me." He made the mistake of shaking his head no and Bomber pulled the trigger not a second delay. He moved she pulled the trigger.

The gun clicked again she just said "Damn" shaking her head. "I thought for sure the bullet would be in that chamber guess not maybe the next one, one can only hope." And she shrugged. I swear to God she was so cold it felt like ice running down my spine hearing her words. I silently prayed that I was never on the receiving side of Bomber being pissed off. I swear she might make me a true total badass piss myself. She was more effective than Tank.

She continued "You did in fact rape me didn't you?" She asked him. "You never asked you just took, you didn't ask me if it was what I wanted you locked the door and you took what you wanted. I never said yes to you if anything I asked you wait but you just shook your head and proceeded." She told him

She jabbed him with the gun "Admit it you piece of fucking dog shit have the balls to admit it." She told him once again jerking off the tape "tell me you raped me and left me on the dirty floor of the tasty pastry having stolen my virginity having robbed me of my virginity something that a girl only has once in her life to give to the guy who she loves the most and you stole mine." She moved the gun from his head and jabbed them into his dick and fucking pulled the trigger without hesitation. I think we all flinched at that one including the fucking piece of shit Morelli. Lester fired a warning shot that landed into the pillow beside Morelli's head. The gun had a silencer on it he was just joining in the fun. We all knew that is where Lester had aimed he hadn't missed.

"Tell me she said" and he nodded

"I am sorry cu..." But she cut him off

"Joe if you value your life you won't call me that ever again. Fucking call me cupcake one more time and I will kill you where you stand Joe." She told him. He nodded she had pulled the trigger three times now she only had five shots in that gun if it did in fact have a bullet in it which I had no doubt it had she had one more pull without a bullet but the question was which chamber the bullet was in the last one or the second to last one. I doubted at this point if Bomber cared.

"I am sorry Stephanie." He started but she cut him off again "Joe you know for you, you only get to call me Mrs Ranger, or Mrs Manoso I am not your friend, you are not my friend you don't get to call me by my first name. That is reserved for friends and you are not one of my friends now nor will you ever be, you fucking prick."

She jabbed him with her gun her way of saying get the show on the road. "Mrs Manoso I am sorry." He said but she wouldn't let it go at that.

"Sorry for what, what is it you are sorry for? Sorry for yelling at me, sorry for hitting me, sorry for throwing me across a floor and having a three hundred pound man land on me, sorry for shooting my brother, sorry for knowing me, sorry for playing train with me, sorry for raping me. What is it exactly you are sorry for Joe? Sorry for trying to change me, sorry for trying to control me. You are going to have to spell it out Joe because I have no idea what you are sorry for. With all you have done to me it could be a lot you are sorry for." She told him.

He once again tried to skirt it "Sorry for all of it." He said she just shook her head and said something that I thought would make my spine frost over "Apology not accepted the only apology I want is you fucking dead." With that she put the gun back to his head and pulled the fucking trigger.

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