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.

38. Chapter 37: Charges

These characters belong to Janet I am just borrowing them for my amusement. Although I would love to keep Ranger and the merry men for myself!

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Chapter 37: Charges

JPOV
What the fuck? Where the fuck am I? Ugh. Why am I laying here on the sidewalk? What happened? I briefly think back trying to remember what the fuck happened. I remember going home last night, I remember having dinner and going to bed, in my bed. Everything after that is a little fuzzy.

Damn my head hurts but then again everything I have hurts. I look down to access my body why it is hurting so much and I realize I am laying here in the street in my boxers which clearly show I had peed myself and all the memories came rushing back.

Stephanie coming into my room with her band of thugs that follow her around like some fucking kind of puppy follows a kid. What was I thinking wanting that bitch for my wife? She had come to deliver a message. The message was leave her alone or die. Clearly I had survived but I don't think it was for the lack them trying to kill me.

I remember all the times she pulled the trigger on the gun she held to my head and dick and all the clicks it made all the way down to the last one and I remember the level of fear I felt and how I couldn't help it at the end because I just knew hearing her words, and then her pulling the trigger I was a fucking dead man. But the gun clicked but by the time that had happened I had pissed myself in front of her and all those fucking thugs.

I would get revenge for what she did to me. When she was done I remember her telling those heartless bastards that it was their turn and to make it painful and trust me each one made it painful. Each took their turn. Punching, hitting, kicking me. It was almost as if it was a game and they all got a turn.

They all told me to leave her alone, to never bother her again, to never touch her again or attempt to make her fear me again but fuck that. I felt every fist every foot and I knew I would have some injuries only I didn't know yet which ones as I had chosen not to get up or move yet.

I looked around and I was on a side street behind a bar at least I wasn't left on Stark Street not that this street was much better. This was Washington and it was just off of Stark Street but at least gang members tended to not hang out in this area. This was more where the after work get a drink type or the town drunk hung out in town, so it could have been worse.

I remembered when the guys were finished with their messages as they referred to it more with their fists and feet than with their mouths Stephanie had them hold me while she filled me with a bottle of Jack.

Normally I wouldn't have had a problem drinking the Jack but this was sort of forced. They held me down while she poured it in my mouth forcing me to swallow or drown. Again I curse the bitch. I wrecked of it. I like to drink and I could barely stand the smell of myself. She would pay and she would pay dearly.

She didn't know it yet, but if I wasn't going to have her then no one would have her and I was to the point where I no longer wanted her. She had sealed her fate, she had officially done it she had made me not want her. But that didn't mean that I was going to allow her to be with anyone else. I just wasn't planning on letting her be period. Ranger and all of those fucking thugs that she thinks of so lovingly and that think of her as a sister would live to regret the night that they fucked with me. They would be sorry for what they did.

I would bid my time and make them think that their message was received I will wait for their guard to be down. I will wait for them to think that I am no longer a threat to Stephanie, or them. I could be a patient man if necessary and now called for patience.

I briefly wondered if Doug and Mike could help me or if I should just cut them free after all if Ranger found out I found information from them and continued to get information he may not believe that I was no longer a threat then on the other hand if I cut ties with them then I wouldn't be able to keep an eye on her, decision decisions.

I had decided to try to move when I heard a car coming down the alley. As it got closer I saw it was a police car. I cursed under my breath. Not knowing who was in the car I knew there was no way they wouldn't see me. Fuck they probably had been called because of me. I mean who wouldn't call if a guy was lying in a back street behind a bar in his boxers. Before the first police car reaches me another one is right behind it just fucking great.

I should have known they would have been called, I know protocol enough to know that on calls like this there is always backup I only hope it is one of the rookies one of the ones that just joined the force or a friend of mine. Someone that I can con, bribe, threaten to not say anything to any of the other cops.

The car came to a stop just in front of me. I was looking at the car when Carl and Big dog climbed out. Fuck. So much for no one knowing they had the two biggest mouths at the station and they never let anyone live anything down.

I didn't think it could really get any worse until I saw Eddie making his way toward me great. Now Stephanie would hear all about this. Not that she didn't already know but she would know how the cops treated me and teased me, fuck.

"Joe, what the hell man? What the fuck happened to you?" Carl asked me.

Before I could answer him Big Dog spoke up "Man do we need to call a bus?" I shook my head no. I didn't think I needed to go to the hospital. I mean they had beaten my ass but they didn't do any major damage at least I didn't think so. I don't think they broke anything only bruised everything.

I didn't need to further my embarrassment and humiliation by going to the hospital. Eddie spoke up next. "Joe what happened? Are you sure you okay man? Tell us who did this?" He asked me.

I debated should I tell them and then I thought why not. Maybe I could get charges filed against all of them. Looking up at the three men standing around me I thought I would tell them but leave out a few details. Like the stain on the front of my boxers wasn't whiskey.

"Ranger, some of his men, and Stephanie did this." I told them and I swear the fuckers almost busted out laughing. I could see them holding it back. Why the fuck would they think I would make this shit up.

"Look help me up, I told you who the fuck did this." I told them letting them see my anger at their behavior. Mother fuckers.

Eddie spoke up first "You said Stephanie did this? Why would she do this? Stephanie? Like as the Bombshell Bounty Hunter of Trenton Stephanie? A s in my wife's cousin, Stephanie?" He asked me like he couldn't wrap his head around it being the Stephanie he knew. Fuck yes it was her I fucking know who Stephanie is. I could feel my Italian temper raising.

"Eddie who the fuck you think I am talking about. Yes Stephanie, Cupcake whatever you want to call her." I told him. I raised my voice so he could get the fucking hint that he was pissing me off with his stupid fucking questions. I wasn't about to call her the Bombshell Bounty Hunter that was names that those thugs called her and I wanted nothing to do with them.

He just shook his head as if he still didn't get it. Carl had a smile on his face as he reached down to help me up on my feet. I couldn't help but grimace when he grabbed my arm and pulled on it. Slowly he pulled and I got my feet under me. The pain flowed through me and my only solace was that Stephanie would soon feel the same pain as well as her fucking thugs.

I accessed my body and had no broken bones well maybe a couple of cracked ribs but my legs, arms, wrists, and fingers weren't broken. I am sure I was more bruised than anything. I could tell by the feel of my face that my eyes were swollen a little, my lip was a little swollen but not bad as they had focused their attention on my body not so much the face. I think it was Slyder who punched me in the jaw again busting my lip.

Carl looked at me "You want us to take you home or do you want to come to the station and press charges?" He asked me but I could tell he really didn't want me to file charges. He probably didn't want it to be him that had to go to Rangeman and accuse them.

I looked at him "Carl, drop me at home do you really think I would want to fucking walk into the station looking like this?" I tell him.

"Joe if you are going to press charges you will want to get pictures of any damages." He told me I knew it made sense we certainly had told many of victims that before. I just nodded

"I still want to go home. Maybe you can call Robin and have her bring the camera to my house while I give you my statement and we can file the charges from there." I tell him. He just nods but I can tell that isn't what he wanted to hear.

I wasn't stupid I knew none of them wanted to walk in Rangeman with this accusation especially accusing Stephanie along with the rest of them. But too fucking bad they needed to do their fucking job.

We make our way to my house. I rode with Eddie who hadn't said anything more and I welcomed the silence my mind seeing the whole crew locked up for what they did to me making me smile. They would be sorry they fucked with me and that would only be the tip of the ice berg as to my plans. When they lost Stephanie they would be sorry. I would be sure to let them know that their night of delivering a message cost the her.

Carl must have called Robin on the way because she was parked in the front of my house when we got there. We walked in I showed them upstairs to my room. To show them the holes in the linens and the head board of the bed along with the mess that was left in my bed. I knew whiskey had to be all over the place because I remember chocking on it and spitting some of it out.

When we walked into the room the room was pristine. There was no smell of Whiskey the bed was made, I pulled the covers back and saw they were fresh linens. Actually they were new. I looked at the head board I saw the hole but it was different. I felt it and there was no bullet and the opening had been changed slightly to appear as though a knot from the wood had popped out it was smoother than a bullet hole would have made not to mention the size was off for any bullet as it was a little oval shaped.

I looked around the room and saw that the rug had been vacuumed and even appeared to have been shampooed but it wasn't wet when I put my hand on it. How in the fuck?

I looked at them "Ranger, Stephanie, and six of his men came into my bedroom last night and did this to me. They said it was pay back, but I have no idea what they were paying me back for." I told them.

I went to the laundry basket and looked and no sheets. I went to the trash can and looked and there were none. I slowly made my way downstairs and checked my trashcans downstairs and even outside and no sheets, nothing from the bedroom to have indicated any clean up or cover up.

Looking at them "those aren't my sheets I tell them. My room has been totally scrubbed" I told them. Looking at Robin I said "You ready to get these shots so I can make my statement and file the charges I needed filed." I asked her.

She looked at me like the others looked at me like they weren't quite sure I was right that I was telling them the truth. The fuckers weren't going to believe one of their brothers in blue? I mean what the fuck?

"What? You don't believe me you think I am making this shit up?" I asked them motioning to my bruised body. They shook their heads no.

Carl was the only one to speak up "No, we know you didn't make that part up we just aren't sure you are right about Ranger, Stephanie, and his men did this to you. I mean you smell of Whiskey we find you behind a bar that you have been frequenting lately, not to mention you have been having a tiff with Stephanie that has had you drinking more than usual. So we are a little unsure as to what to believe." He said.

"Well I am telling you what happened. I want charges filed. I want charges against Stephanie for attempted murder of a police officer, I want all the others to have charges files for assault of a police officer, I want them all charged for breaking and entering as they broke into my home. I want them all charged for kidnapping as they held me hostage and then took me against my will out of my home and dropped me off at the bar. I want them all so charged with reckless endangerment for dropping me in the alley way." I told them hoping I had listed all the charges I could get on them.

They all looked at me Big Dog spoke up "Morelli those are some serious charges. We will need names for the others that were here. Do you know their names?" He asked me.

I knew a few of them from hearing Stephanie talking about them. Not that she said much to me but I would occasionally hear her talking to Lula and occasions she would say something to me if she was working with one or if one was tailing her when one of her stalkers was causing her problems.

I answered him "Well I know one was Tank another one was Lester. I know ones name was Slyder he was in the Navy with me. There was the guy with the Tattoo on his forehead I think his name was Cal. There was a black man there that I think his name is Bobby but I could be wrong. There was also a guy who had all kind of tattoos and he had three tear drops on his cheek but I don't know his name." I told them.

I then added "maybe you can get one of them to spill his name when you bring them in. I want them all arrested." I tell them as I pop a few aspirin and down it with a beer, fuck it. They were watching me but eventually took the pictures, took the statement and filed the charges.

Eddie and Carl decided to leave and go to Rangeman to talk to them and hopefully arrest them while Big Dog and Robin made themselves at home on my sofa.

RPOV
I woke up with my Babe in my arms and I couldn't help but the smile that slowly spread across my face from the memories of last night replaying in my head and they were definitely having an effect on me. I mean normally I was hard in the mornings that is just something that happens but these memories was making me hard to the point that I was going to be waking up my Babe for another round.

Last night standing in Morelli's room seeing my Babe so strong, seeing her take back her life as she says take back what he stole from her was so fucking hot. Once she had finished she turned to me faced me and I told her how proud I was of her. How much I loved her. How much she meant to me. How I wanted her to have my babies, if she wanted them. How I wanted her to marry me. No words were actually spoken only our eyes locked on each other but we both fully understood each other.

She wanted to know if she had overstepped in saying some of those things she was a little unsure but she should have known I wouldn't have cared. I didn't care that she made him call her Mrs. Manoso if anything it made so fucking hard. I didn't care that she said she was going to have my babies I actually loved it. But She and I had never talked about it hell I had never even thought about it but when I heard the words and saw those images it was definitely something I knew I wanted.

Of course all she knew about me was that I didn't want any because of the stupid shit I use to say to her. While some of it was true my life is difficult, our life is difficult and to some degrees it is a very dangerous life I could keep her and our children safe so it wasn't impossible.

Remembering how she told me and my men that it was our turn and to make it painful brought another smile. We had done just that but we stopped short of causing any real damage. I mean he may piss blood for a week, and it may hurt to breath deep for a few weeks but he would live. He had no broken bones he should consider himself lucky after what my Babe did that he was still living because it was very possible last night that she could have killed him.

When we left I had my Porsche waiting for us. Manny had brought it over. He was there to take care of any problems at the scene. I knew the fucker would file charges so that is why I wanted him out of the house. I hadn't fully planned on what Stephanie did but it worked perfect when she poured the whiskey down his throat forcing him to drink it.

I wondered where she learned her water boarding techniques further sending home the fact that I never wanted her that pissed at me ever. Being water boarded was no fun. I would know I had lived through it once. The fuckers who did it didn't live through it but I had and I could honestly say I never wanted it to happen again. Nothing like feeling you were going to drown only you weren't in any fucking water.

I left the guys to deal with dropping the fucking cop off and Manny to clean the scene I knew they would never find anything and I already had our alibi lined up just waiting for the police although I couldn't make it that easy for them. I didn't want to seem so ready for them.

I hope my Babe would play along and not say something wrong she wasn't very good at lying well at least not to us but then again we were experts. Fuck we were almost like human lie detectors I doubted the cops would be that good. When she ran distractions she was good enough to make them believe her the cops would believe her so long as she followed my lead.

I was so hard the whole trip back I barely remember driving. I get her to our bed only for her to stop me. She stopped my advances saying that as much as she wanted to make love to me she couldn't because of her period. I remember her blushing at her statement and I could feel my stomach tightening more at the thoughts.

If it wasn't that I needed her right then so bad more than I needed air to breath or water to drink I think I would have laughed at her ideas of not wanting to have sex while she was on her period. I don't mean laugh at her. Just that she didn't think I would want to, she thought I would find it gross, she didn't want to mess up my sheets, or for Ella to see the evidence.

To be so bold in some ways she can be backward and awkward in others and I absolutely loved that about her. I wouldn't change her somewhat innocent views of the world for nothing in the world. It took me some time to convince her that I didn't care. That nothing about her repulsed me or grossed me out that I would always want her when she was both on and off her period. That I didn't give a fuck about the sheets and Ella wouldn't give a fuck about any evidence. That she was a woman and understood and further more would never say anything she loved my Babe as if she was a daughter.

She blushed even more when I told her about Ella understanding. Finally I picked her up and went to the shower where I knew it would be easier for her. I slowly undressed her and then stepped out of the bathroom while she took care of her business. When I heard the water running in the sink I stepped back in gathering her in my arms.

Feeling her skin against my skin sent me higher I barely made it in the shower before I had her in my arms her legs around my waste me ready to enter her. I stopped pausing looking at her. I wanted to make sure she was completely on board with this if not then I would do something else even if it meant a cold shower. I would never do something without my Babes consent without her wanting it just as much as I wanted it.

"Babe are you okay with this? If you really want me to stop say the word and we will stop. I never want you to feel pressured. I never want you to think you have to do something because I want it or I will enjoy it when you won't. I never want you to feel that you can't tell me that. Anytime anyplace you can tell me and I swear to you I will stop. This is something that I share with you and it will always be with you not just me." I tell her trying to stress to her that she is the one with all the control always has been always will be.

She looked at me smiling with tears in her eyes and I briefly thought she was going to say no. Which while I would be disappointed because I wanted to be connected with her after tonight I wanted to make love to her feel our connection but I would be just fine with her saying no not tonight she was here with me and I would just hold her if that is all she felt comfortable with.

She said "Carlos it isn't that I don't want you I want you to make love to me I want to feel you inside me completing me in the only way you can. I am just not sure with everything." She motioned to her lower stomach area "I have never done it during…well you know." She said not wanting to say period out loud in front of me. Blushing the whole time she was saying it making me want her more.

"Babe, it's your decision. If you want to try and see what it feels like and if it is uncomfortable or painful in any way you can tell me and we will stop, I will stop Babe never question that. I never want you to hurt or be uncomfortable when we are making love." I told her. It was the truth I never wanted that between us I only wanted love and giving of ourselves, myself to her and her to me. I secretly hoped she would try because I really didn't want to have to wait however many days to make love to her.

"Carlos I know you will stop I never questioned that I know you would never force me, make me feel as though I had to do anything. I trust you completely I trust you implicitly with everything my body, my heart, my love, my everything." She said. I brushed my lips across hers and gave a little pressure so she could feel me kiss her lightly but I kept it light. She was in control she was telling me where this was going.

She pulled me closer consuming my lips feeling her tongue swipe across my lips I open my mouth for her and her tongue slips in and I deepen the kiss. My dick is throbbing with need but I put that at the back of my mind and just enjoy the kiss for all its worth. Letting the feel of our kiss wash over me like the scent of a summer rain. Something that is so familiar yet so easily looked over because of the joys of other things so I just enjoyed the kiss enjoyed the feel of her tongue tasting me of me tasting her enjoyed the feeling of her lips soft and yet plump pressed against mine how they almost felt like velvet as our lips moved in rhythm together.

I loved the weight of her body in my arms. Feeling her pressed against me feeling her weight against me I could hold her like this forever and never tire. I just thank god I was strong enough to hold her like this and I vowed there would never be a day when I wasn't strong enough to hold her like this.

My hands were cupping her ass holding her to me god how I wanted to be inside my woman but once again I pushed those thoughts to the back of my mind. I wouldn't act on any of them. Not until she said it was what she wanted and then it would be very slow I would make love to her.

She wiggled against me and I knew what she was saying but I wanted words. I wanted the words. "What is it that you want Babe?" I whispered in her ear as I nibbled her ear lobe and pressed a faint kiss just below it on the side of her neck. I felt the urge to mark her but refrained for now. I didn't want to lose control not before she said the words.

My babe pulled back cupping my face she said "Carlos, I want to give you everything. I want to give you me all the time. Please let's try this. I will tell you if I need to stop. I want you I need you." She ended it with crushing her lips onto mine and that was all I needed to bring her down on my hardened dick to sink myself deep inside her velvety folds until I was completely wrapped up by my Babe's beautiful body.

I moved her slow and easy down on me I didn't want to be too rough. I knew enough about a woman's body to know it didn't feel the greatest at this time and I didn't want to do anything to make it worse. I was hoping by me giving her orgasm after orgasm it would actually make it better. I had no intentions of stopping tonight. Not until neither of us could move, could scream, or could function enough to continue.

I put my back to the shower wall not wanting to put her back against them and her have to feel the contrast from the warm water to the colder tiles leaning back a little I was able to bring her down on me farther and I wanted to yell out at how fucking good it felt. I felt my eyes roll back and I know I heard a growl that I think came from me.

My eyes refocused on my Babe and her head was thrown back her hair trailing down her back to the point I could feel it tickle my thighs. God she was a thing of beauty her breasts jutting out towards me as though she were offering them for my feasting delights. I knew she was just like that because of the ecstasy of the moment but I took advantage of the situation and let my tongue savor her tight nub of a nipple before I pulled it into my mouth suckling it teasing it with my tongue. I could feel what it was doing to her as fresh juices from her ran down me and pulled further at those strings of my control.

My control to keep from just taking her but they held. Moving her easily up and down back and forth making sure that I remained bury deep inside her. Only moving her only an inch at the most but enough to cause friction between us that had us both moaning in pleasure.

I could feel her walls tight around me hugging me grasping me and I knew she was close. I wondered if this was a time that she would hold on to the edge and let me drive her orgasm higher or if she would just let go and let it wash over her let herself fall in ecstasy. I increased the speed and motion just enough to push her a little more but hopefully not too much where I made it uncomfortable for her. But when she screamed and she bucked her own body more against mine I knew it was what she wanted. She wanted to feel the orgasm wash over her but she needed more to let herself drop over the edge into her orgasm.

I picked up the speed and pushed her further down on me sending me deeper and I had to hold back my own orgasm as that extra spurred in me the need. The need to cum inside her the need to hear her name echoing off of these walls as I scream her name from the pure pleasure that she is giving me. I feel her shake in my arms. The muscles in her body contracting and I know I am giving her the same amount of torturous pleasure, like me she is holding on. She is holding on to the edge refusing to drop too soon before she can milk every ounce of pleasure from me and return it back to me tenfold.

My body feeling her moves on its own and picks the pace up further as my lips wrap around the soft skin of her nipple and then suck her breast into my mouth causing her to yell out. I release her nipple and my lips find the sensitive skin of her neck and this time I pull it in leaving my mark on her. God just the thought of that causes my balls to tighten my stomach to tighten a little further I want to cum so bad my body is ready to mutiny over my mind.

But my will and mind hold for now they won't hold forever eventually my body will win the battle but for a little while longer I can give my Babe everything she needs. I can make her writhe in ecstasy I can make her heart race and pound more I can make her scream until she is unable to scream I can make her muscles contract to the point that her body goes limp in my arms. I know the power I have when it comes to making love to my Babe and I know what I can do to her body.

It wasn't but moments later before she was screaming my name coming to pieces in my arms that I let go and came with her. Both or names echoing off the walls as we came unglued or bodies spasm together as we both fell from the edge into our orgasm.

Remembering our night together wasn't helping the situation I knew my Babe would be tired we had made love most of the night. I think we finally crashed at like zero four hundred this morning and it was only zero six hundred. I knew if she was going to do her training today she needed the next two hours of sleep but my body wanted her so bad. But I remained in control and just appeased myself by remaining there holding her instead of heading to the gym.

I suspected Demon and Reggae would be pulling into the garage around zero seven hundred I had them booked on my jet out of Boston early this morning. They were part of the alibi. They needed to be here before the cops showed up at our doors.

My Babe started to rustle and I pulled her to me tighter to me hoping that she wouldn't wake up on one hand and hoping that she would on another. When I buried my head in her curls and nuzzled her she sighed and was headed back to dream land. She had training at zero eight hundred this morning and I wanted her to get as much rest as she could.

I would wake her in time to get ready for herer training. I had planned sniper training out of the building today and work in the shooters alley at the compound but I suspected our cop friends were going to throw a wrench in that plan.

DemonPOV

I can't believe Reggae and I are going to finally be able to meet the bombshell bounty hunter. We have only wanted to meet her for over two years. Ever since we started hearing stories about this beautiful girl that things tend to go boom around especially her and Ranger's cars.

I still remember the story about his boxter blowing up and the garbage truck landing on it I mean who the hell does shit like this happen to? That was a sweet ass car.

We arrived in Newark at the airfield at zero six hundred the flight was fine as it was private jet. It was the only way to fly we didn't have to deal with airport security we just drive to hanger hop on the jet and take off. When we land we just pull out of the hanger and head on our way the best of all worlds.

You only needed to sit beside one screaming child after a long mission or a long take down out of state and know you never wanted to do that again. Not to mention the danger it put us in and the people on the plane when we were returning from missions. We weren't always right in the head directly following a mission.

Screaming children screaming adults or over packed aircraft just isn't good for that situation our bodies and minds are too focused on our survival we don't always make the best decisions when it comes to civilians in that frame of mind. It took days sometimes week to get to the point you could feel safe being around civilians again without fears of hurting them accidentally because they set us off.

We walk out of the hanger and waiting for us are Binkie driving one vehicle with Cal riding along and Zero driving the other vehicle with Slyder. What the fuck is he doing here? Last I heard he was still flying the big boys. I was glad to see him and briefly wondered if he had started working for Rangeman.

Walking up I bump fists with the guys along with Reggae. I hop in the car with Zero and Slyder while Reggae hops in with Binkie and Cal.

"Hey man how long you been in Trenton?" I asked Slyder.

He looks over the seat "haven't been here long just got in town on Saturday evening." He told me. I nodded.

"You on leave or are you out?" I asked him.

"Out man I finally took that retirement. I was hoping Ranger had an opening and could use me." He said. Oh I had no doubt Ranger wouldn't find a place for him the way Rangeman was growing in all the cities I had no doubt there wouldn't be a place for him. Especially add the fact that half of us already know him and trust him it was a no brainer.

"So man have you had a chance to meet the Bombshell Bounty Hunter?" I asked him I didn't want to seem too excited but I was in fact excited to meet her. I heard so many stories as the guys here in Trenton they just went on and on about her when visiting Boston. In the beginning I really wondered if she was real because how could one person be all the things they said she was and still have the things happen to her that they would tell us about. It didn't seem possible.

He looked at me smiling "Yeah man I met her and let me tell you she is infectious." He said smiling almost laughing. What the fuck did that mean infectious? Is she sick with something we could catch? What the fuck I really wanted to meet her. Maybe I could still meet her if I put on gloves and a mask I wondered.

I bet the men of Rangeman Trenton were about to go ballistic if something was going on with their Bombshell. I couldn't help it I had to ask I had to know. "Man is she sick or something?" He started laughing shaking his head. Well at least she wasn't sick but he didn't have to fucking laugh at me, fucker.

"Why are you laughing? You are the one that said she was fucking infectious you stupid fuck." I told him letting him know that I wasn't appreciating his fucking humor.

"Man it is an expression, fuck where the fuck do you hang out at? She is beyond beautiful inside and out and you will find yourself drawn to her. She is something else and you should have seen her last night, Holy shit." He says. I can see he was proud of her.

"What happened last night? I assume that is why Reggae and I were called to come in first thing this morning. Something happen to her?" I asked.

He shook his head "naw man she is fine. She has been having this problem with an x boyfriend of hers. He has been harassing her, man handling her, scaring her. He is a fucking prick but he is a fucking cop. Well Ranger had put up with his shit for long enough and decided to pay him a little visit Rangeman style." He told me and I couldn't help the smile that spread across my face.

I had never met the Bombshell but because of the guys and the stories I have been told for the past two years I felt like I had known her and I didn't like hearing someone was manhandling her or giving her a hard time.

"I hope whoever paid the fucker a visit did a number on his ass that is if the fucker is still breathing. Dead would be even better." I told Slyder.

"Man eight of us paid him a visit and my Incendia was one of them." He told me. His fucking what? What the fuck was an incendia? He must have followed my confusion.

"Demon it's my name for her Incendia it means firefly." He tells me. Okay I sort of like that.

"So tell me what happened" I tell him anxious to hear what happened. She had faced the man causing her problems that is good. It's always good to reclaim what those fuckers try to steal from you. My sister had a son of a bitch that tried to harass her tried to man handle her of course he is somewhere at the bottom of the ocean probably having fed a few sharks along the way. In those cold northern waters it wasn't uncommon for a great white to be swimming just off shore. And since his ass was chum when I threw it in I figured a few sharks had a meal on him.

My sister didn't get the opportunity to face the fucker in her life but that was okay my sister wasn't strong enough she would have caved to his pleadings of forgiveness and the oh I love you and will never hurt you again false promises all of the sons of bitches make. I could feel my anger raising and I needed to get control of it. Now wasn't the time to lose it to anger over the past and over a girl I had yet to meet.

Slyder spoke up breaking me for my thoughts "Well it was Ranger, Tank, Lester, Bobby, Cal, Hector, myself and Incendia." He tells me but continues "She was brilliant" he looks at Zeo and said "I bet you haven't heard this yet as we were late getting back last night."

Zero shook his head that he hadn't heard saying "no I haven't heard yet. I had early shift this morning so I hit the sack early and then we left this morning first thing."

Slyder continued "well we get there and we sneak up on the cop sleeping. How eight men could walk in your bedroom I don't fucking know but we snuck up on him and my Incendia pulled a gun held it to his head and cocked it which did wake him up."

Holy shit she had held a gun to a cops head. "Was it loaded?" I asked him. Thinking maybe the gun wasn't loaded. He nodded. Holy shit she had held a loaded gun to his head.

"Man let me tell you it had one bullet in it. She pulled the fucking trigger too. She pulled the trigger three times with the gun to his head and one time with the gun on his dick and balls. With each trigger pull she sent her message home and his fear escalated. The last thing she said to him was that his apology wasn't accepted and she put the gun to his head and pulled the trigger that was the forth pull. The gun clicked so she didn't kill him but she did make him piss his boxers and bed. Fucking baby that he was, I was just glad he didn't shit himself. She then turned to us and told us it was our turn and for us to make it fucking painful. I tell you man she was a thing of pure beauty."

"Well I hope you all made it painful like she said." I told him. Sometimes they fucking went too light on people. He nodded.

"Yeah man he will be pissing blood for a week. He has several cracked ribs, probably a broken nose although I don't think we did too many face shots I know I busted his lip for him a reminder to keep his fucking mouth shut. But it was my Incendia at the end that surprised us yet again when she had us hold him and she fucking water boarded him with a bottle of Jack." Slyder said.

Holy shit she had water boarded someone no fucking way. "Are you fucking serious she water boarded him?" I asked him. He nodded and added..

"Man I know what the fuck water boarding is. We held him down while she filled his mouth with the whiskey until he was fucking chocking and gagging on it. He was fucking drowning on it she was forcing him to swallow it." Damn. It was looking like the Bombshell was a woman who you didn't want to piss off.

We had brought our audio files from the take down we did last night with us I was curious what Rangeman wanted that for and why he wanted us here but after hearing this I think I am starting to put the pieces together.

MannyPOV

I had cleaned up the scene at that fucking pricks house. I had cleaned up any evidence that any of us had been there. The stupid fucker didn't have an alarm system, or video so I didn't have to worry about any of that. I can't even believe he thought he was safe or my wifey was safe when she had stayed with him with no fucking alarm. I briefly wondered if Ranger knew that but of course he did he knew everything.

I am so glad my wifey is here living here where I no longer have to worry about her. I no longer have to fear getting that call that someone has invaded her home. Hell as it was anyone could walk right through the front door her locks were for shit. She had no idea how many nights I had sat out in her parking lot just keeping watch over her place.

Just making sure that, that night she was safe. I knew I wasn't the only one that had done the same I knew for a fact there were nights Lester, Hector, Ram, and even Cal have spent sitting in her parking lot watching for the bad guys. I know Ranger kept a watch too but I never saw him then again we wouldn't see him unless he wanted to be seen. These were times outside when Ranger ordered us to not that he had to order us to do it we would have done it anyway during those times. These were times when it was on our own time, our own loss of sleep to watch over her and make sure she was safe.

I even watched over her when I knew that fucking cop was there and after hearing how he allowed eight people to walk into his room and remain asleep I knew I was right in keeping watch over her. He would never be able to protect her. If one of our enemies came after her she would be dead before he even woke the fuck up. He would never have been able to do shit to protect her. He was so far out the league he didn't know the fucking league existed.

I may not have been military but I was fucking trained and there is no way in fuck eight people could walk into my bedroom and I not know it. Fuck I would know it before they hit the door and they would be dead before their foot crossed the threshold.

Once I had his place clean I made my way back to Rangeman and I started working on the alibi. It was brilliant. Ranger let me know that as soon as Tank and Stephanie made it back Rangeman yesterday he had the private jet fly up to Boston.

He also told me that Demon and Reggae would be flying back down this morning and they would have audio and video I would need to complete the alibi. So I set about fixing the alibi looking forward to the expected company. It was a little before seven when they came walking into the lab and we started working on the audio and video feeds they brought with them along with ones we had acquired.

CalPOV

I had training with my Angel today. This morning my hour training with her was after Rams and this afternoon I had the first session with her for fighting and self defense. I loved when I had training with my Angel. After watching her last night you could see how her training was allowing her to find her confidence, her strength and I hoped that would always be the case.

She was so strong, she was beautiful and I had never seen her fly as beautifully as she did last night. Reggae had wanted to know about her in the car ride back to the shop. I couldn't help but tell him how proud she made me. How that fucking cop had treated her, how he had attacked her how he had shot me but that she got her revenge.

She made him piss himself as she put the fear of Mrs. Manoso in him although truthfully I think it was more along the lines of fear of Mrs. Ranger in him. I still wasn't thrilled with her pulling the trigger she could have killed him last night and as beautiful as she was taking back her life reclaiming what he stole from her I didn't want his blood on her hands.

When Ranger and she left after we each took our turn sending him our own painful messages although in my opinion he still got off easier than he should have. We should have at least broken a few bones to make him really remember the force of our anger but we didn't. Oh he had a few cracked ribs and a possible broken nose but beyond that, that was it well besides the bruises he would have lots of those.

When they left we jerked his sorry ass out of the bed and quickly drove him to the bar it was closed by the time we got there. We all left him with a little reminder of the lessons we had taught him in his bedroom and then we made sure his lights were out before we left him. We wanted them to find him in the morning.

Before we left though we took the video feed from the bar. We would return it a little later before anyone got there but after Morelli was found. We monitor the police bands so we would know the minute he was found by his brothers in blue.

There was no doubt the fucking prick wasn't going to press charges and try to name us all that is if he fucking knew our names. He was too busy calling us thugs and killers to really bother with the simple thing of a name. But he knew the most important one and that was my Angel. This was all for her.

Regardless let him try naming us it isn't like it will go far. My phone rings and I smile seeing it is Manny. I answer "Yeah".

"Bro we have that video ready. It needs to get back to the bar." He told me and I just smiled.

"Okay man I will take it just have Demon or Reggae meet me in the garage with it, if they aren't busy they can tag along for look out for me" I tell him. I will slip the tape back in and none will be the wiser.

I had just put the tape back and was heading back to Rangeman when I decided that my Angel deserved a special treat this morning. It was time for Demon and Reggae to be introduced to my Angel's favorite food group, the Tasty Pastry more specifically Boston Cream Donuts. I slipped in and bought a dozen. I figured this morning it would be a full table for breakfast.

I was pretty certain every guy from last night would be there along with Demon and Reggae because they were dying to meet her. Not to mention Ram had first training session with her this morning so I was pretty certain he would weasel his way in. Not that she would care she loved Breakfast with her brothers and we loved breakfast with her.

SPOV
Soft strong lips drug me out of my sleep. The feel of his lips on my neck, shoulder, face. The feel of his arms wrapped around me holding me to him. The feel of his strong chest pressed against my back my head leaning back on his strong shoulders resting on his strong arm. No wonder my nights are so peaceful when I am wrapped in Carlos the man, and Ranger the warrior. He was both he was all, and he was all mine.

He really was like two men wrapped in one body. He wasn't bi polar. He wasn't schizophrenic if that is what you are thinking. It's just hard to explain. He was Ranger to his men, to his enemy, to his work but to me here lying in this bed beside me he was Carlos. He was tender, he was loving, he was in some ways soft something that Ranger never was.

"Babe" I hear him call my name.

"Hmmm" I respond wondering how he knew I was even awake because I hadn't moved a muscle or spoken a word I was sure of it. None of that was out loud.

"Babe please don't say I am soft. I am a lot of things but soft isn't one of them." He told me as he nudged me just to proof the point that he was definitely not soft especially one part of him was never soft.

"Oh I am not hard all the time Babe, just when you are around me. I find you impossible to resist." He says as he turns me toward him covering my body with his, his lips finding mine.

Now I could get on board with this kind of wake up call. "Babe" shit out loud again, oh well who the fuck wouldn't want this wake up call. I mean he the man is sex walking.

Carlos freezes on top of me. He doesn't move a muscle. His head pops up. I know something isn't right with him acting like that. "What's wrong Carlos?" I ask him.

"Babe we are about to be invaded." He tells me and I freeze. Invaded, invaded by who how could someone get up here and how did he know someone was here. Had the police shown up was it Joe delivering a little payback. I have to say I am a little worried about that.

He stroked my cheek and chin getting my attention. "Babe, calm down its okay it's just your brothers they have gathered at the door. I would say about ten of them in total. They are currently debating to just come in or to knock first." How the fuck does he know that, how does he know there are ten?

How the hell can he hear that no way he can hear into the hallway from here in the bedroom? I strain trying to hear but I hear nothing. Looking at him I say "well maybe if we ignore them they will go away" already missing my morning sex because I know now it isn't going to happen. Damn sometimes my brothers really could be a pain in the ass.

Carlos rolled off of me on to his back sighing he was missing this just as much as I was. "Babe why don't you hop in the shower I will go met the breakfast moochers at the door." He tells me I can tell he is less excited than I am at the moment.

I roll over on top of him sitting on him "Carlos we can just ignore them. They can't unlock the door. They can't get in unless we let them in." I tell him as I push myself against him. The ghost of a smile that I love so much crosses his lips.

"Babe before I am done with you they will have figured a way to break the door down or worse Ella will show up and let them in she can always unlock the door even when they can't." He said effectively bursting my little bubble of hope that I would get what I wanted the most.

"Okay fine I will hop in the shower but you tell them, that I am more than a little upset with them this morning. They kept me from getting something I wanted." I tell him as I give him a kiss and rolled over off of him and off the bed. Disgruntled as they get I make my way to the bathroom.

I couldn't help look back and see my beautiful Cuban sex god rise out of bed looking like something that came down from Mount Olympus his fine tight ass, his beautiful v that his back made from his wide beautiful shoulders to his narrow trimmed waist to his beautiful hips and strong legs. Just looking at him made my knees weak made my breath catch made my stomach tighten and made my juices flow. Holy shit I was getting out of bed with that fine ass man to go take a shower because my brothers didn't know to fucking wait until I came down there. It's so not fair.

Not that I really cared I did love my brothers and I enjoyed every moment with them only I didn't want them interrupting my Cuban sex god loving time. Somehow I was going to have to draw the line. I mean really is it too much to ask for a girl to get a little morning sex without her brothers showing up derailing her?" Definite cock blockers if there ever was a cock blocker.

I quickly showered, washed and conditioned my hair. Getting out I dried off and ran some moose though my hair. I quickly dried it, well as quickly as this mop of mine dries and then threw it up in a ponytail. I quickly put on a little bit of makeup mainly mascara and lip gloss and made my way in to the closet.

Carlos was putting on his clothes. I smiled as I saw his beautiful ass just before he pulled his cargos in place riding low on his hips. Damn that is one fine man. I love knowing my sex god went commando. I pulled out my clothing for the day it was training day today marksmanship and self defense so I dressed in my cargos but not knowing what we were doing today I packed my bag with my camos just in case we were back in the woods at the compound. I put my tennis shoes and my workout out fit in it just in case if I didn't make it back to the apartment I would have my gear with me.

"So are they all waiting for me? Or did they start without me." I asked him. He smiled.

"Babe they wouldn't start without you. They love eating with you. Besides there are two people who you get to meet from our Boston office with them this morning." He tells me.

Great just when I was ready to give them down the road for interrupting me this morning there are two new guys to meet. "Great well let's get this over with I am starving." I tell him just as my stomach lets out a growl that I am not certain wasn't a lion or tiger hidden in there somewhere. Even I looked just to make sure. Carlos looking at me shaking his head with his eyebrow up, what I can't help it.

We make our way out of the bedroom into the hallway and I can hear their voices and Lester's laughter. Hearing his laughter makes me want to laugh. I remember the day when I would have thought someone laughing in another room was laughing at me but today it just made me smile. I knew Lester would never laugh at me. With me yes, but not at me he was my best friend, he wouldn't do that.

I walk into the room and the room is packed. Lester, Slyder, Tank, Bobby, Cal, Hector, Ram, and Manny were all standing there along with two guys I had yet to meet. Sure as shit there were ten, how the fuck? The two new guys must be the guys from Rangeman Boston.

Before I had a chance to introduce myself to them Lester grabbed me in a hug. "Morning Beautiful" he said as he gave me a kiss on the cheek. I wanted to be mad at him for being a coitus interuptus but how can you stay mad at him when he calls you beautiful first thing in the morning.

"Beautiful I am not sure what coitus interuptus is but you are beautiful all the time." He says and I blush three shades of red I had said that out loud, fuck. At least I hadn't said Cuban sex god interuptus thank you Sheldon.

Lester starts "Beautiful are you thanking Sheldon from Big Bang Theory?" then he put it all together of course he would, fucker. "Interuptus oh I saw that episode, remember we watched it together we were laughing so hard at how …" yep he put it all together. My face turned even redder and he started laughing.

Carlos came to my rescue "Santos mats 0500 every morning for the next week." He tell him and I just smile. Serves his ass right, no one else would have known what I meant had he not had to spell it out for everyone. What a great impression for the new guys from Boston who are now snickering at the whole situation or maybe just Lester earning mat time. I might as well introduce myself as sex fiend at this point.

Now all the guys are laughing and Ranger just says "Babe" with that hint of a smile. Damn I swear I am broken. See what happens when I don't get my morning sex? With that Tank chocks, Lester hits the floor, Slyder is holding his knees trying to catch his breath from laughing, Ram is probably more red than me. Hector is just smiling acting as if he hadn't understood anything I just said but if you looked close enough you could see the laughter in his eyes. The guys from Boston well I don't know what they are doing because I just shut my eyes willing the ground to open and swallow me whole right where I stand.

Hector comes to my rescue by offering me a hug which I gladly accept as he whispers in my ear "Give me the word Angelito I will shut them up." I smile at him. He always knows what to say. Cal was next with the rescue when he stepped forward his face bright from his morning laugh.

"Angel I stopped this morning and picked these up for you. If you need to eat them all and don't let them he pointed to Lester, Slyder, and the new guys have any feel free to do so." I love my brothers. I knew that box that was from Tasty Pastry and I would be willing to bet you inside would be Boston Cream Donuts. I briefly wondered if Boston Cream Donuts came from Boston hmm something to think about later on.

"Cal I love you" I tell him as I hug him and he hugs me back. "Come on guys let's eat I have training in a few minutes and I can't be late Ram wouldn't be very happy with me." I tell them smiling while I give Ram a wink.

Ram speaks up "Bombshell I am just glad you are up. I remember a time not so long ago that getting you up this time of morning took some serious negotiations and downright begging." He was referencing the time he was tasked to bring me to the morning meeting and I didn't want to get up he had to bribe me McDonalds for breakfast that was after he was my pillow for a little while. I just smiled at him.

As we make our way into the dining room I wonder if we are all going to fit but we manage brining in chairs from the kitchen. I am finally able to once again look at the guys from Boston. "Hi, I am Stephanie but you probably already knew that huh?" I tell them. Not sure after that impression I left with them what to say.

They just smiled. One with the dread locks spoke up first "Stephanie my name is Reggae. Well at least that is what the guys call me." He has a beautiful Jamaican accent.

I give him a finger wave saying "Hi" but repressed then man I so desperately wanted to say thinking maybe I would offend him.

The other guy speaks up "They call me Demon, nice to meet you." He says demon why the hell would they call him demon? I look at him and see a cross hanging around his neck so he isn't like a devil worshiper or anything. He shakes his head smiling

"No I am not a devil worshiper." I turn three shades of red once again. I swear some days the filter between the brain and mouth was just nonexistent.

I said the only thing I could think of "good to know." Which was completely stupid thing to say but honestly what else do you say? I want you to worship demons?

"Nice to meet you both, you are the first guys I have met from the Boston office." I tell them.

"We know" they both said. Hmmm I will have to think about that more

I bite into my donut and the world stops for a moment. Everything is perfect as the chocolate and the sugar hit my tongue. If I can't have morning sex with my hot Cuban sex god then this is second best. I moan I can't help it. It taste so damn good and I haven't had a Boston Cream in a while. The cream flows into my mouth from the center and I moan even more.

How can one not love these things they have everything to love? Chocolate coating on the outside, soft fluffy fried dough that is just the right firmness yet soft and sweet that like semi melts on your tongue and did I mentioned fried? Then the crème is yummy sweet creamy goodness. It was an orgasm in a food.

I was in my own world of enjoyment lost in the taste of my donut my little piece of heaven. I never saw all of the looks of pain the adjustments that were going on to make sitting more comfortable. I really didn't care I was completely wrapped up in my delicious goodness to notice.

EddiePOV

I can't believe Carl and I are doing this. We are about to walk into Rangeman and ask to speak to Ranger and Stephanie and proceed to arrest them on charges that Morelli has filed. They had worked him over pretty good if they had done this. I couldn't see them really having a reason for doing this.

I mean Stephanie was living at Rangeman she was dating Ranger everyone knew that and for what everyone knew Morelli hadn't said too much to anyone about it. I had heard the burg gossip about a few altercations between Morelli and Stephanie but besides the time she came in and got the restraining order she hadn't filed any further complaints or said anything to me about problems.

I know I am probably not someone she would come to but I am her friend, I am married to her cousin if she was having a problem with someone on the force I would expect her to come to me and tell me about it.

I hope they realize I come in peace. I mean no harm only doing my job. Hopefully Stephanie being family will keep them from killing me when I cart Ranger, Stephanie and six other Rangeman out of the building. We pull up to the curb. And I look at Carl, "You ready to do this?" I asked him and I could see he was no more ready than me.

But we get out of the car and make our way to the front door. Opening it we go in to the lobby. Looking around there are two men at the front desk area. I had never been in the Rangeman building but everything screamed money. High end everything. From the marble floors shining to the area oriental rugs there was no question they were real to the beautiful Black leather furniture that screamed Italian and the artwork that hung on the wall that screamed museum quality. I had no idea Rangeman did this good.

The front desk was marble and rich wood but I had no idea what type it scream exotic wood. The men behind the desk broke me out of my pondering and probably a little bit of drooling. Who wouldn't want to work in these conditions?

"How may we help you officers?" One of the men asks us. He stands and he is tall I would say six five at least. Holy shit, we are going to die. I briefly wonder if the job or Morelli is worth this. I mean in the history of Rangeman not one cop to my knowledge has ever stepped in the front door of Rangeman or confronted a Rangeman for anything. Hell most wouldn't even pull them over when they were speeding and here were about to arrest their boss and the girl who had their hearts.

I speak up I hope my voice is more confident and self assured than I am truly feeling at the moment. "I need to speak to Ranger and Stephanie." I tell the men.

One of the men picks up the phone dialing a number I only hear one side of the conversation. "Men in blue down here in lobby asking to speak to Ranger and Stephanie" the man says. I note he never said hello, hi or any of greeting and then he just hangs up never saying any form of good bye. No doubt about it we were going to die.

He then looks at us "someone will be down in a few minutes. I was told to show you to a conference room." He stands up and he isn't as tall as the first man already standing but he is no push over he is still much bigger than me and even larger than Carl.

We follow him down a hallway and he opens the conference room door. Once again it is obvious how much money Rangeman has. You can tell this isn't typical office furniture. The conference room has a wooden table a beautiful solid wooden table, black leather high back chairs, has state of the art television and video system and once again the art on the walls look like it was taken out of a museum.

We were there about ten minutes when Ranger and Stephanie came through the door.

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