Chapter 24

Johnny picked up Kate from the hospital. He was gonna need back up to break this news to Emma.

"Alright Johnny. What the hell is going on? We're expecting survivors from that boat explosion that just happened. I should not be leaving work" she said as he just kept speeding his way to Ethan's house.

"Ethan was on that boat... we gotta break the news to Emma" he said not looking at the shock and if he wasn't mistaken hurt on her face.

The two couldn't stand each other on the surface but you knew deep down they actually had an okay friendship.

"Jesus... Emma" she said running her fingers through her hair.


They got to the house ringing the doorbell. Knocking on the door and getting no answer.

"Damn it" Johnny mumbled reaching into his pocket to get the spare key. Ethan was forgetful as hell when it came to simple shit. He'd locked himself out of the house on numerous occasions giving Johnny a key so he wouldn't have to wake Emma up at all times of the night.

He opened the door and the two of them rushed in.

"Jack we don't have any definitive answers on that, and with almost no details emerging yet, we still do not know if this was something as silly as a galley or a fuel tank explosion..."

"Emma" Kate said as she turned to them slowly.

She heard Kate but seeing Johnny brought her worst fears to the surface.

"Johnny?" she asked already knowing the answer to the question.

Johnny just nodded his head looking down as a new round of tears fell from her face.

Kate rushed over wrapping her arms around her best friend as she mourned this tragedy.


"Hey Johnny it's Lin. I don't know if Ethan told you but Troy's a cop. Be smart and get out of town for a while" she said leaving a message as she exited the airport.

The second that boat blew up and she knew Ethan was on it Lin high tailed it as fast as she could back to China. She wasn't into as much mess as the boys but her hands weren't clean. She didn't know if Troy would give her a pass and she couldn't take any chances. She took her money and planned on laying low until the smoke cleared.


"This guys barely breathing" one of the EMTS said pushing the stretcher with the badly burnt barely moving body.

"Is it the Alderman?" one of the nurses asked.

"I don't think so. Basic profile doesn't match. There was someone else on board with him. Found this guy washed up on the shore a few hours ago" he answered.

"The second he stabilizes cuff him" Detective Troy Bradshaw ordered as the doctors looked at him like he was crazy. "He's under arrest for the murder of Alderman Hughes" he said before leaving the room.


Two Months Later

"HEY! Is all that fucking necessary!? She still has to live here!"

The police had identified the washed up body as Aidan Santos, leader of the notoriously bloody third street saints. They were raiding his home that he shared with his pregnant wife. Tearing it apart going through everything. Looking for anything they could use to pin the Hughes murder on him.

They were tearing up the couches, the closets, the kitchen was in shambles. She didn't know how much more of this stress Emma would be able to take.

"BE CAREFUL!" Emma yelled rushing over to pick up the fallen wedding photo. They looked so happy. Then her tears came again.

"Come on honey, get up" Kate said helping her up from the floor.

Standing up as best as she could at seven months pregnant. She didn't know how much more of this she could take. Then she felt the sharpest pain imaginable.

"EMMA!" Kate yelled watching her friend grab her stomach.

"I think the baby's coming" Emma said through breaths before another pain hit.

"No, it's too soon" Kate said under her breath. "YOU THERE! CALL AN AMBULANCE!" she yelled out to one of the searching detectives.


Troy was giving a press conference on the aftermath of his investigation.

"Detective Bradshaw, how does it feel being the spearhead to breaking down gang violence in Stillwater " Jane Valderamma asked.

"Let me tell you Jane. It feels great. Knowing it was thanks to my efforts that the streets are cleaned up for all the little kids runnin' around out there. Me and Chief Monroe worked really hard on this investi-"

"DIE YOU RAT SON OF A BITCH!" Johnny Gat yelled taking a few shots that Troy was able to get out of the way of.

Johnny was tackled to the ground and handcuffed quickly.

"LET ME GO YOU FUCKS! TROY YA DEAD! YOU HEAR ME!? DEAD!"

"Get him outta here" Troy said waving Johnny's threat off.


"Ok Em, you're doing fine just breathe. Breathe" Kate said as Emma listened taking deep breaths.

"How many centimeters doc?" Kate asked.

"Oh she's there. On your next contraction I need you to push Emma " the doctor said as she nodded her head feeling the contraction coming.

She gave a strong push squeezing Kate's hand.

"Alright baby's head is almost out " the doctor said feeling around to make sure the cord wasn't around the baby's neck. "Big push Emma" she ordered as Emma gave another big push sliding the baby out. "You wanna cut the cord Katelyn?" the doctor asked as Kate looked at Emma.

Douche bag was supposed to be doing this part. Emma gave her a nod closing her eyes as Kate took the scissors from the doctor.

"Something's wrong" Emma said taking deep breaths.

"Kate, cut it now!" the doctor ordered.

The nurse in her kicked in quick. Snipping the cord at the perfect spot so the doctor could hand the baby over to be checked and cleaned.

"There's another one" the doctor said under her breath but they could hear her.

"WHAT!" they both shouted out before Emma grabbed Kate's arm squeezing again and pushing.

"EMMA DON'T PUSH!" the doctor yelled sticking her hands in to check if the cord was around the baby's neck. "Shit " she grumbled out trying to cut the cord as quickly as possible. "Alright push on your next contraction" she said as Emma gave another push and the baby came sliding out.

The doctor quickly handed the baby off to be checked.

"What are they?" Emma asked as Kate looked over the doctor's shoulders.

"Girls, both of them" she said giving her a smile.

"I want Ethan" she said before closing her eyes from the exhaustion.