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Mac and Carrick were currently driving one pissed off Princess to the warehouse. Ideally they would want to be the ones dealing with what is at the warehouse, but they were to scared to denied Ana this. Or anything for that matter.
"Dad can you tell me again what happen, before I got to the club."
"We were at the club celebrating Christian's 54th and Ella's 26th birthday, Like we do every year, after Little Chris and Jay Baby is put to bed at Bellveve. Everything was going great, till about 15 minutes before you showed up. We don't know where the fuckers came from. A fight started, an like any fight your daughter and husband were upfront and center. You know how those two are."
Ana rolled her eyes and mumbled under her breath, but her father and God father heard what she said.
"Like Father, Like Daughter"
That made the older men chuckle softly.
"Baby Girl?"
"Yes Daddy"
Through a shaky breath Mac countinued to speak.
"Are you sure you don't want to wait for the others? Val said after Christian and Ella were patched up they could join us."
" Positive Daddy. If I wait for them, they will want to take over. No matter how banged up they are. We all know this, but not this time. Those fuckers ruin my husband and daughter's birthday and hurt them. An I fuckin want to know why. They will talk, one way or another."
Not that Ana saw it, but their was a grimace look on the older men's faces. The women in their family are a forced to be reckon with. Daniella was the only lady in their family to really let it show, but it was a very, very dangerous thing when they got angry.
Just as they were turning down the street towards the warehouse, Carrick got a call from Bob Adams. He put Bob on speaker, so everyone could hear what he found out about the five guys waiting for them.
" Bob what do you have for us?"
"All right I made some calls after you three left, they are the Puddu boys. Their names are from youngest to oldest, Richie, Tommy, Daniel, Tony and Mark. Age 27 to 35 years of age. My guys could not find out much about them. But they did find some cold cases on their Granddad Xavier. "
"Did you say Xavier, Bob?"
"Yes Mr Grey"
" That name sounds so familiar but I can't place it."
"Thanks Bob"
With that they hung up. An as Carrick drove, he could not stop thinking about that name. How did he know that name.
They pulled straight into the warehouse. Normally Ana would wait for someone to open her door but not today. The five brothers were waiting there, and she could not wait to get to them. Ana got out of the SVU with her heels clicking on the concrete. Her father and grandfather close on her heels. Ana knew she wanted to start with the oldest. He would be the leader. An it should be easy to weed him out. So when she got into the main room of the warehouse and found the brothers tied to chairs, she pulled her gun out. She walked over to the brother that , she was almost certain was one of the youngest. The moment Ana's gun was placed on his temple, the man started to shake. Witch caused Ana to laugh a bit. Then in a very deadly voice Ana spoke.
" So are you gonna tell me why the fuck you entered my husbands club tonight and started that mess I walked in to?"
The Guy, Ana had her gun to his head, was to scared to talk. So Ana cocked the trigger back on her gun. An just like she thought, one of the other brothers spoke up. He was on the opposite end of the younger brother.
"GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM RICHIE YOU BITCH"
Ana turned towards her Father and Godfather and shook her head before they moved from their spot. She could see the angry look in their eyes, that he called her that.
"Well, Well, Well you must be Mark."
"What's it to you bitch?"
"Are you gonna tell me why you and your brothers, entered my husband's club and started everything tonight."
Mark tried spitting at Ana, but she side stepped. Mac and Carrick were very close to stepping in and helping out, but they knew their girl was strong and could handle anything. She turned to the guy siting next to Mark and shot him in the leg. That made Mark get really angry. Witch in turn, put smiles on the men and Ana in the room that were not a Puddu. She turned back and asked again.
"Fuck you, stupid bitch"
This time she moved to the next brother and shot his leg. As this was happening Christian and Danny showed up along with the others. Ana turned and watch them walk in. When she took a good look at her husband and daughter, she rolled her eyes. Christian had stitches over his right eye and his left hand wrapped up. Danny was a mirror image of her father. Stitches over her left eye and her right hand wrapped up. At the moment two things ran through her head. One, Like Father like Daughter. An two, how long would those wraps stay on. Then she returned to the task at hand, as Christian and Danny talked to Mac and Carrick.
" How's Mom doing Grandads?"
"As Brilliant and as Scary as ever."
Both men said with a chuckle. With that Danny and Christian stood to the side with Mac and Carrick and watched Ana work. Mark still would not answer her, so Ana had made it all the way back to Richie.
"DON'T YOU FUCKIN DO IT BITCH"
With out batting an eye, Ana cocked the trigger back on her gun and shot Richie in his right leg. Richie was screaming out in pain, as Ana made her way back to Mark. The whole time Mark was saying the most foul of things at Ana. On her way back over to Mark, she stopped in front of her husband. She kissed his cheek to let him know she was ok. In a whispered voice, Christian spoke.
" Are you ok Princess?"
"Besides being pissed off, I'm perfect Christian."
" You sure are Princess"
That made Ana giggle, as she walked back over to Mark. She grabbed a hand full of his hair and pulled his head back hard. Again Mark tried spitting at her, but this time it fell on his own face. That just pissed him off more.
"So are you going to tell me what I want to know, or are your brothers going to suffer more."
"FUCK OFF BITCH"
"Pity"
Knowing that it was getting late and she did not want to be here all night. She had Austin pull Richie over, so he was sitting face to face with his older brother. She walked back over to her husband.
" Sweetie can I please borrow your knife?"
"Of course anything for you Princess"
Christian reached into his pants pocket and took out his knife. Over the years this knife as become, something sort of a good luck charm. When CJ saw his Uncle pull out the knife, he smiled. After all his Godfather could use any knife and he chooses the one he gave him. Ana walked up behind Richie and pulled his head back by his hair. Then she placed the knife at the base of his throat. Curse after Curse came out of Mark's mouth at Ana. But she could care less what he said. Though the men in her family sure did.
"Why the fuck did you go into my husband's fuckin club and start this fuckin shit?
All the men in the room, but the Puddu boys were in shock. This was not good Ana was cursing. That is never a good thing. When Mark saw that Ana was not playing, he finally answered Ana. So Ana removed the knife from Richie's throat.
"We are taking revenge on Carrick Grey, he destroyed our Grandfather. Because of him we have nothing."
In that moment Carrick remembered just who Xavier Puddu was . But what shocked them, was Mark was staring straight at Christian.
"Why the fuck you staring at Christian?
This time Mark looked Shocked. With a stutter Mark spoke.
" That has to be fuckin Carrick Grey. I have a picture of him in my pocket. Its from years ago, but the fucker just aged. My Granddad gave it to me yesterday"
Ana turned and looked at her future son in-law.
"CJ dear, please search the Son of a bitch. I want to see this picture."
CJ found the picture and handed it to Ana. Sure enough the man in the picture looked like a younger version of Christian. But it was not her husband, it was a young Carrick Grey. Turning the picture away from her, as if to show Mark.
"This dashing young man is my father in-law, not my husband"
To even things up, Ana shot Mark in the leg. Then she walked over to her family.
"Do you remember this guy Carrick?"
" I sure do Ana. He tried attacking Grace just after Christian was born. The fuckin asshole had no clue, I was just going to the car for the stroller. I would have shot his ass on the spot, but I was to busy taking care of my wife and new born son. Someone called the cops, they arrested him. But he had no priors so they released him on bond. An he jumped bond. An the cops never found him. For years we looked for him. But your Mother asked me to stop just after Elliot was born. She said she did not want to live in the past."
Carrick then turned to Christian.
"Before you ask son, your Mom never want anyone else to know. But it looks like the past is coming back and trying to bite us."
They were all shocked. Mac knew of the attack of course. His Princess and Carrick told him everything. But Grace never told Daniella many details. An the details Carrick had told him, he had forgoten over the years. After all that was over 50 years ago.
"So what do you want to do son?"
Christian thought about it for a few minutes. He looked at the watch from his other two birthday triplets. It was almost 11:30 at night. He wanted to get home to his kids and Grandkids, after what happen at the club.
"Val can patch them up for tonight. You can talk to Mom and we can relax with the kids and come back tomorrow night. I'm sure Mom will have no issues watching the kids again. We will tag team tomorrow."
He turn to Ana and spoke directly to her.
"You up for another trip here tomorrow Princess?"
Ana got a wicked gleam in her eyes.
"Of course Christian,, it would be my pleasure."
Christian pulled Ana into his arms and kissed her head.
"You did amazing tonight."
Ana beamed up at him. After all these years her husbands arms were still her most favorite place in the world. Val got to work, just after his Dad stopped talking. Around midnight they all left for Bellevue. Grace was waiting up for her family. Carrick did not have time to give her many details, but she did know something happen at the club. Carrick kissed his Princess and sat on the love seat with her, as the rest made their way to check on their kids.
Ana, Christian, Daniella and CJ made their to they room their kids shared. The triplets Sophia, GW and Nate will be 12 next May. GW and Nate are still trouble makers. It's a rare occasion that a week goes by that Christian does not get a call that they are in trouble at school. After 6 Fridays in a row having to the go the school because the boys were in trouble in the 2nd grade. Ana said no more and told them to call their Dad from now on. The only time Ana goes to the triplets school is for parent teacher conferences with Christian. Sophia on the other hand is the perfect mixture of her mother and father in Christians opinion. 90 percent of the time she is as sweet and innocent as her mother. But when that 10 percent comes out she got from her Daddy, run and hide.
Daniella and CJ made their way to their son's bed first. Little Chris turned 7 today. He is a mini version of his Granddad Christian. With his dirty blonde hair and grey eyes. On more then one occasion, he found pictures of his Granddad Christian when he was younger and thought it was him. Like his Mother he started kick boxing at age four. An just like his father he is a tech genius. At 7 years old he can take a cell phone apart and put it back together.
Then they turned to their baby girl. Just like their son, they decided they wanted to name her after important people in their lives. So they decided on Jacinda Lucia or Jay baby. Jacinda after her Uncle Jason and Lucia after her Granddad Luke. The two men were speechless, when they first met the little bundle of joy that was named after them. She is their sweet Angel as they call her. Now as the 4 year old little girl that slept before them her long blonde hair was covering her face. CJ gently brushed the hair out of his baby girls face. Her eyes opened slightly and he could just see a little bit her beautiful Grey eyes. Jacinda spoke very softly and sleepily.
"Daddy"
CJ kissed his little girls forehead, before he spoke.
"Its ok, go back to sleep my Piccola Principessa."
Jacinda smiled sweetly at her father and closed her eyes. With that the parents made their way back to the living room, to check on Grace. They were not sure what to expect, but it sure was not what they walked into. She was in pure rage mode, pacing the floor as Carrick tried to calm her down. When Christian saw his Mom like that, he did not think. He just walked over and pulled his Mom into his arms. For a fraction of a second she fought him. But her baby boy was able to calm her down. After a few minutes Christian kissed her head and pulled back.
"Are you ok Mom?"
"Yes my baby boy, I'm more upset then anything, that they ruined your birthday and hurt you and Daniella. Its my fault, if I let your Dad find him, when he wanted to years ago"
Christian had a huge smile on his face. Even at 54 years of age, he still loves it when his Mom calls him her Baby boy.
" Mom this is not your fault, not by a long shot."
Grace nodded in agreement. Not that she truly agreed with him.
" Can I come with you tomorrow son. We can ask John to watch the kids"
Christian look at his Mom with all the love in the world. He would do anything for this woman.
" What ever you wish Mom, Ana will be coming also"
With that they all headed to bed, for some much needed sleep.
I hope you like chapter 1 of Like Father, Like Daughter. I have decided that after each chapter my fans will get a glimpse into the next chapter with a few sentences from the next chapter.
Chapter 2 The Next Day
Carrick could not stand back and listen to Daniel Puddu speak like that to his princess anymore. He walked over and punched Daniel so hard, he flew back while tied to the chair. As he spoke you could feel the anger in his voice.
"If you curse at my Princess again, I will have one of these men, tie to the ceiling by your feet and stab you in the throat and watch you bleed to death."