Chapter 5
Sportacus entered the apartment and found his wife sitting on the couch. She turned and faced him. It was obvious that she had been crying.
"Stephanie, what is going on?" He asked trying to comfort her.
"I don't know. Lately, I've been having mood swings. When I get up in the morning I've been throwing up. What should we do?" Stephanie sounded scared.
"Tomorrow morning we're going to Dr. Feels Good's office. We have to find out." Sportacus said. Stephanie nodded and he helped her to bed.
Henri reported back to the other three men. Their leader, Jean Luc, was sitting at a laptop writing up a progress report for Vincent. The weapons expert, Frodrick, was putting silencers on the Glock 9mm handguns and checking the amount of ammunition. Hans, a hand to hand combat expert, was meditating.
"I have news." Henri said interrupting all of them.
"Good news, I hope." Jean Luc said slightly irritated.
"I followed the target. He surrounds himself with two women and another man. I think if we take one of the women he will fall into our trap." Henri told them.
"How can we tell that he definitely come for either one?" Frodrick asked.
"It won't matter. As a hero, he will try to save whomever we take." Hans answered.
"This is true. I think to cover ourselves we should take both. We may get lucky and one of them will actually belong to Sportacus." Jean Luc cut the others off. "Henri you will follow Sportacus again tomorrow. The rest of us will prepare and on Wednesday, we will strike." The men got busy making their plan.
Sportacus went back out to the living room. He paced back and forth. The entire walk home it had been quite apparent that someone had indeed been following him but he was too worried about Stephanie to think about it. Everything that she had told him seemed to point in only one direction.
It was ten o'clock but he decided to call Dr. Feels Good and talk to him. Walking into the kitchen, the above-average hero picked up the phone and dialed the doctor's number.
"Hello?" A tired voice answered after the sixth ring.
"Dr. Feels Good, its Sportacus. I'm sorry to bother you so late but I need to talk to you."
"Sure, what's going on?" The doctor asked. Sportacus told everything to Dr. Feels Good. He agreed that Stephanie should be brought in the next morning and he'd run some tests.
"Thank you. Again I'm sorry to bother you so late." Sportacus apologized.
"No trouble, I'm glad you told me. I'll see you in the morning. Good night." The doctor said.
"Good night." The hero said. He hung the phone up and sighed heavily. This was doing nothing for his nerves. Quietly, Sportacus headed down the hall. Stripping off his clothes, he pulled on a pair of pajama pants and crawled into bed next to Stephanie.
Almost immediately, she rolled over and nestled her head against his chest. He pulled her close and kissed the top of her head. Stephanie smiled and snuggled closer. Sportacus lie their on his side with his wife in his arms. He didn't sleep a wink all night.
Amanda and Robbie didn't know what was going on. The two had spent the night in the living room talking and enjoying each other's company.
"Before I leave, I have one question." Robbie said.
"I know where this is going." Amanda smiled.
"Will you at least…" he didn't get to finish.
"Yes, Robbie. I'll move in with you." She told him. Robbie kissed her. Amanda pulled him close and kissed him again.
To Be Continued…