The silence was eerie. The twins knew that this was the calm before the storm. To take on a navy seal, to them, was going to be fun. What the twins father wasn't aware of was that the twins had actually formulated the training regime for the seals. The navy realising they needed to shake things up a bit and change the training in order for them to be the best of the best called in people from the army to help and it so happened that the twins had been sent on a programme for twelve weeks to help so they went willingly.
The training that Henry Mills had received recently was of their doing so the twins felt very minimal threat to them or to their family. They had accomplished a great many things while in the military. The funny thing was though that they already knew of Henry Mills. He had been put in to one of their classes under a different name. The twins knew instantly. The facial features were the same even though he had aged twenty years. They recognised him from the photos on the wall in the memorial hall at CFD. They had also attended his funeral.
Of course though they weren't about to let their father know that but the twins knew that they had to mobilise the BIA again. The hit was coming and they had to work fast to figure out who the targets were. Of course Peter was going to go for the twins but would he make a move now or wait until the quads were born. The news that had been kept under wraps was about to go public.
Patrick fell in to the chair and hung his head in his hands. He was disgusted that he had allowed this to happen. Back then though things were different.
TWENTY YEARS EARLIER AT CFD HQ…
Henry and Patrick were stood to one side watching the younger recruits. How they had managed to make it to instructor status was unbelievable. Although they knew what they were doing they were shocked to think that today was their first time teaching. They were watching the recruits mingling. They seemed to be trying to prove their strength to each other. It was quite refreshing to see that they weren't the only class to have those that were determined to succeed in the CFD. Although male ego and bravado got people killed.
Henry closes down his body language standing with his arms crossed and turns to Patrick "Guess we had better get started and instil some punctuality and fear in to these egotistical recruits."
"Hahaha Henry that is hilarious. You were never punctual and I always had to cover for your scrawny ass when we came up together and as for fear then I'm sure we can manage that."
"Old age and a family teaches you things. You should know that with the twins. How are they by the way?"
"They are good. How are Elise and Peter? Anyway no time to answer that. Lets get started."
"Recruits fall in line and cut all the male bravado and egotistical battles because ego and bravado in our line of work kills people."
"Oh my god they sent some ancient men to teach us? I'm surprised they know what they're talking about or even able to keep up or even hear."
"YOU, WHAT'S YOUR NAME RECRUIT?"
"Me…? Its Tim… Timm… Timmi… Timmins sir."
"TWENTY LAPS ROUND THE YARD NOW AND DON'T STOP UNTIL I SAY YOU CAN."
Timmins goes to run off.
"Where are you going?"
"To do my laps Sir?"
"Aren't you forgetting something son?"
"No Sir?"
"Your gear? You are to do the laps in your full turnout gear. Minus the face mask but carrying it."
"Sir its thirty degrees out here?"
"And? Your point is what?"
Patrick smirks to himself as he knew where Henry was going with this as the same tactic was applied to them when they were in training.
"Well I'm going to probably collapse with dehydration in this heat."
"You're in the wrong job then son because if you pass your basic training you will be going in to two hundred and fifty degree heat with nothing to save your sorry ass but your colleague and your intuition and the experience you've developed from this course so if you don't like it don't show up tomorrow."
The recruits all fall in to the inspection line. Timmins started to get his gear on. There was no way he was going home without passing this training. He was already the laughing stock and he was determined to prove them wrong. The rest of the recruits stand to attention in silence waiting for their orders.
As the day passes without a blur Patrick starts to observe that Henry is very shut down today and not really with it. Patrick hopes and prays he snaps out of it before the twenty-four hour shift they have together later. Little did Patrick know that Ingrid had asked for a divorce. Apparently the life of a firefighters wife was no longer for her and she was taking the kids and moving to New York to further her career as a restaurant owner. It had been a dream of Ingrid's for as long as she could remember and all the racism from Leonard Mills had persuaded her to walk away and leave Henry to have his family all to himself just like they always wanted. No matter what though and despite Ingrid having a brief affair with Wallace Boden, of all people and one of Henry's graduating class, Henry still loved her. And despite all the inward torment of wondering whether he was ever good enough he decided in that moment to make it easy for Ingrid. He started to hatch a plan but he couldn't do it alone. He needed some input from another person. A person who was the only person Henry could rely on to not tell a single soul and carry it to his grave. The one person that he trusted with his life.
Sadly it was going to be a case of live or die. In this case it was going to be a case of die.
PRESENT DAY
The two met in Ed's diner a little way away from the city. The reappearance of the mysterious stranger caused Peter to fall to the floor. He had been having mysterious texts come through on an ad hoc basis since he joined CFD and started working under Boden. Even on the day of his wedding to Jess. More importantly on the day of his divorce he had a text to say that the hit had been made and all he had to do was watch the shit hit the fan and that plans had been made for Peter and the twins to be extracted and fly under the radar. He never once thought that the mysterious stranger would be his dead father.
Back at the hospital Patrick suddenly sat bolt upright when his mobile went off with an unknown sender of an email. "I'M COMING FOR YOU AND THEN YOUR WHOLE FAMILY. AND THE ONE THING YOU SHOULD KNOW IS THAT YOU ARE NEVER GOING TO KNOW WHEN ITS GOING TO HAPPEN. YOU'D BETTER SLEEP WITH ONE EYE OPEN."
Chris and Tom seeing his fathers reaction to the email knew it was the ghost. Although the thing with ghosts is all you have to do is sit and be patient. They always made detrimental mistakes and the one thing Henry had done which was the fundamental flaw was that Henry had made it personal.
The brothers being twins had always had their own way of communicating through expressions and non spoken word. The secret of their anticipation of each others movements in all the army. Two heads to the same blade. Others had described the brothers as the ultimate killing force. They seek out their prey, track them and then ultimately they make their move when their opponents are at their weakest. When the enemy least expects it "BANG" the end is done.
Chris and Tom already knew the warning signs with their father his brow furrowed and he hung his head. With a clatter the phone falls to the floor. Chris eases in to his dads space and gently nudges him "Dad, show me the message."
Patrick picks the phone up with it still on the screen and forces it in to Chris' hand. Tom looks over his brothers shoulder reading the message aloud "I'M COMING FOR YOU AND THEN YOUR WHOLE FAMILY. AND THE ONE THING YOU SHOULD KNOW IS THAT YOU ARE NEVER GOING TO KNOW WHEN ITS GOING TO HAPPEN. YOU'D BETTER SLEEP WITH ONE EYE OPEN."
Tom looks up and at Chris. "Bro a word?"
Chris looks up and nods in agreement.
They leave the room leaving Isaac with Patrick.
Chris and Tom find a secluded part of the corridor and begin to talk in hushed tones when they hear a set of footprints approaching that they knew well. Mallory sees them huddled and tries to be silent but the brothers fail to acknowledge he's there. They smile and raise their eyebrows.
Mallory being the joker tries to sneak up on the brothers. The brothers look at each other.
3…. 2…. 1…
Mallory lurches towards the brothers. As Mallory lurches the brothers break and Mallory falls to the floor. The brothers laugh at the sorry heap on the floor.
"Not fair guys. How do you always do that?"
"Want some help up TT?"
"Screw you tosspots."
"Tom did you hear what he called us?"
"Yes Chris I'm stood next to him. Enough of the childish games we need to mobilise and strategize."
"OOOO where we going? Who we going to kill?"
"Who said you were invited?"
"I'm part of BIA you're not going anywhere without me or I'm going to stand hear and perform my little girls scream that is enough to wake the dead and enough to wake Isaac?"
"For goodness sakes are you sure you're in your thirties? Because right now you're acting like a brat."
"HAHAHAHAHA. Guys I'm getting withdrawal symptoms I need some action"
"Did you not have enough action when you fell on your ass?"
"Hahaha funny bugger aren't you?"
"Guess we had better let him in on it hadn't we bro?"
"Yes bruv but we need to get mobilised. Mallory alert BIA and the SJ we are out."
"Already done bro."
The three men having alerted the two special branches of the US Navy and the Army proceeded to walk towards the truck.
"Jay you need to get back to Isaac now brother we left my dad in charge. My advice don't leave."
"Ok Chris no problem but shouldn't you tell me what's going on?"
"Jay Archibald Halstead what's happened to Isaac?"
"Nothing princess go back to the party."
Naomi stands glaring directly at Jay. Jay rubs his head in frustration at his wife stood at her full height of five foot four and puts the phone on speaker.
"Ok Chris go ahead we are listening."
"Evening little sis."
"Don't bullshit me Christopher tell me what is going on."
"Wowsers, remind me not to get in your bad books when you have had a drink."
"Chris spit it out or next time I see you I will castrate you."
"Ok listen closely. Is there anyone around?"
"No bro go on."
"BIA and the SJ have been mobilised. You need to get back to the hospital and watch over my nephew."
"Oh no for gods sakes not another hit on Isaac."
"Not directly. This is starting with Jess and Alexander and Eliza."
"YOU FUCKING WHAT?"
"Oh shit. Welcome to the conversation Jess. And Maverick I am assuming you are there as well?"
"Yes the whole gang back together."
"Ok alert is out BIA and SJ in motion. Hits have been ordered on the twins."
"From who?"
"Henry Mills."
The group gasps and no one knows what to say. They all stand in the street looking between each other. Naomi sees Jess about to combust and pulls her in to a hug. Maverick looks at Jay.
"It's time."
"Baby you need to tell the twins now."
"Really?"
"Jess save it we already know that Alexander and Eliza are Maverick's. We also know that the quads are Mav's. We also know that you both rekindled your affair the day you got back to Chicago Mav so don't even try to deny it. Anyway the concern right now is Henry fucking Mills ordering a hit on my niece and nephew when they aren't even his."
Family was a backbone of the BIA and the SJ and that was never going to change not as long as the twins owned them both. The BIA and SJ were formed from family loyalty. Little did the BIA know that this would need extra hands and the SJ were just one way they could get that.
"Where we meeting Twinnies 1 and 2?" Jess asks in a sing song voice.
"HELL NO YOU ARE NOT GOING ANYWHERE YOU ARE GOING TO LOOK AFTER OUR BABIES. ALL SIX OF THEM!"
The twins mute their phone and let out the laughs they were holding at Maverick actually growing a backbone with Jess. They were loving listening to Maverick and Jess bickering down the phone and Naomi and Jay fighting back giggles.
TTTHHHHHWWWAAAACCCCCKKKKKK
"Princess come back. Naomi help me out here."
"Ok Mav I will help you out."
TTTHHHHHWWWAAAACCCCCKKKKKK
"Fuck me that hurt. Why did you do that?"
"Because you're an insensitive prick to my sister and this is for good measure."
Naomi having switched the call to video and the twins closely watching sees Naomi take Maverick to the floor with one knee to the genital area. Jay stands back hands in air as if to say I am not getting involved. Naomi sees the wise choice Jay made, kisses him on the cheek and runs in to Molly's after her distraught sister. As soon as Jay hears the door firmly shut he cracks up laughing literally while Maverick is still in shock on the floor.
"Those Severide women are kick ass bitches. Remind me never to fuck them off after today."
The twins through bleary eyes from crying with laughter tell Jay and Maverick to be at the BIA command centre in the next fifteen minutes.
As the BIA arrive on time and with a heightened sensation of being followed they enter the premises.
Chris and Tom already seated at their desks opposite each other wait and as they wait Jay begins to feel uncomfortable.
"Are we waiting for someone as we are already here."
On cue the door opens and Chris stands to greet the new members of the team. Timmins walks in.
"At last I thought this day was never going to come."
"Its good to see you Jet. Its been a long time."
"Anything for you guys. You knew I'd be here like a shot."
"This is Jet. He's part of BIA called SJ. He has been undercover since twenty years ago when he turned up to training for the CFD under a man named Henry Mills and our father. Yes you may be trying to work out the logistics of how we could have gotten him to infiltrate but back then Jet was in the US Army. A fellow comrade who had gone undercover with us in the SEALS. He has information he needs to pass on to us then he needs to get back to his role. We will talk about SS later. That's a need to know operation. However there will be time for explanation later but right now we need the information Jet has to confirm our strike and take out Mills and his father before another part of our family gets hit."
"Agreed lets get it done."
"Jet, over to you, share with us everything you know about this guy."
BACK AT MOLLYS
"Naomi we have to get in on the action."
"Jess you know we cant do that. Mav and Jay would lose their shit especially the BIA."
"You heard what they said they've ordered a hit on the twins."
"WHAT THE FUCK?" Kelly shouts at his two sisters who were in heated discussion.
"Erm don't worry bro its being handled."
"Yeah by incompetent sons of bitches."
"I'm going to stop you right there. That's my husband you're talking about right there and so far he's never let you down he's always had your back even in Afghanistan."
"Yeah yeah I guess."
"Well have faith in them. They will sort it out."
"Where are my babies too?"
"I'll go get them sis. What's happened?"
"Kelly the son of a bitch I have just divorced has ordered a hit on the twins because he thinks they are his. Well he has no right to them."
"Why not sis?"
"They're not his they're Maverick's. I knew about Peter's affair and have been having an affair with Maverick since he set foot back on American soil. Peter and I haven't had sex in over twenty-two months. Figure it out bro."
"FFFFUUUUCCCCCKKKKKK YYYYEEEESSSSSS! Well done sis. You are now my favourite little sis. Naomi elbows Kelly to remind him that she's still there and listening.
Everyone in Molly's went silent and stood gawping at Kelly.
"The twins and quads are not Peter Mills" clarifies Kelly and as everyone is about to celebrate the renowned Peter walks through the door with Henry Mills in tow.
Everyone turns and stands open mouthed to the ghost who has just walked in.
"Well this is a nice surprise to see everyone gathering to welcome me back to the fold….
Peter turns to Jess and smirks.
"For those of you who don't know this is my father Henry Mills."
