Caught?

(Iris POV)

The next morning I wake up early and look at the clock, it's 7:30 and Steve is still sound asleep, I decide to surprise and make him breakfast this time. It was strange and heartbreaking to hear him talk like me and lose his faith in people, we both couldn't be me!

While making the breakfast I feel arms wrap around me, I jump. "Sorry," he whispers in my ear.

"Jeez, your like a cat." I inhaled.

"It comes with the job I guess...thank you for last night." He simply said as he softly kisses my shoulder.

"Your welcome." I kiss the side of his face that I could reach. "Are you feeling better?"

"Yes, thank you...but I'm sorry, I feel terrible about last night." I turn my head to look at him confused, "...you were comforting me and I had to take advantage of you," I turn around completely to face him and wrap my arms around his waist.

"You didn't, it's not taking advantage if I am letting you," I reassure him.

"I didn't make you feel like you had to, like you had no choice?"

"Have I ever done anything that I didn't want to do?" I ask him with a raised eyebrow like he was sounding insane for thinking it.

"Well no but last night was different..." he started to explain but I stop him by putting my fingers over his mouth.

"I wanted to be there for you, you have done nothing but be there for me so it was my turn." He seemed to take the hint, he gives my fingers a lite kiss.

"Are you...are you making me breakfast?" He asked looking over my shoulder at the food amused, I totally forgot about the food, I could start to smell it burning.

"Shit!" I try to save it but it's no use. "Great! Here I was trying to surprise you and you have to go and distract me." I annoyingly snarl, he is laughed, "What? What is so funny?" He put his hand over his mouth to not answer and stop from laughing but failing to do so.

"It's just...every time you've tried to cook you burn the food and blame me." He keeps laughing.

"That's not true!" I shove him a little bit.

"Oh really? How about the spaghetti, the pizza or the pork chops, even the popcorn." He quickly lists.

"Okay okay, you've made your point...those times were your fault though!" I annoyingly reply but have a smile on face.

"How?" He asks confused.

"Well, it's hard to concentrate when you look like this!" I glare pointing my finger up and down his body, he continues to laugh.

As I am starting to giggle back and about to kiss him my phone rings, I put up a figure, "hold that thought, just a second." He nods with a grin and I give him a little peck on the cheek before I answer my phone. "Hello?" I answered happily. "Yeah, this is her...are you serious? Yeah, I'll be over soon, thank you." I hang up the phone.

"Who was it?" He asked trying to salvage my burnt breakfast.

"It was the police station...they may have found the 2 guys that attacked me, they want me to do a line up." I'm shaking a little bit, the events of that night come rushing back.

"I'm going with you." He confirmed like I had no choice in the matter, I nod my head.

We walk into the police station and I am trying to stay calm, I don't want to see these guys again but I have to do this. The police officers instantly knew who Steve was and allowed him to go into the observation room with me. We walk in the observation room and 6 men all line up. Steve has his hand on my shoulder giving me comfort, I reach over grabbing and squeezing it tight, "It will be okay." He quietly spoke, I just take a deep breath and nod. "Okay, now take your time and don't worry they can't see you." The officer informs me. I put my hand above my chest and I start to subconsciously touch the scars they left that I can still feel and outline. The officer had informed us earlier that if my attackers were indeed any of the six men my conviction would send them away for years, I don't know how long yet. I look at every person in the line, their faces have been burned into my mind and my nightmares, I will have no problem identifying them.

"4 and 5." I spoke with conviction after I see both of them, "Are you su.." The officer starts to ask, "I said it's number 4 and 5." I repeat with even more conviction, not even letting the office finish his question.

As that night and what they did and tried to do to me keeps flashing in my head I become fueled by anger and while I watch the officers take them away I know I can't just leave it like this, before Steve or the officer can stop me I storm out of the room, I'm on a mission. I find them being lead back to their cells, while going to them I hide my keys in my hand. "Hey dipshit!" I go right up to Tall Guy and punched him as hard as I can using my keys as a weapon.

"Bitch!" He shouts while his cheek fills up with blood, Steve holds me back while the cops hold Tall and Short Guy back too. I push Steve's arms away and exhaled a satisfied breath. "No, you are motherfucker! Now you can look at that every day knowing I gave that to you, knowing your in there because of me...you tried and failed to break me! You can't scare me and take power over me anymore, good luck being someones bitch you piece of shit!" I notice Short Guy laughing, just like that night. I'm able to swing one last time and slap Short Guy as hard as I can. It was so hard in fact I hurt my hand and it echoed throughout the hallway and his face is immediately red. I power through the pain in my hand, "don't think I forgot about you asshole, that night I told you guys to go fuck each other...and now you will." I give an evil grin. The cops pulled them back while Steve pulled me back, this time I let him take me away and we walk away from them. I look back only once to see Tall Guy holding his bloody cheek, I smirk to myself.

The whole car ride back to my place was in silence, I'm kind of worried about how Steve saw me back there and at the same time I don't care, it was something I had to do. We walk into my place and I finally let out a big breath of relief. I don't have to be scared anymore and I'm proud of myself. "I'm sorry you had to see that but I..." I start to say until Steve stops me by putting his hands on my waist and passionately kisses me.

"That was amazing!" He spoke with a big smile. "I'm so proud of you."

"You are?" I asked.

"Yeah, you have no idea how badly I wanted to do that myself...come here." He led me into the kitchen, he lifts me up by my waist sitting me on the counter with ease and goes in the freezer to pull out some frozen peas for my hand, it's still throbbing and very red, I flinched from the cold. He gave me sympathetic look that said, "sorry."

"Thanks for coming with me...you didn't have to go." I spoke after a few minutes.

"Are you kidding? There was no way I was going to let you go all alone." He softly replied, "I was surprised you didn't get in trouble." He mentioned.

"I know me too! I guess they let me have that one."

"Man I was this close to punching that short bastard for laughing and don't get me started on the other guy but you had to go and beat me to it." He sounded kind of annoyed he didn't get a chance to kick their asses, I giggle.

"Hey, your already did kick their ass, it was my turn!" I bring up, he nods in agreement. "Plus the cops let me off the hook for what they did, I wouldn't have wanted them to throw you in there too," I softly chuckle. "...It's such a relief knowing I don't have to be afraid of closing the bar anymore, I was never afraid before..."

"I know...but you do know this doesn't mean I'm going to stop picking you up Thursday nights or stop worrying about you?" He warns me with a smile.

I can't help smile back, "I know."

"You had a very good right hook there...I was thinking...maybe I could show you some moves." He suggested with a little hesitation, worried I wouldn't like it.

"I would love that! I mean, I know a little bit but...yeah." I answered very excitedly and he looks so relieved that I wasn't offended. "Now, I don't want you to take it easy on me, I really want to if something like this ever happens again that I can kick ass." I demand with a pointed finger.

"I never do." He firmly declares with his hands up.

"So...you found it hot huh?" I evilly smirk.

"Uh huh." He sighs with lust in his eyes.

"So...you like it when I'm rough then..." I wiggle my eyebrows.

"You could say that." He sultrily exhaled as he brought his mouth closer to mine.

I pull him by his shirt collar and we kiss passionately, he's rubbing one of my hips while the other is in my hair holding my head. I am tugging at his shirt when he lifts me up off the counter and over his shoulder taking me into the bedroom. I'm laughing as he playfully smacks me in the ass and shuts the door behind us.


They were caught and arrested! I hope you guys were proud of her!