Luke Hobbs was in trouble. Val was going to kill him if he was only so lucky. He was sure she was going to emasculate him or castrate him. Either way, something very personal to him was going to be mounted on the wall like a trophy. His mission was only supposed to last for four days. The case had nearly been closed and all they needed to do was apprehend the target and that was it. Luke was certain it was going to take a couple days, but here he was a week and a half later praying that the plane he was on was able to go faster.
He had looked at his watch for the fifteenth time in the past five minutes and nearly groaned. The flight was taking too long and he was nearly desperate to get back. His team had been teasing him none stop, but he had blocked them out hours ago.
He had finally confessed to them as to why he was so anxious and they ate it up. He had already missed Val's birthday because of a mission and now he was missing their one year anniversary. When Luke had received the dossier on his latest target, Val had exploded in a rage that he had never thought possible of her. She had reminded him several times that he had already missed her birthday because of work and she would be damned if he would miss their anniversary. Luke was glad that Sam was gone at school at the time of her outburst because he was certain that it would have traumatized her.
It had taken Luke nearly a half hour to calm Val down enough to where she would believe his promises that he would be back before their anniversary. He had showed her the entire file to prove to her that the mission wasn't going to last that long and he would be back a couple days before their anniversary, but he supposed that was only if he lived in a perfect world. The bastard had managed to slip through his fingers at the last second and it had taken a couple extra days to get him.
Now it was the day of their anniversary and with each second that ticked by, the more and more Luke Hobbs knew he was going to have to change his name to Lucy. He was going to have to do a lot of sucking up to Val to get back on her good side.
Luke glanced at his watch one more time and sighed. It hadn't even been three minutes since the last time he looked at his watch. He swore that there was no woman other than Val that could make him feel the way he was. He was anxious and wanted nothing more than to perfect means of teleportation so he could grovel at Val's feet until she forgave him. Luke leaned forward and rested his elbows on his knees.
That fucking woman. What the hell had she done to him? The last time that he had felt that kind of anxiety was when Shana had went into labor. He was Luke Hobbs. He was fearless. He was powerful. Bad guys world wide checked under their beds every night for him. He was the mother fucking Samoan Thor! And here he was falling apart at the seams because he was afraid to face his girlfriend all because he couldn't get to his target in a timely fashion. And to make matters worse, there was a sick part of his subconscious that loved every second of it.
Fuck.
"Hey, Hobbs," Hank said in a teasing manner. "What do you want on your tombstone and I'll go ahead and call it in." Luke ignored him as he checked his watch again. His team laughed at him.
"Here lies Luke Hobbs' testicles. Lost, but not forgotten," Ben said holding his hand out as if reading it on the actual tombstone.
"Wouldn't we have to change the name to Lucille or Lucy or something like that?" Jamal asked rubbing his chin.
"You have a point there, Jamal, I think you're right. Would have to change his name. I could see him as a Lucy," Hank said nudging him with his elbow. "Do you think Sam will like the fact that she'll have two moms?"
"Either way, she's going to have to get used to it," Ben said propping his feet up on the bench across from him. Luke finally stood from his place and made his way to the front of the plane leaving his team in a fit of giggles like they were a bunch of school girls. Luke poked his head in between the two pilots.
"How much longer?" he asked.
"Yeah, he doesn't want to be late for his castration!" Jamal called out behind him. The pilots gave Luke curious glances, but didn't ask any questions.
"We're about an hour and a half out," the co-pilot answered slowly. Luke frowned looking at his watch. That would put them touching down around seven in the evening then it would take another hour just to get home with the gift that he had gotten for Val. Luke turned away from the cockpit and made his way back to his spot.
He tried to ignore his team as he checked his watch one more time. Jesus, the plane was moving too slow. He had to get home and he had to get home now.
Luke had followed Hank to his home since his wife, Julia, had agreed to care for Val's present until he had returned. There was no way he could keep it from her if he had asked anyone else to do it. Julia rushed into Hank's arms as soon as he stepped through the door and Luke pushed passed them to go farther into the house. Hank's children ran throughout the house screaming and playing. They seemed to ignore their father who was still loving on their mother just inside the front door. Sure enough, just behind the kids, was Val's gift.
Her gift was two puppies, one was a German Rottweiler the other a Doberman Pinscher. He had found a couple breeders and had decided that was the perfect gift for her. She liked things that she could care for to keep her distracted and a couple of puppies presented the perfect distraction. The Doberman was old enough to have his ears cropped and its tail docked and the rottweiler was old enough to have his tail docked when he had bought them and had called Hank to see if he could keep them until it was time for them to be gifted.
He would never tell her the underlying reason he had bought them for her. Eventually, they would grow to be nearly a hundred pounds each and were perfect guard dogs. If anything they were intimidating by nature. Certain dogs always carried the worst reputations, though they were actually one of the best breeds of dogs. He had thought about getting her a couple Pit Bulls, but with the way the laws were changing on who could and couldn't own one was too sketchy and he would hate for her to get attached to her dogs only to have them taken away because of some bogus law. There was no way he was going to deal with that emotional turmoil.
"Daddy!" Luke heard Hank's little girl scream and he heard her tiny footsteps running towards her father. Hank fell to his knees, his eyes alight with the sheer joy of being called daddy and the little girl ran into his arms. She was very small compared to other girls her age, but that was to be expected with how small Julia was. Julia was only five foot tall and the poor woman was constantly teased by everyone on Luke's team, including Hank, that she needed a booster seat whenever she drove.
He felt Julia's tiny hand on his arm to catch his attention. When he glanced down at her, he couldn't help but grin back at her. She always had a warmth about her that reminded him of his own mother and it was always enough to bring a smile to his face.
"Thank you for bringing him home to me. The puppies have been good, but the kids are going to be upset when you take them," she said as Hank's boys ran by one more time with the puppies right on their heels.
"Well, I guess it's time for Hank to get them a dog," Luke reasoned.
"Yeah!" all three kids cheered at the same time. Hank shook his head with a grin on his face, but didn't tell them yes or no.
Once the puppies were in their carrier, Luke hurried out the front door knowing he was running out of time. The longer he waited, the angerier Val was going to be. The puppies whimpered in the carrier as he hurried through the streets.
Upon reaching his home, he groaned. It appeared that Dom, Letty, Mia, and Brian were at his house. He knew it was going to be interesting. Dom and Brian stood out on the front porch enjoying a beer, but the women were nowhere in sight. Luke knew they were probably inside denouncing everything male. He looked over to the carrier sitting in his passenger seat.
"You two better keep me out of the doghouse," he said reaching for them. He opened the door and got out of his truck. Brian and Dom laughed at some unheard joke.
"Well, well, well, look who finally decided to come home," Brian said as Luke approached the porch.
"I never thought I would see a dead man walking," Dom teased as Luke stepped onto the porch. Brian chuckled and bent to see what was inside the crate.
"I don't think a puppy will get out of trouble with Val," he said standing up straight.
"That's why I got her two puppies," Luke defended staring inside the open door. He could hear the women inside laughing at something, but he wasn't sure what. Dom chuckled as he took a sip of his beer. "How mad is she?" he asked.
"Oh, you know, hell hath no fury," Dom said with a shrug of his shoulder. Luke took a deep breath. He would be able to calm her down, he was sure of it. He just wasn't sure if it was going to be tonight or not. He still had a few hours before the day was over, so hopefully he could suck up to her until she got over it.
He wanted to laugh at himself. Here he was, the best field agent the DSS had to offer and he was afraid of a woman's anger and she was less than half his size. He had taken down some of the most dangerous human beings in history (if the government allowed them to be apart of history) and he was worried he was going to be sleeping on the couch. That fucking woman had made him go soft.
Fuck.
He stepped into the house slowly and found the women in the living room with glasses of wine. They watched Sam as she laid in the floor with Jack playing with him. He would squeal and laugh at the faces she would make. As soon as Val's eyes met his own, her smile disappeared and twisted in such anger that Luke inwardly flinched. All gazes shifted towards him as she stood quickly and left the room.
"Daddy!" Sam yelled as she stood from her spot on the floor. Luke deposited the carrier on the ground and stayed bent as Sam rushed him. She threw her arms around his neck and he stood up straight as she clung to him.
"Hey, baby girl," he murmured holding his daughter against him as his gaze watched Val as she disappeared in the kitchen. His eyes shifted to Mia, who was watching him with an innocent look on her face that he really didn't trust. He inwardly sighed again. Now he was going to be the ass end of every joke once Mia and the others saw what he was going to have to do in order to get back on Val's good side. They were going to be seeing a side of him that he hadn't really shown them before. He was always sure to keep a certain demeanor with them, though sometimes he caught it slipping at certain moments.
"Val's really mad at you," Samantha said as Luke set her back on the ground.
"Yeah, I know," he admitted. Sam bent to see what was in the carrier and gasped. She looked up at Luke as if asking permission to get them out, but he shook his head. No, those puppies weren't for Sam, they were for Val. Those puppies were going to be the key to getting him out of trouble with Val. They were still a surprise and he didn't want Sam ruining it. Luke headed to the kitchen to hunt Val down so he could begin his groveling.
He scoffed to himself. Luke Hobbs groveling. He never thought he would live to see the day that he would grovel. But it was Val and he knew when it came to her that there was nothing he would do in order for her to forgive him.
Fuck. What had his woman done to him?
He found her in the kitchen scrubbing furiously away at the pots and pans he assumed she had used for dinner. He stepped in behind her and placed his hands on her hips.
"Hey," he said in a low voice. She dropped the dish she was scrubbing at and dried her hands on a dishcloth. She moved away from the sink and out of his touch and headed for the back door. Luke huffed and rolled his eyes. He knew it wasn't going to be that simple, but he really prayed that it would.
"Oo, someone's in trouble," Letty said in a teasing tone. Luke glared at her over his shoulder. She and Mia stood there fighting their giggles poorly. She brought her wine glass to her lips to hide the giggle. Luke turned to the back door and followed Val out. She was standing with her back to him as she stared at nothing in the yard.
Luke said her name to let her know that it was him that had stepped out on the back porch, but she ignored him.
Fuck.
He stepped behind her once more, but he made no move to reach for her. He couldn't believe that he was getting ready to say what he was getting ready to say. He swore the only people that could drag these words out of his mouth was his mother, Val, and Samantha.
"I'm sorry," he said without moving. Val clicked her tongue throwing him a look over her shoulder before she tried to walk away from him again. He reached out and gripped the banister to keep her from passing. Without even thinking about it, she turned around and tried to move around him the other way, but he gripped the banister with his other hand leaving her trapped. She sent him one last glare before turning her back on him again.
He took the opportunity to wrap his arms around her and bury his face in her neck. Luckily for him, her hair had been pulled back in a ponytail which left the skin on her neck exposed for his assaults. She tried to shy away from him, but he had a firm grip on her and she wasn't going anywhere.
"Stop it," she finally said. Luke made a negative sound and kept after her neck. He left light kisses all over her skin and was sure to rub his stubble against her skin as well. He felt her start to relax, though she was fighting it as hard as she could. She tried to push his hands away from her so she could escape his grasp, but he wasn't budging.
"Luke, stop it, I'm trying to be mad at you," she said in a lighter tone, but Luke knew it wasn't going to last long. Luke finally loosened his grip enough to Val could wiggle free, but he placed his hands on either side of her so she couldn't escape. She didn't make any type of move to try and walk away from him. Instead, she leaned against the banister and crossed her arms over her chest. She gave him a hard look.
"You lied to me!" she snapped. Luke narrowed his eyes at her.
"I made it though," he defended. Val clicked her tongue at him and rolled her eyes. She huffed as she looked away from him.
"That's not the point, Luke. You told me that you were only going to be four days and ten days later you come rolling in. I tell you what, something has got to give at the DSS. There has got to be some form of communication to let me know that you're alright or whatever because this is ridiculous. I don't know whether or not you're okay or something went wrong. Poor little Sam has been losing sleep just as much as me. But seriously this lack of communication while you're gone is unacceptable and I swear to god if you give me that "it's for my own protection" bullshit, I will kick your ass to next Tuesday."
Val's rant brought a smile to Luke's face. His hands left the banister on either side of her and gripped her waist. He pulled her against him. She made no move to try and get away from him, but the hard look on her face never faltered. He brought his lips close to her, but stopped just before they connected.
"I love you," he said in a low voice then closed the distance between them. Val sucked in a deep breath as she finally relaxed completely. Luke felt her hands run up his chest and rested on his shoulders. He broke the kiss slowly. Val had a shameful grin on her face.
"Are you hurt?" she asked as she moved to lace her fingers behind his neck. Luke shook his head. She paused a moment and bit her lip. "I'm still mad at you." Luke chuckled.
"No, you're not," he said kissing her lips again. Val giggled against his lips as she wrapped her arms around his neck properly. "Now go in there and see what I got you." Val nodded and grabbed Luke's hand so she could lead him back into the house.
"He's alive!" Brian cheered as he threw his arms up in the air when the walked into the living room. Luke smirked as Val dropped his hand and headed to the carrier. She knelt down in front of the carrier and peered inside to see what was in there. She gasped as she opened the little gate and the two puppies came barreling out. The rottweiler puppy went immediately for her face and began licking her face uncontrollably. The doberman pup merely sat on her lap. Val squealed as she loved on her new gifts.
After about an hour or so, Dom and the others took off. Samantha had fallen asleep on the couch while watching a movie and Luke carried her off to bed. The puppies, which Val hadn't quite named yet, slept in Sam's bed with her.
Luke and Val made their way to the bedroom both feeling drained from the day. Luke sat on the edge of the bed massaging his tired muscles as he waited for Val to get done in the bathroom. He heard the bathroom door open and he glanced over his shoulder then did a double take. He felt a grin tug at his lips as his eyes scanned Val's body.
Fuck.
She stood leaned against the doorframe leading into the bathroom with a devilish smirk on her lips. She wore black negligee that left little to nothing to the imagination. She wore a darker black bra and a matching thong under it. It went down to just below her more private areas. God, she had never been so sexy.
That fucking woman.
She pushed herself away from the doorframe and made her way to the bed. Luke took the opportunity to sit on the bed proper and watched her as she climbed on at the end. He watched her as she crawled up to him with an animalistic glint in her eye. Luke felt himself swallow involuntarily as he felt whatever blood that was left in his body travel to his lower half.
Fuck.
She crawled into his lap and wrapped her arms around his neck as his hands traveled up her back. She kissed his lips possessively as she grinded her hips against his slowly. She arched her back into his as his hand slid down the back of her thong and he gripped her rear. She moaned into his mouth then broke the kiss slowly.
"Happy anniversary," she whispered then kissed his lips again. Luke grinned against her lips as his hand that wasn't gripping her rear grabbed her by the back of the neck to pull her lips harder against his.
Author's Note: This chapter was a chapter that I have been thinking about for quite some time. Hope you guys enjoyed it.
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P.S. Just so there is no confusion, Val isn't pregnant. I decided against it guys. Don't hate me too much, but don't worry, there is a reason for everything.
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