Dave walked through the front door of his house for the second time that day. Only this time, he wore a smile. He would get to spend a long awaited night with his wife. It felt like forever since the last time he'd gotten to do that. Hoping to find the candles lit and the soft sounds of music in the background, Dave slipped off his jacket and loosened the tie around his neck. He found silence instead. "Sophia?" He called out as his eyes scanned the front room. Nothing. "Sophia?" He called out again as he made way up the staircase. Reaching the door-way to their bedroom, the sight of his wife sitting on the floor crying had Dave rushing to kneel at her side.
Sophia jumped at his touch, but fell into his offered arms when she realized who it was. "Dave." Was the only thing that came out of her mouth as she gripped onto the back of his shirt.
"Sophia. Baby. What happened?" He rocked her back and forth in his arms. "Did something happen to you? Please tell me." Sophia pulled back from him. She just stared at him as her hand pulled something out of her pocket. Dave took the offered white envelope as Sophia watched. Dave tried to open it with ease and calm, but nothing could've prepared anyone for what was hidden inside. The sight of a woman's mutilated body stared back at him through a photo. Son of a bitch. "Was there a note or anything?" Sophia just shook her head. "Where did you find this at?" He asked as he slipped the photo back inside.
"I just went to get the mail like I usually do and it was there resting on top of everything else. I thought it was weird that it didn't have anything written on it, but I honestly didn't think anything of it." Sophia grabbed her husband's hand. "They want to kill me, Dave. What if they find me and kill me? I could be the woman in that photo." Dave gripped her wrist to cut her off.
"Don't ever say anything like that. I will not let anything happen to you, do you understand me?" Sophia looked up at him with pained filled eyes. "I'm here. I will protect you." Sophia just nodded as she fell into his arms again. "Let's get you to bed."
Sophia obeyed the order, but grabbed his hand when he turned to leave. "Don't leave. Please."
Dave gave a gentle smile as he took a seat on the edge of the bed. "I'm not going anywhere." Sophia sat up on her knees to reach up and share a kiss with her husband. Dave let himself enjoy the intimate gesture, but knew not to let himself enjoy it too much for the fact of what condition his wife was currently in. "Let's lay you down." He whispered as his hands rested on her hips.
Sophia just nodded. "Will you hold me?" Nothing else was said as Dave pulled the covers over the two of them. Wrapping his arms around his wife, Dave just watched as she slowly fell asleep.
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A sick smile crossed the male's face. She'd gotten his little present and was probably crying to her cop of a husband right now. How pathetic. But oh the pleasure he got out of it. The little bitch would pay and would pay soon. No one suspected him and that's just how he wanted it. If not a suspect, it just made everything much easier for him. She'd pay dearly. The little bitch would regret even being born after he got done with her. And the thought of what her husband and brother would do, only brought on a wider smile.
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"What?!" Randy sprang out of his chair as Dave informed him of what had happened. "Anything written on it?" Dave replied with a simple 'no' and Randy grimaced. "How's she doing?" He questioned changing himself into the brother act. "She doesn't deserve this." He commented.
Dave stared over at his sleeping wife and sighed. "No, she doesn't. She's sleeping right now. Probably the only peace she has these days." The woman stirred a little, but didn't wake up.
"What are we going to do, Dave?" The concern was there and Randy wasn't trying to hide it. "Maybe we can put her under protective custody until we get closer to finding this jerk."
Dave grunted a little, showing that he wasn't a fan of the suggestion. "She won't go along with it and honestly I'm not a fan of it myself." Sitting up on the edge of the bed, Dave slipped the tie around his neck off and let it fall to the ground. "Maybe I can just work from home."
Randy gave an amused look as he took a seat back in the office chair. "You know that's not possible." He could all but see Dave frowning. "If not protective custody, what about her staying with a friend or family member for a little while?" There was silence, which let Randy know that he could go on with the idea. "Is there anybody that you trust enough to do so?" He questioned.
"Well, there's you. But that's out of the question. Your parents?" A slight pause. "That's a definite no go." He paused again. "Other than you and I, I seriously don't trust anyone." Dave stated truthfully making Randy chuckle a little. "I don't know what the hell to do, but I know that I can't continue leaving her by herself." The male sighed as he rubbed the back of his neck.
Randy let himself think for a little bit. "What about Stacy?" He blurted out. "All she's been doing is planning the wedding. It could take Sophia's mind off of all of this and it'll be a chance for them to be all girly and shit." Dave gave a nervous chuckle. "I'm serious Dave."
"Yeah. I can tell that, but come on Randy these two women previously hated each other, why ruin it?" Randy frowned and Dave flicked an eyebrow at the silent curses. "Plus, that'll just be putting Stacy in danger. If not one woman, they'll have two."
Randy coughed a little. "Let's see then. The only other person that's left is John. Sophia considers him a friend and I'm sure he wouldn't mind protecting your wife."
Dave glared into the darkness at the mention of his name. "There's no way in hell." He practically growled. "We're going to figure something out. If need be, then it'll be with Stacy, because Lord knows I will not let that jerk touch my wife again." Randy flicked an amused eyebrow at the sudden hatred of the recently widowed.
"Did something happen between them or something?" Randy went ahead and asked. There was silence and Randy knew the answer. "Okay. Whatever it was, I don't like him either now. Get to bed brother-in-law. We have a lot work to do in the near future." He ordered hearing the male yawn over the phone. "Goodnight buddy."
Dave flipped the cell shut. There was something about this John fellow that was starting to irk him. He didn't know if it was for the fact of knowing that he'd kissed his wife or if there was something more to it. But he'd find out soon enough. John Cena would just have to become his new best friend. Grabbing his phone and pressing redial, Dave waited for his partner to answer.
"What is it?" Randy asked quickly.
Dave looked over at his wife. "I want you to do a background check on someone for me."
Randy yawned as he grabbed a pen. "Who would that be?"
"John Cena."
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