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Shockingly it's not mine

"What do you mean babe?" Ranger asked and his voice was deadly calm. I couldn't blame him at all, I would also be mad if I found out that some of my employees attacked Ranger. Not that that would end well for them, Ranger wouldn't need my help there.

I fidgeted with my hands and bit my lip. I mean in the dream they had black cargo pants and t-shirts but I didn't see the logo on them. Still I knew that they were from Rangeman or had stolen the clothes from somewhere.

"I'm sure that they were RangeMen or that they had stolen the clothes from somewhere. " I said to Ranger and saw that his brain was working overtime to get facts in line. I was quiet letting him take control of the situation.

"Okay. We have to tell this to the rest of the core team." He said and took my hand again and led me to the living room. The guys saw Ranger's face and they all got very serious and dropped what they were holding with the exception of Lester who picked up Ric and carried him over to me where I gratefully took him in my arms. It had been a long time since I held him last and this felt right. I felt my pulse drop back to normal rates and I calmed down as we sat down by the dining table. Ranger sat at the head of the table, I was on his left side with Ric, Lester was beside me, Tank was on Ranger's right side and Bobby beside him.

The guys were in security mode. I rocked Ric in my arms and felt him tuck in my hair. I smiled down at him and then focused on the meeting, still rocking him slowly in my arms.

"Stephanie told me just that she was sure that the guys in the house were wearing some RangeMan uniforms. So it's between two bad things, either we have some bad guys in the house or someone has been lazy and they have gotten their hands on his clothes. I hope it's the later one but we cannot rule the first one out. "

The guys looked worried and with one quick nod from Ranger they were all gone, stopping to give me and Ric kisses. I knew that they were so trained that they knew what their task was. I sighed a little and leaned on Rangers shoulder. He put his arm around me and rested his head on the top of my head. We stayed like this for a while but I felt the dread knot in my stomach. I knew what he wanted me to tell him and I didn't like the thought of that. I was in no mood to go through the mental and physical trauma I've been through.

"It's okay if you don't want to tell me Babe, I understand if you want to talk to somebody else but I need you to tell us what when down at that house. We need to know what we're up against."

I sighed and looked down at Ric sleeping in my arms. I knew this would come some day but the queen of denial that I am I was hoping it would be later than sooner. I knew also that Ranger would want me to talk to him but I knew that it would be very hard for him to hear my story.

"Fine. But you have to promise me that you won't get too mad." I whispered and continued to rock Ric in my arms. Ranger kissed me on my head and brought me closer to him; I leaned in and breathed in his scent and warmth.

"I drove to that house and Joe opened the door for me. Then he led me to the back of the house and down to the cellar. As He opened the door I could hear that the merry men had arrived and I was worried about the sound of gun fire and men shouting. Joe pushed me down the stairs, luckily I didn't fall and we walked down to hell. There were men in black clothes all over the cellar, weirdly it wasn't as small as I had imagined. The walls were moist, brick walls and there was so much horrible horrible equipment on the floors and walls and on tables and then my heart sank as I saw Connie on the dirty floor and bloody. She was okay though, they weren't as angry with her as they were with me.

It started with punches and kicks. Then they got out the toys. Branding iron. Baseball bats, metal thingies. But that wasn't the worst, the worst was the words, and the taunting and the horrible things they said to me about you and about Ric and all the other merry men and at that point I was so broken that I wanted to die. But they didn't stop. I still hear in my dreams the sound of multiple zippers being opened. "

Silent tears ran down my face but I didn't break down completely. I knew that Ranger was angry, his fists closed about five minutes ago and I was worried that he might break his knuckles. I rocked the sleeping Ric in my arms and found myself healing. Nothing they did in that house mattered, all that mattered was the two men in this room right now. And the merry men. The threats on their lives and the threat of another attack seemed less possible as I was here in Rangers arms and miles away from the house. I was safe here and I planned on staying here.

"I would love that you stayed here forever." Ranger said to me, making me jump at the sudden noise. I don't know how long we'd been silent, both of us thinking about the horrors and the future.

"Then I'll stay." I said with new found confidence. This was my home, had been for a quite long time already. This was where I could relax and this was where I wanted to raise our son.

"I love you." Ranger said and lifted my chin so that he could kiss me. The kiss started out all sweet, tender and loving but escalated into a passionate kiss full of love and need. I moaned into the kiss and Ranger's hands moved; now holding my neck so that he had full access to my collarbone and neck. Biting softly into my sensitive spot, I had to suppress the urge to throw my hands around him and take him there.

"Oh, Carlos…" I moaned and put one of my hands on his chest.

"Yes Babe…" He answered and returned to his torturous kissing.

"Ric…" I moaned and Ranger lifted his head. Our son was still soundly asleep in my arms and he placed a kiss on his forehead.

"Let's take him to bed so that I can take you to bed." He whispered huskily. I took his hand as he led me to bed with our son.

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