Sooo I'm finding this story easier to update then my other

So sorry to anyone who reads that but as soon as I get time this weekend Imma try and get a chapter up...hopefully

Also sorry for the shortness of this chapter as well

Mark sighed and ran a hand over his face. He was sure that Legacy had his little Evan.

He looked at the men that were seated around the large rectangular table. To his right sat John Cena and his left was empty.

Every time he saw that empty seat he was reminded about the small boy and it worried him.

" I've called this meeting today to establish a plan.", all eyes were on Mark as he spoke, " I've decided that we are no longer going to infiltrate Legacy's hide out. We are simply going to go in and retrieve Evan."

Several nodded their heads and murmured. " Our best men will be going in first. "

He turned to John, " I want you and Mor to assemble a team and get them in there."

Next he turned to Kofi, " And then I want you to. The rest I will take myself. This is going to be a full scale attack on Legacy. Leave no stone un turned in our search."

Everyone nodded at this and began to rise, " And one more thing Gentleman and Lady, If anyone gets in the way….Kill them."

Evan's eyes shot open at the sound of footsteps and arguing. He tried to move but realized he was still held tightly in Randy's grip.

He rolled over and tried to shake the man awake but to no avail.

" I don't give a damn what he's doing Mizanin, I need to speak with my son right now!" Evan winced at the harshness of the voice and shook Randy again

" Randy please wake up." Evan begged. The door flew open seconds later and Evan found himself being flung behind Randy who had jumped up and pulled the gun out of the hidden holster.

Randy's dad stood wide eyed staring at the barrel of the gun. Behind him stood a very pale Mike.

Mark dropped his hat on his desk and sat down with a large sigh.

This was probably one of the hardest decisions he had to make in his entirety of being in charge.

He looked at the grey and white photo that hung from the wall above his desk. It had years since that picture was taken, it was him as a young boy with his mother, brother and father.

His brother had gone missing at about the same age as Evan and they had found him a few weeks later washed up on the shore, Legacy's symbol carved into his chest.

His father had led a full blown attack on them and nearly destroyed half the city in his thirst for revenge.

Since then Legacy and the Phenoms have had major issues. A soft knock sounded at his door and he mumbled a soft, " Come in." , he looked to the picture one more time before he tore it off the wall and placed it in his desk.

Randy had refused to lower the gun and still had it pointed at his father.

Mike had gone and gotten help, and Jack was currently trying to coax the gun out of Randy's hand while Drew softly talked to Randy.

He sighed and lowered the gun turning it out towards Jack who lunged for it ripping it from Randy's hand and passing it to Mike.

" I came here to talk and this is how you greet me?" his father asked fuming.

Randy rolled his eyes and turned towards Evan, who had huddled himself in the corner of the bed.

Randy reached out his hand and Evan lifted his head before cautiously putting his own hand in Randy's.

Randy sighed in relief and pulled the small boy to him and hugged him to his chest, " M' sorry." he mumbled into his hair. Evan just nodded his head and clung tightly to him.

John slowly pushed open the door and walked in. He hated seeing Mark upset, he just had to do something.

Mark looked up at him and smiled, " What can I do for you John?" John sighed and walked over to Mark and sat down next to him and laid his head on his shoulder.

" You miss him don't you?" he asked.

Mark was quiet for a few moments before sighing, " A whole lot more then I thought I would. I know he can handle himself. He's a strong kid but I'm just worried something bad is gonna happen to him."

John nodded his head, " Like Glen?" Mark tensed at the mention of his name and John nodded his head, " Don't worry Mark, nothing bad is gonna happen to that kid. Jay said there's someone looking out for him."

Mark nodded his head and draped an arm around his adoptive son, " Let's hope so."

Evan stared at the wall, the floor, the window, he stared anywhere but at the men that were in the room with him.

He sighed and crossed his legs wincing slightly at the pain in them. " So are we just gonna sit here and be quiet?" asked Mike.

Evan shrugged his shoulders and looked up at Mike. " You don't speak much." Cody commented.

Evan nodded his head and whispered, " I just don't feel the need to."

Jack nodded his head, " You're like Randy. He doesn't speak much but when he does it's usually to Ted."

Ted shrugged his shoulders, " Why speak? Actions speak louder then words."

They all nodded in agreement when the door opened. Randy came in and walked across the room stopping in front of Evan.

He softly grabbed the sides of his face and pulled him into a soft kiss. " I think I might love you." Randy mumbled.

Sooo?

Evan:...this chapter was kinda nice

Randy: Hidden holster? wtf

Me: Fool I watch Law & Order they hide those things pretty good

John: Awh Mark's like a cuddly bear

Jay: Yea until he rips your head off

Ted: I like it

Cody: Me 2

Mike: Must everyone call me Mizanin when angry with me?

Me: Yesh

Mike: Screw that

Me: You love it Mizzles

Mike: I hate you

Me: Noooooo youuuuuu dontttttt

Mike: Shut up

Jack: Bahahahah Mizzles

Me: Awh don't feel bad Swaggy

Jack: Damn you woman

Me: God I missed you muses -huggles them all-