Chapter 23 – Internal Healing

Kira watched in horror as Jackson pressed the taser baton against Roman's chest a second time and let the electrical current flow; until Roman's chair tipped and fell back on the ground with a thump. She watched as Jackson tossed the taser away as he walked over and un-cuffed her arms and legs. She tried fighting him as he pulled her to her feet.

God, her feet were screaming in burning pain. She could barely walk as Jackson was trying to pull her towards the kitchen. She kept trying to struggle against his strength but with burnt and swollen feet it wasn't easy to do. She knew eventually her feet would go numb and she wouldn't feel anything.

Kira screamed out in pain as Jackson got pissed at her resistance and stomped on her left foot before he lifted her over his shoulder with little to no effort.

"You would think with as much as I've missed you baby, you'd be more into our reunion than I am, but apparently not. It's okay I can help that process along right quick." Jackson stated honestly believing she'd missed him.

Kira's eyes went to the alarm keypad on the wall as Jackson swung her around and was swiping shit from the kitchen counter. Her arm reached out as Jackson stepped back just enough and her finger hit the silent alarm to alert the police that there was an intruder. She sighed with relief and hoped they could get there ASAP.

Kira felt sick to her stomach more so with his shoulder jammed into her ribcage and stomach area. She was unceremoniously dropped onto the island in the middle of the kitchen; she groaned as she rubbed her lower back and tailbone. Roman's counters were made of granite and they were not nice to her body.

Kira watched Jackson pulled his shirt from his body as he climbed up on the counter and immediately claimed Kira's lips. She gasped out and his tongue jammed into her mouth. She shrieked out when she felt his hands first palm her bra covered breasts before pinching her nipples through her bra as hard as he could. She'd forgotten he'd ripped her t-shirt off in a fit of rage when she told him about tattooing over his brandings.

Jackson pulled back with a grunt when Kira's teeth tore into his bottom lip and tongue. "It would be a lot easier if you just relaxed baby. It's not going to hurt; well not any more than it usually would. We need to reconnect. I've been without you for so long." His hands forced her legs apart as he pushed one of his knees between her legs as his hands immediately started unbuttoning her jeans and she was trying to slap his hands away from her.

"No-No Stop it Jackson. I don't want to do this. I don't love you anymore. I don't want to be with you anymore." She told him flat out. She wasn't going to sugar coat it anymore. She felt the sting of the slap but didn't see it coming,

"YOU ARE MINE KIRA! YOU WILL ALWAYS BELONG TO ME; ALWAYS! I'M GOING TO TAKE WHAT IS RIGHTFULLY MINE AND YOU'RE GOING TO GIVE IT TO ME BECAUSE YOU LOVE ME." Jackson screamed in her face. "Once I'm inside of you we'll reconnect and you'll love me again." He stated a little calmer.

He sounded desperate.

Kira could feel blood trickling out of her nose and was dazed from the slap he gave her. She was trying to clear the haze out of her brain as her hand slipped below the counter top as she flexed her knees in an attempt to make it harder for Jackson to get her jeans off. "You're nothing but a monster Jackson James. That's all you'll ever be. I'm never going to love you again. I refuse." Now she was just sounding defiant. "I don't care if you do get inside of me, you can have my body but you'll never have my heart, my soul or my mind. They all belong to that man."

Jackson stopped and made a sour face before his scoffed. "You're telling me you'd rather be with that big bastard. That you really love him?" Jackson asked with venom in his voice.

Kira's violet eyes dropped to Roman's unconscious body on the ground before her eyes went back to Jackson. "Yes. I love him. I love him more than I have ever loved anyone. He's healed parts of me I didn't know were broken. It's not too late Jackson; you can stop all of this and turn yourself in. The DEA is going to get you for stealing evidence, killing Mike and Anthony. Don't add anything else to the charges." She was practically begging him not to go any further. But she knew he wouldn't budge because he was stubborn. It always had to be his way.

Jackson chuckled deeply. "You almost had me there for a second. We built a life and a future together in five years. There's no way you could've built anything with that big ape looking mother fucker."

Kira closed her eyes as her finger tips brushed against the end of a butcher knife and it slid away by an inch. Jackson moved her body more to try to get her jeans off but she was still fighting her for them. Kira had never been so happy; as the cool steel of the knife slid right into her hand as she slowly pulled it from the drawer.

Kira started to fight him more and his temper was about to spin off its axel as she brought her hand up and shoved the knife into the side of his neck. She squeaked out in surprise as blood sprayed all over her chest, arms and hands. She must have knicked his jugular vein with all the blood that came pouring out. She watched as Jackson's eyes widened as his hands went to his neck in an attempt to stop the pain or blood loss; Kira took the chance and pushed him off of her and watched as he fell from the counter to the floor gasping for air.

Kira sat and watched as he bled out on the kitchen floor.

The sound of police sirens in the distance never sounded as good as they did at that moment; relief washed over her. She looked down and the whole front of her torso was covered in Jackson's blood and her hands were trembling so bad she couldn't recognize them as being her own hands.

Kira got her labored breathing under control as she carefully hopped down from the counter and stepped around Jackson's body, she grew queasy as she stepped in a pool of the warm blood. There was no other way around it as she moved quickly to Roman's side. She quickly untapped his legs; she saw the rip in the tape that he'd created as she began tugging on it and got it torn up all the way and pulled from around his torso freeing his arms.

She dropped to her knees beside him as she caressed the back of Roman's head. "Roman…" She stated softly. "Roman wake up please." She could feel the tears sliding down her cheeks. Kira leaned down as she buried her face in Roman's t-shirt covered chest finally letting the early morning's events tear through her body.

His senses were finally coming back as his thoughts became his own once again. The pain in both of his pectoral muscles was a burning sensation as he was trying to force his eyes open. He could feel a slight weight on his chest and whimpers and pleading; a female voice begging him to wake up as she kept repeating his name. He finally forced his grey orbs to blink open slowly.

Kira jumped slightly when a hand softly touched the back of her head. Her eyes snapped up and saw the soft grey eyes staring back at her. "Roman…" She whimpered as she cupped his face as she placed at least a thousand feather soft kisses all over his face. "Oh God Roman – I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry you got mixed up in all of this." She couldn't stop apologizing.

Roman groaned as he moved around and pushed himself back from the chair as he sat up and pulled her to sit between his legs. He rubbed her back and kept her in his arms and against his chest as he attempted to calm her down.

"FREEZE!"

Grey eyes looked around at the scene in his drive way. Roman looked around and saw the two bodies covered in yellow plastic tarps lying on the ground behind Jackson's car; Kira had identified them as Anthony and Mike. They'd been pulled from Jackson's trunk.

He looked down as the EMT applied burn cream to the two taser baton burns on his chest. His eyes ventured over to where Kira was standing. She had a Pensacola Florida Police Department zip up hoodie on. The first officer on scene had seen she was only in a bra and jeans and gave her the hoodie out of the back of his car. She still had Jackson's dried blood all over her hands, chest and some of it was in her ash blonde hair. For the most part she looked as though she was holding up better since she'd gotten to cry after everything went down.

Roman was already starting to think ahead and clearly as the sun came up over the horizon. He looked over as his mom and dad pulled into the drive way. Roman looked down as the EMT put gauze over the two burns and tapped them into place as he saw Kira slowly limping her way over to the Ambulance that he was sitting in the back of.

Kira smiled softly as Sika walked up to her and engulfed her into a hug as she watched Patty go to her son to check on him. "I'm okay Papa Bear." She hugged Sika back as he squeezed nearly the breath from her lungs. As she stepped out of his embrace she felt his arm go around her waist as he helped her to the ambulance that Roman was stepping out of. Her feet had already been checked, cleaned, ointment applied and wrapped up.

"Miss. Meyers; I'm looking for Miss. Kira Meyers." A deep voice said.

Kira turned to see an older gentleman approaching with salt and pepper hair. "That's me." She identified herself.

"I'm Commissioner Albert Jones; I'm commissioner of the Seattle, Washington Sheriff's Department." The gentleman introduced himself.

"You were Jackson's boss. Mike told me about you." Kira felt Roman take her hand as she leaned into his side.

"I'm very sorry about all of this. The day the DEA finally put out a warrant for Jackson's arrest for stealing evidence from the evidence locker; is when he disappeared. I couldn't get ahold of Mike to warn you and by the time we pulled into town this morning the Pensacola PD was already calling us and telling us Jackson was dead and had been killed in self-defense. I think you're very brave for taking him on by yourself and if there's anything I can do to for you I want you to give me a call." Commissioner Jones stated seriously as he handed over his card with all his contact numbers.

"I don't need anything. I just want to forget Jackson James ever existed and I want to move on with my new life that I made here." Kira stated as she looked up at Roman who leaned down and brushed his lips against her forehead softly.

It had been five weeks since Kira had gotten Jackson James out of her life forever. Roman was surprised she was able to get back into the swing of things in her life. She'd had nightmares the first couple of nights, but after that she got a handle on the stable side. Roman couldn't stay in their house after everything they'd both been through; more Kira than him. It was a source of bad memories for her. She barely went in the kitchen and when she did she always walked the long way around the island as to not walk over the spot where Jackson had died.

Roman couldn't do it anymore and after 2 weeks put the house on the market and found another house actually a few blocked from his mom and dad. They both needed and deserved a fresh start. Roman watched as Kira laughed with Melissa, Elsa and Sydney in the kitchen as they shared a bottle of wine; sans Melissa – obviously it was water only for the pregnant mother to be. Roman couldn't remember the last time he'd seen Kira smile that big.

Seth chuckled as he looked over and noticed Roman had stopped moving the stack of boxes by the front door. "Hey bro, see something you like?" He asked with another chuckle.

Dean laughed. "Yea, the pretty ash blonde in the kitchen with the killer perfect white smile." He stated obviously.

Phil stopped in his tracks with two boxes in his arms. "Am I the only one working here?" He asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Yup…" Dean chuckled out.

They'd unloaded the entire truck and stacked all the boxes in the living room and foyer and were now just distributing them to the correct rooms in the house. The girls had taken over the kitchen. Elsa and Sydney were making lunch while Melissa was relaxing as per Seth's pregnancy instructions and Kira was unpacking all the kitchen stuff and putting everything in its rightful place.

Roman chuckled. "No Brooks, I was just taking a breather to admire my girlfriends beautiful smile and infectious laughter. Forgive me. One would think after you and Sydney eloped you wouldn't have left your place in Chicago for nothing."

Phil chortled as he walked up stairs. "Yea well we barely left the bed for the first two weeks. But at some point you've got to get regular sleep, food and anything else in between our bunny rabbit styling. I was so sore I thought my dick was going to fall off." He was honest if he was nothing else in life.

Roman, Dean and Seth chuckled as they followed their straight edge friend upstairs with their own boxes; each going in different rooms. All of them met downstairs again for repeat loads.

Three hours later, the boxes were in their respective rooms and the couples had all disembarked to their own lives outside of the Reigns/Meyers house. Roman and Kira had showered and were lying in bed trying to relax a little. They had one day to get some unpacking done before Roman had to go back on the road the day after tomorrow.

"Maybe we don't need to do any unpacking tomorrow." Kira's voice cut through Roman's thoughts.

Roman smirked as he looked down at the girl in his arms. "What did you have on your mind beautiful?"

"I can do the unpacking during the days while you're gone, but I just want to spend tomorrow in your arms. I don't care what we do; I just want you to hold me all day. Does that sound too boring?" She suggested.

Roman smiled. Could this woman be any more perfect to suggest a day of absolutely nothing? "I'm sure we could think of something to do without having to actually unpack anything."

Kira laughed as she moved around and straddled Roman's waist and felt his hands go to her hips immediately as he sat up and pulled her flush against him. "I love you Roman." She bit her bottom lip. "I know it's way too soon to tell you that, but after everything we went through I promised myself if I made it through I would tell you exactly how I felt. I knew if I could tell Jackson I loved you; I could tell you anything."

Roman's hand came up and pushed a lock of her hair out of her eyes. "You told him you loved me?" He questioned in a husky voice. She absolutely amazed him; even as she faced being possibly raped and murdered she still told her attacked she loved someone else. He watched as she nodded before he shook his head negatively. "It's not too soon. I fell in love with you a while ago and was just too chicken shit to say it." He kissed her lips softly. "But I'm saying it now. I love you Kira."

Roman captured her lips as he guided her down to the bed. Tonight they were going to start the internal healing for the both of them.