SINS OF THE DAUGHTER
A/N: I do not own or make any profit off of the Airwolf name or any of the characters involved within. My stories are for entertainment purposes only.
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Chapter 5
"So you're sure Angelica didn't give you any clues about the details of the meet?" Hawke asked Archangel for at least the third time.
"I'm sure, Hawke. Marella was right there with me. All she said is that she would contact you here at the hangar at 1:00 pm tomorrow. Nothing else. I wish I had more for you but I just don't, " the spy said as he adjusted his glasses.
"Well then I guess there's nothing more to do until we hear from her," Hawke said with a frustrated sigh.
"It's part of her plan, you know," Caitlin interjected. "She wants to keep us on edge. She knows you're not a patient man, Hawke. She's just trying to get under your skin."
"Well she's sure gotten under mine!" Dom chimed in. "And I'm not just going to sit around here and wait for something to happen. I'm headed to the Lair. At least we can have The Lady ready when she calls. You coming with me, String?"
"I think you can handle this one, Dom. If you don't mind I think Cait and I will just head back up to the cabin for the night. I need a clear head if I'm going to deal with Angelica Horn. I think we should all get some rest and relax as best we can tonight. We're going to need everything we've got tomorrow."
"Well The Lady and a couple of good slices of pizza is the best relaxation I know. I'll meet you guys back here tomorrow at noon." Dom put on his jacket, fished the well-worn red satin Santini Air ball cap out of his pocket and placed it securely atop his grey curls. As he passed Caitlin, he stopped and gave her a small kiss on the cheek. "Don't worry, honey, we'll get this all figured out and everything's going to be fine."
"I hope so, Dom. I hope so," she said with a faint smile that didn't reach her eyes.
"All right, Marella and I will meet you back here at noon as well," Michael agreed. "Hawke, until then I'll have The Firm working non-stop on trying to find a location on Ms. Horn. If we find anything before then, I'll contact everyone. "
"Thanks, Michael. " Putting his arm around Cait, they started for the door. "C'mon Cait, let's go home."
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Several hours later, Caitlin and Hawke had finished cleaning up the dinner dishes and were sipping on glasses of wine in front of the fireplace at the cabin. A soft orchestral serenade was playing on the stereo and the two had been sitting silently just enjoying the warmth of the fire and each other's presence.
"Hawke?" Caitlin asked quietly as she stared at the jumping flames in the hearth.
"Yeah, baby?"
"Did you really care for her?"
"WHAT?" Hawke asked as he turned to look at Caitlin, his eyes staring at her with surprise.
Refusing to look at String, Caitlin continued with the thought that had been bothering her all evening. "You know, when you first went on the charter with her to Arizona, before you knew who she really was, did you have feelings for her?"
"Caitlin, what are you getting at?" String asked with concern.
"Oh, Hawke, I don't know," Caitlin said as she suddenly took great pains trying to nervously rub a lipstick stain off the edge of her glass. "it's just that I remember the way you kissed her at the compound. The way you looked at her. I know that look, Hawke. There was something there."
Putting down his own glass and then reaching for hers and placing it on the hearth, String took her hands in his. "Caitlin, I was drugged and confused. You know that."
"She's a beautiful woman. I would understand if you were attracted to her."
Sighing heavily because this was definitely a conversation he didn't want to be having, String knew that if nothing else, Cait deserved complete honesty from him. Even so, he made one last effort to sidestep the subject. "Cait, is this really the conversation you want to be having right now?"
With a slight laugh, Cait shook her head. "Want? No. But I need to know, String. Did you love her?"
"Love's a strong word, Cait. I don't use it lightly and I never told her that I loved her. " Hawke knew he was skirting around the truth but he was doing his best not to hurt Cait anymore than he had too. Choosing his words carefully he continued. "Was I attracted to her? Yes. Did I care for her? Maybe, I don't know. All that happened during those few days is still hazy and honestly, I sometimes still have trouble separating the truth from the lies. But I can tell you one thing with absolute certainty…Cait look at me when I tell you this," he said as he tipped her chin up forcing her to make eye contact with him. The tears he saw in her eyes were breaking his heart and he knew he had to make her understand what he was about to say.
"Whatever happened back then, all of it means absolutely nothing to me know. I have no feelings for Angelica Horn other than hatred for what she and her father have done to you, to us. There is only one woman I will ever love again, and she's right here looking at me with the most amazing eyes I've ever seen. Caitlin O'Shannessy, I love you and only you for now and for the rest of my life. Do you believe that?" Wiping a tear from her eye he waited desperately for her response.
"Yes, Hawke, I do believe that. I guess I just needed to hear you say it," Cait said as she threw her arms around him. "I promise I'll never bring it up again. As a matter of fact, can we just forget this whole conversation ever happened?"
"What conversation?" he said as she flashed her one of his rare but brilliant smiles and proceeded to kiss her with enough passion to make sure she could never doubt his love for her again.
An hour later, the couple was laying content and satiated in each other's arms in their bed in the loft, the scent of their recent lovemaking in the air.
"Well as much as I would love to just lay awake counting your freckles all night, " Hawke said as he lightly made a line with his finger from spot to spot along her arm and up along her shoulder, "I think we both need to get some sleep so we're ready for whatever tomorrow throws at us."
"Hmmmm, " Caitlin agreed with a slight nod as she watched Hawke's finger tenderly trail over her chest and back down her other arm. "I guess you're right but counting freckles sounds much more fun."
"No argument there," he responded with a cock of one eyebrow as he sat up on the edge of the bed. "Unfortunately, we'll have to continue that later." Pulling on a pair of jeans, Hawke headed towards the bathroom. "Do you want me to bring you your sleeping pill?"
During her last session with Dr. Gray that morning before heading back to the hangar, Caitlin had been prescribed a sleeping pill to help her get through her nights without nightmares and to make sure she got enough rest. Dr. Gray had written a prescription but had also handed Cait a couple of sample capsules she had in the office telling her to make sure and take those for a couple of nights and if they helped or if she felt she needed more than she could fill the prescription as needed.
"Oh, Hawke, do I have to? I really don't like taking pills."
"I know but Dr. Gray told me to make sure you took at least the samples she gave you. You really do need the rest, Caitlin. "
"Well, okay, but after those samples are gone, I'm not filling that prescription."
"It's a deal," Hawke said as he brought her the pill and watched her take it with the glass of water she hand on the nightstand. "Good girl," he said as he leaned down and kissed her on the top of her head.
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Angelica Horne looked across the dinner table at her companion as she delicately cut a piece of filet mignon on her plate.
"Did Dr. Gray give you any trouble?" she asked.
"No, ma'am. She confirmed that the pills had been given to her patient with strict orders to Mr. Hawke that he made sure she took them. "
"Good. Did you let her know that her services would no longer be needed?" Angelica asked as she picked up her crystal wine glass to take sip of the expensive vintage.
"Yes, Ma'am. Her contract has been terminated. There will be no problems with the good doctor…ever again."
"Thank you, Andrew. By the way, the flowers on the table are particularly beautiful this evening. Did you arrange for those?"
"Yes, Ma'am. Oleanders, your favorite."
TBC….
Just a quick note for those of you who may not know, Oleandars are very poisonous and can be deadly if ingested.