Hey guys it's me I'm back. All your reviewes motivated me to write another chapter for thise story,
even though I didn't really itent to continue it…

Willhelm Wigworthy:
I also think this story can develop into detphs the original
story never did and that's what may makes it interresting for you!
Thanks for your review!

kiarainu:
I know ;_;

LoyingYouEverySecond:
I'm really proud that you think this is good, because I had actually some concerns that this may suck balls
Like you I really enjoy ready those mommy-centric type of stories!
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xldoorslx:
Your wish has become reality. Here is the next chapter.
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(I'm going into the suggestion of the Guest-Review below)

Keegan froze in his current position; all he saw was the dead body of a loving mother. She was dead; Mary was gone. All he wanted was that she would wake up and ask him if why he's looking at her like that. Like when they first encountered each other at Elias' and her house. He didn't expect a stunningly beautiful woman like Mary to open the door that day. Keegan remembered how her eyes sparkled in the sun light, when she talked to him. She wasn't rude not at all, she was polite and open minded…

"Hallo." A unfamiliar voice called out behind the door. Surprisingly enough the voice seemed to be of female nature. Keegan didn't expect something like that at the house of his commanding officer, because Elias never told him that he may have a wife.

"I'm here to see Captain Elias Walker; Is he home?" Keegan questioned. The door shook for a short second, than a metal object dropped to the ground. To Keegan it sounded like a key. Followed by that was a wave of cursing. The female mumbled worlds he couldn't assign. Just a second later the door lock clicked and the heavy wooden barrier swung open.

Keegan's jaw dropped mentally, when he realised how beautiful she was. Her face looked like it was crafted by gods, after their likeness. Two large green eyes sparkled in his direction, while cherry blossom lips formed a smile. Soft delicate hands played with curled ebony waves of hair nervously. Keegan swallowed, breaking his stare;

"Oh, you must be Sergeant Russ." she noticed. " Elias' already expected you." Mary shifted sideways, motioning him to come in. Without further reduce she took his coat and placed in in the wardrobe.

"Keegan is fine, miss." The man reassured her. For himself it sounded a lot more awkward, than it actually did to her. Again the corners of her mouth moved upwards.

"Don't call me that; For you it's Mary." The female explained,while they moved up the staircase, which was located just on the opposite of the front door. Shortly before they reached the end of it, Keegan replied;

"Sure, miss…I'm mean Mary." Now he felt the urge to shot himself immediately, because he had now officially embarrassed himself. Keegan wasn't used to talk to women; even more when there that handsome. He felt his head heating up, when he reached the end. But suddenly his foot kicked against something. Just as he was aware of the situation; it already was over. He felt himself stumble forward; only able to control the direction of his fall. He hit the floor hard with his forehead. The only thing on his mind, was the fact that he needed to shoot himself two times now.

"Jesus, are you alright?" Mary wanted to know, helping the klutz up again. He nodded silently in return; he was just too embarrassed to let anymore words slid over his tongue. Mary grinned at the strange expression he seemingly had on his face.

"With boys like you on his team, Elias sure has some work to do." Mary laughed. Through the tone in her voice Keegan knew how she meant it. She for sure was a woman with humour.

She stud up completely and just know Keegan recognised her enormous belly. No doubt she was caring a child. Now Keegan kind of understood, why the captain was so secretive about his family.

"What are you looking at?" the woman asked. The soldier responded by letting his glance drift down to Mary's belly again. He smiled. Mary blushed slightly, while she turned around and knocked at the door behind her;

"Honey, Sergeant Russ is here." Mary moved to door handle down and shoved the door open. Elias, who sat at his desk, raised his gaze from his work to the door, where his wife stood. Behind her he could make out Keegan. It occurred to Elias that he was embarrassed about something.

"No need to come in; I wanted to just take a break." Elias walked around his desk, passing Mary with a smile on his face. "Let's have some coffee and cake downstairs. My wife makes the world's best coffee; you know."

"Thanks…" Keegan thanked, as Mary pored some coffee in his mug. He hooked his hand into the handle and brought it up to his mouth. It smelled strong but still sweet. Even though Keegan wasn't much of a coffee drinker he couldn't resist to try 'the world's best coffee'. He and Elias watched Mary leave for the kitchen. Keegan could observe her from were he was sitting. As a sniper you're used to observe and be patient. You have to wait for the right moment and than just the squeeze of your finger is enough to erase one's life.

"You're asking yourself why I never told you about her, don't you?" Elias caught him starring. In the same moment Keegan's eyes shot a glance at him, while his head moved down. "Well,…It appears that the federation plans to cripple our military by taking out men like you and me." Keegan didn't respond he remained silent and let his captain continued;

"And I'm on their top spot right now. I don't want to imagine what they would do if they find out about Mary." Elias looked through the doorway into the kitchen, where his wife was currently doing the dishes. The sergeant still kept on watching the woman. It must be terrible for one to hide his luck from the whole world. What Keegan still didn't understand, was what his role may be in this whole thing. He still held the warm mug tight in his hand, while he looked down into the dark liquid.

"That's the reason why I called you here." Elias face turned into a slight frown. However not an angry one, rather a serious concerned one. " I want you to protect Mary, until we situation clears up." Keegan sparred at his commanding officer confused. On one hand it completely honoured him to be tasked with this job, however the downside to this was him failing. If something terrible would happen to this woman and her child; He couldn't live on with this guilt.

"It's a honour" Keegan accepted the task, right as Mary moved back into the dinning hall. Keegan looked deeply into her eyes. There still was one more question on his mind he wanted her to ask; but he was interrupted by her crying out in pain. She flinched and clenched her belly. Both men jumped from their seats;

"Looks like our little warrior is taking up some extra training today." She hissed, while Elias offered her to take his seat. She placed her hand on her stomach, feeling her child's kicking. Elias's braced beside her; she took his hand and laid it on her belly, so he could feel it too. Keegan stayed distant and kept watching the heartwarming scene.

"Woah, you're right." Elias marvelled "Hey David, you should be nice to your mother, or she won't feed you anymore." With his words the kicking stopped and Mary and Elias both exchanged a grin. To have a family must be the best thing in the world. Keegan was ready to do everything to protect this woman and child. He understood how important his role was…

"Come on, you can't do this to me damn it." Keegan begged her, shaking her limp body, while keeping the baby boy tight. "I promised to protect you!" Tears streamed down his face, falling down onto her cold and lifeless skin. A single tear appeared to roll down Mary's face too. She was crying with him. They both suffered. His out burst, turned the baby into sobbing. Keegan tried his best to calm the toddler down.

"You should be proud, Logan. She tried everything she could just to be a good mum for you." Keegan told little Logan as he laid him into the arms of his mother. Then he picked up Mary's body and carried her outside the room. Down the hallway was none to be found. But there was a too particular smell in his nose. A smell he knew all too good. It was a odour of pain and loss; painted all across the walls, the floor just everywhere. Those where all innocent people, who were just at the wrong place at the wrong time. Keegan felt like it was his fault; if Merrick and he hadn't been stuck in that traffic jam; they could have maybe saved a lot of lives including Mary's.

He reached the entrance of the hospital; already through the door the emergency lights dunked everything into a deem mix between blue and red. Sirens enchanted all over the place, until the broke into Keegan's ears. He knew this would be the hardest couple of steps he would take in his life. He tackled the door open with his side. Light stunned his sight. The lag of oxygen made it hard for him to breath. Some people had gathered around the entrance, making it hard for the police man to get in control the situation. Mourning faces filled his eyes sight; of those people have lost loved ones in this night.

Someone grabbed Keegan and pulled him behind the next ambulance. The Ghost needed a few seconds to get his awareness back. Next someone ripped Mary from his arms, though Keegan kept on holding Logan tightly. Silent sobs drowned in the deafening background noises.

"Elias,…I" Keegan crouched in front of Elias, who squeezed Mary's body into a tight hug.

"Mary,…please come back…" Elias told her, what felt like a undermined beg. "Why do you do this to me." Grabbing his shoulder Keegan tried to get his attention;

"I did everything I could…I'm sorry." Elias shot a glance at him that told everything; his sadness, anger and loss; all conveyed into one man. That made Elias a dangerous man.

"Keegan, who did this." the father shook his wife's dead body pointedly. The younger Ghost hesitated, shaking violently. Elias has never seen Keegan be that nervous. "WHO!" Elias' scream made Logan burst out in crying; right then the father realised his son was there too. Elias let go of Mary and placed her with her back to the car. He took his son from Keegan and looked down at the small child.

"I'm sorry, Gabriel." Keegan swallowed, because Elias was oblivious to what had happened. He didn't know Rorke was the one to take away his beloved wife.

"Elias I'm gonna tell you who did this, but you have to stay calm, understood?" Elias nodded slightly. " It was Rorke…He had already taken hostage of your son, when I and Merrick bursted into the room. Mary was on the edge of dying. Merrick chased after the bastard. I tried to help Mary; it was to late. She just wanted her son to be called Logan; That was her last wish."

"Rorke?!" Elias was shocked, he had to first assimilate the information he just received. It was too much for him to take; Mary was dead and Rorke killed her. A man who was supposed to be dead, took his wife's life?

"Keegan take care of Logan." Elias told Keegan. Though his tone filled with anger, but Elias knew what he needed to do. "Rorke has to pay." Elias tried to shoulder past Keegan, who stopped him;

"Before you go; Know that Mary died in honour, saving what was important to her. She also wanted me to protect her family. So promise me you come back."

"I promise."

Merrick, who was still chasing the bastard of Rorke, feared that his lungs might explode, because he couldn't run anymore. It seemed wrong to call this painful, when you imagine your friend losing his wife. Merrick had to keep going for Elias. He followed Rorke through and alley way about five streets away from the hospital. It was goddamn dark out there. The only thing Merrick could rely on where his ears. Normally he would say, he has the situation under control, but Rorke wasn't an average criminal. It will take more than that to take him down.

A unbelievable strong punch from the side, forced Merrick to the ground. His vision became a black dark blur. He snapped back into reality when he felt someone, possibly Rorke grab his collar,slamming him to the next wall. The barrel of a gun pierced into the side of his head, he had no chance to free himself.

"Didn't your mummy tell you to not follow unfamiliar men into dark alley ways?" Rorke asked, tightening the grab around Merrick's throat.

"You're not an unfamiliar man." The Ghost replied sulky. Their eyes met. One's glance deadlier than the other's. No matter what somebody wasn't going to leave this place alive.

"Is that so?" Rorke brought the gun in his hand to Merrick's hip. He bend his finger and a loud bang struck upon the city. Merrick gasped out in pain, while Rorke seemingly enjoyed , they way his former friend suffered. " As far as I can remember I'm the one with the gun." The wounded man hissed for air, trying to steady his breathing. The last thing he needed now was to pass out. The pain was nearly impossible to endure. His body reacted by pumping a huge amount of blood to the wound. Adrenalin traveled all over his veins.

"Fuck you!" Merrick barked between his in pain gritted teeth. Rorke grinned, due he knew how painful a gun shot wound was. This though was nothing compared to the things the federation did to him. How the poisonous food burnt him from the inside out. Forcing him to beg that they would release him from his suffering by just shooting him. It would have been so easy for them; just like what he did to Merrick. Soon he released he needed to keep going that he could one day have his revenge on the Ghosts, who called themselves friends. Revenge was the force, which kept him breathing; his heart bumping, or at least what was left of it.

"That wasn't really polite!" Rorke stated, slamming Merrick to ground, who whimpered out in pain. The impact made him feel numb for a short amount of time. Not able to move; his eyes searched for Rorke the best they could. Blood still spread out of his body. His jeans were already soaked in in the warm liquid of life.

Another gunshot fired. The projectile hit the ground inches away from his head. It scared the shit out of Merrick. Rorke was a freaking psychopath, who's laughs sounded like they were surrounding him, holding him in place. Merrick felt like a fly caught in the net of giant spider.

"You're really weak if you think a wound like that hurts!" Rorke's voice pierced into his mind. The psycho stepped with his boot onto Merrick's chest. The Ghost clenched his hans around, like he intended to choke it. Rorke noticed Merrick's blooded hands on his boot.

"I just got them cleaned!" He warned Merrick, while he increased the pressure on Merrick's chest. Cracks of single ribs caused Merrick to cry out in pain. His heart hammered against the inside wall of his chest with every pump it performed. "I want you to beg…"

"He won't beg, Rorke!" A voice yelled, while Merrick felt the pressure leave his chest. His eyes widded, as he watched the figure tackling Rorke aside. He couldn't move closer to get a better view, because his body fought against every move his brain ordered. He laid there powerless to do anything.

"Elias, nice to see you…" Rorke greeted his former friend, who payed close attention to every move he made. The two moved around in circles; not breaking eye contact. " You know, I expected you to come for me. I would be upset too if me wife just had died." That was all it needed to force Elias to attack Rorke. He brought the bastard to the ground. Staying on top of him, Elias punched him in the face, not intending to stop anytime soon.

"Die!" Elias screamed his lungs out. Merrick never knew his captain could be that outraged, since he normally was a calm minded guy. Rorke didn't really mind all the punches he had to take, because the smirk on his face didn't fade one bit. His eyes met Elias's when he reached for his pocket to take out his pistol. Merrick, who had witness the scene, caught Rorke by his act;

"Elias look out!"

Hope you likes it; Let's see what happens in the next chapter. You propably need to wait some time because I'm evil =D

Now, I wanna tell you what I think about the idea of the Guest-Reviewer:My mind is already developing some kind of crazy story, for what could happen after Logan gest kidnapped by Rorke. Maybe if story is sucessfull enough I'll maybe write a story regarding this =3

pixeltrix141 out…