Taking Meghan: Disciples 5

by Sweet, Izzy

  I reach up and wince when my fingers find the knot on my forehead.

  Gabriel snarls. “Alexei cracked her with a gun.”

  “Yeah, I can tell,” Andrew says. “And I don’t like those bruises around your neck…. You’ll both need a thorough look over.”

  Funny, I didn’t notice any pain until Andrew pointed out the knot to me, but now I’m aware of nearly every little ache in my body.

  I hurt all fucking over.

  “We can do it at the compound,” Lucifer says, coming up to join us. He smiles at me. “Lily has been worried sick about you, Meghan. And I have it on good authority that Evelyn and Abigail have been baking up a storm, preparing for your return.”

  His words floor me, and I can only gape at him.

  People were worried about me? People besides Gabriel?

  “Yeah, Beth will probably want to give you a hug too for taking care of that bastard,” Johnathan says. “If you’re up for it.”

  Looking at the faces of the men surrounding me, it suddenly hits me. Almost every one of them has a wife and kids waiting on them.

  And they put themselves in danger. They risked their lives to save me.

  Choking up, I push out a smile for Johnathan and try not to burst into tears as I tell him, “I think I’m up for it.”

  “Excellent,” Lucifer says and then motions to a dark car. “You can ride with Michael and me.”

  Tucking me back into his side, Gabriel leads me over to the car.

  Voice dropping down to nearly a whisper, he frowns and asks, “You okay?”

  No, I’m not quite okay with everything that just happened. It will take some time to process and deal with it all.

  But looking up at him, at the man I love, at the man who saved me, I know, “I will be.”

  Because despite all the shit that I’ve gone through. Despite everything I’ve lost…

  I’ve gained Gabriel and a family that cares about me.

  And I fucking love them.

  Epilogue

  Gabriel

  Pulling up to Lucifer’s warehouse, I’m ready to start figuring out what the fuck Alexei was doing with his old man.

  We’ve got a lot of questions for the old fucking pile of shit, but we might not get any answers. We have no clue what shape he was in when he went into the coma, he could have fucking Alzheimer’s for all we know.

  Only Simon’s car is out front, so that means the body hasn’t been arrived yet.

  Andrew and a trusted medical friend of the family were charged with waking the old fucker up from his coma and assessing if he’s even worth talking to. That started yesterday, and there were good signs that we’ll be able to get something out of him, but how much is the question.

  Like Lucifer said, he could have a mushy fucking brain and we don’t get shit.

  “Where the fuck is everyone?” I ask Simon as I walk into the backroom of the warehouse.

  Fucking place looks a bit different than normal, filled with all the medical equipment that’s been brought in for this shit show.

  “Lucifer is on his way now. Johnathan and Andrew are bringing the man here. He’s still under a light sedation in case he gets volatile during the transport,” Simon says as he waves his hand toward the medical equipment. “James is off on whatever the hell Lucifer gave him permission for, and Thad is on his way home.”

  “What about Jude?” I ask as I start to remove my phone, wallet, and keys from my pockets.

  Looking up from the laptop he’s typing shit out on, Simon says, “Flying to Ukraine. He’s going to be visiting an old friend of ours to see if he can find out more about Alexei’s father.”

  “Sounds good,” I say as I drop all my shit on a cleared desk.

  When we got home last night, Meghan worried like a mother hen over my shoulder. She was worried that Andrew didn’t really know what he was doing, and it took a lot of explaining to get her to understand that I was fine.

  I had to grit my fucking teeth when he did a quick exam of her body. Thankfully they both agreed that she didn’t need to be inspected like Alexei’s doctor inspected her. With all my heart, I wish I was the fucking one who killed that motherfucker.

  Fucking Armenian bastard.

  I’m surprised how easily we both fell asleep last night, though. No sex, of course. I wasn’t willing to risk hurting her on top of what she’s already been through.

  I did tell her though that she needs to find out which doctors the wives use for themselves and their kids. We need to get shit in order. No reason not to make sure she is completely taken care of.

  Fuck, no sex last night is fucking killing me right now. Even if there’s a chance I might have already knocked her up, I want to pound her ass so fucking hard there’s no way she’s not pregnant.

  Those sexy fucking hips of hers are going to look so good when she’s walking around with my kid inside her. Fuck, there might even be two, given that the chances of a twin having twins is higher than normal.

  “What the hell are you doing?” Simon grits out at me as I pull my gun off my hip.

  “How long till they all get here?” I ask.

  “Twenty minutes,” he says, and then realization flares across his face as he figures out what I’m up to.

  “Twenty should be enough time, right?” I ask as I watch him stand up from the laptop.

  “Yes, just enough.” Simon grins at me with that little twinkle of violence in his eye.

  Yeah, this motherfucker’s been wanting to do this as much as I have.

  “Meghan thinks I knocked her up,” I say with a laugh, and deep down inside I’m pretty damn sure I did.

  I’ve fucked the hell out of her since I’ve met her. Fucked her hard enough and long enough that there’s no doubt in my mind that she isn’t.

  “Is that so?” Simon asks as he removes his suit jacket and then begins to quickly remove his tie.

  “Yeah, she’s got the idea in her head that if she’s knocked up, then that means you’ll be an uncle. She wants to get to know you and your wife,” I say while I yank my shirt up and over my head.

  I wince slightly because of the wound on my shoulder. I keep forgetting I need to be more careful with how I move for now.

  “I’m going to be an uncle?” Simon asks, and for the first time in a long time I see something I didn’t think was still there inside of him.

  He’s got a smile on his face.

  “Sure, just like you’re going to be a father.”

  “That’s not too surprising given our family has a very healthy reproductive ability.” He chuckles. “Although, that also means Coss will be a grandfather.”

  Both of us still at that thought.

  “Will Lucifer give us the go ahead to kill him?” I ask.

  “I don’t honestly know,” Simon responds.

  “It’s easier to beg for forgiveness than ask for permission,” I say without a hint of remorse in my voice.

  “How very true,” Simon says before he continues to remove his dress shirt, followed by his undershirt.

  “It needs to be done before your wife gives birth,” I say while I start to get the blood pumping through my body.

  “Agreed,” Simon says before dropping his shirt onto his suit jacket.

  Following behind me, Simon and I make our way over to a clear area of the warehouse.

  “Same rules as always,” Simon states.

  “Of course.”

  No nut shots, no eye gouges, and no throat jabs.

  Everything else is legal.

  Simon’s not slow about starting it.

  Ducking down to avoid a high arching kick he aims at my temple, I rush in to strike at his chin. As his head snaps to the side, the best feeling I’ve had since fucking Meghan floods through me.

  Both of us pull back from the first flurry, warily eyeing each other.

  “I want to fucking kill the old man for everything he’s ever done to us, but I’ll say this… He did teach us how to fight.” I grin before I ru
sh in again to swing a massive haymaker at his face.

  Ducking quickly under my arm, Simon slams his fist into my ribs and gives me a good taste of the medicine I just gave him.

  Wrapping my arms around his torso, I try to wrangle him in while I slam my foot on the top of his foot.

  Need to slow his ass down so I can hurt him some more. He’s always had speed on me, but I’ve always had brute strength.

  Squeezing my arms tight, I can see the pain I’m causing him from those still cracked ribs. He probably should have waited to fight me… But fuck it. We both need this shit to happen.

  Slamming his head into my nose, I momentarily see stars and drop him back down.

  “Yes, he did do that.” Simon snickers.

  Taking a couple steps back, I reach up and wipe away the blood that drips down from my nose. He didn’t break it, but there’s some busted capillaries up there.

  Fuck, it feels good to be fighting this prick again. It’s been too fucking long since we’ve gone a couple of rounds.

  It’s not exactly like I hate the man who stands across from me. But I can’t love him, either. We’ve been through too much, seen too much to ever be able to come to terms with who and what we’ve become.

  Coss made sure of that, knowingly and willingly. The death of my twin fucked him up too, I guess. Coss got twisted up in a bad mental way, Simon became the germaphobe neat freak, and I became the black sheep. Mom… Well, mom drank herself to death, so fuck her and the gun she used to finally end her suffering.

  Fucking stupid waste.

  Slowly wading into closer range, I snap my fist out twice before I kick hard at the side of his knee.

  Taking the blow to his knee, Simon delivers a quick uppercut to my chin that knocks my head back.

  Pulling away again, I shake my head to clear it.

  The fucker starts limping toward me and I grin at him. “Missed you too, big brother.”

  * * *

  “Well…” Lucifer grins at both Simon and I as we sit on a desk beside each other, addressing our bloodied noses.

  “We had to talk some shit out,” I say as I remove my shirt from the desk and pull it over my head.

  “Yes. Gabriel and I decided to go over the finer points of the conversation we’ll be having with Mr. Rastov when he arrives,” Simon says as he begins to retie his tie. “He should be arriving at any moment.”

  Sliding off the desk, Simon nods his head in my direction.

  Nodding back to him, I know he understands this was only round one.

  “Meghan doing okay with Lily?” I ask Lucifer.

  “Oh, they’re happily house shopping as we speak.” Lucifer grins at me and I know that he knows what kind of a fucking punch in the face that is for me.

  Fuck.

  House shopping…

  Meghan’s going to try to domesticate me.

  Fuck.

  Before I can think of a way to keep it from happening, I hear voices coming from the entrance of the warehouse.

  I stand up from the desk as Andrew pushes a gurney past us and into the opening we’ve created for this special moment.

  Almost as one, we all walk over and surround the bed.

  Lucifer looks down smugly at the drowsy man.

  Andrew pulls a needle from his black medical bag and looks over to Lucifer. “Ready to get this shit started?”

  “Of course.” Lucifer grins.

  Shaking his head with a chuckle, Andrew pushes the needle into the IV that’s connected to the old man’s hand.

  “He should come to pretty quickly. I’m using one of Simon’s wakeup cocktails. Not good for the heart, but it’s not like that matters much,” Andrew says.

  Watching as the old man slowly begins to blink his eyes, we all wait for that moment of lucidness that will let us know if he’s here with us or not.

  The old man’s eyes suddenly widen as he takes in everyone around him. He must realize we sure as shit are not the ones he was expecting.

  Lucifer offers him a sly grin. “It’s so good of you to join us, Andrey. We’ve been waiting a long time to speak with you…”

  The End

  Playlists

  Gabriel’s Playlist

  Available on Spotify - https://spoti.fi/2VAtci5

  Brand New Numb - Motionless In White

  Through Hell - Palisades

  Cry Little Sister - Marilyn Manson

  EXXXIT - 3TEETH

  The Hand That Feeds - Nine Inch Nails

  Time Again - Combichrist

  THE GUILTY PARTY - While She Sleeps

  Doomsday - Architects

  King of Diamonds - Upon A Burning Body

  Soft - Motionless In White

  Meghan’s Playlist

  Available on Spotify - https://spoti.fi/2Hp50uS

  Land of Confusion - Epic Trailer Version - Hidden Citizens

  Sweet Dreams (Are Made of This) - Emily Browning

  Luci - ZAND

  Survivor - 2WEI

  I Take What I Want - Unions

  Jungle - X Ambassadors

  Personal Jesus (feat. Coleen McMahon) - J2

  Slipping - Hidden Citizens

  New Religion - Migrant Motel

  Dissolved Girl - Massive Attack

  Bad Moon Rising (feat. Candace Devine) - Palestra

  Dark Nights - Dorothy

  Stand By Me (VIP Remix) - Ki:Theory

  Roots - In This Moment

  Sean’s Acknowledgements

  First, a huge thank you to the Toledo Police Department for your help with research for this book. LPRs are fascinating!

  I also have to give a huge thank you to Angi Clingan for offering her medical expertise. Anything medically wrong is all my fault!

  ~ Sean

  Izzy’s Acknowledgements

  Miranda, you are my heart and soul. You know it. In another life, we’re totally married and I had your babies.

  I seriously don’t know what I would do without you. You were there with me every step of the way. It’s hard being a ‘tortured writer’, and I feel a little guilty for putting you through it, but kind of not.

  We got this awesome book out of it.

  Nic, thank you so much for your help with this book, and for being the first person to ever read it. Your input, encouragement, and help mean the world to me. I tend to really freak out when we’re getting close to publishing, as you’ve seen, and having you there is a huge relief. Such a huge relief, I think you’ll have to Beta read everything I write from now on!

  ~ Izzy

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