Phoenix's Revenge

12.

Phoenix POV

"TOMMY!" I yell out.

He runs down the hall.

"What? What could you guys possibly want now?"

We're on bed rest. After they rescued us, we went straight to the hospital. Nikolai's hand was put into a cast and I given antibiotics and stitches.

Don't wanna think about it.

So now Tommy's our bitch.

"What's Nikolai's middle name?" I ask. I've been trying to get it out of him for dayyssss.

Tommy bursts out laughing.

"Tell her. I dare you." Nikolai grows.

"Oh yeah? What're you doing to do about it?" He challenges.

"We both know I could beat your ass one handed." Nikolai threatens. There's a pause as Tommy ways his options. A grin spreads across his face.

He turns and walks out of the room.

"Told you he wouldn't spill."

We hear him running back towards us. He dips his head into the room. He sticks his head in.

"It's Bernard."

He sprints out and locks himself in his room. I crack up.

"No fucking way!" I yell, holding my sides. He glares while I laugh.

"I didn't choose it."

I laugh harder.

"Oh cheer up, Bernard."

He reaches over and grabs my face, making me look up at him. His eyes growing with excitement. He leans in and kisses me slowly. He brings my ear to his mouth.

"Have your fun teasing me, because I sure will have my fun teasing you." His voice is deep and lusty.

Oh.

Oh my lord.

Hot.

I bite my lip and look up at him.

He groans. "Don't look at me like that, sweetheart. We still have two days."

I have to heal and he's hesitant. Doesn't know how I'll react and frankly neither do I. Love trauma. My smile falls as I get lost in thought. They messed with him physically, but it was all mind games and...other things with me. They'd tell me what they were doing to do to him and said all I had to do was give up the information and they'd stop.

Sometimes they wouldn't talk at all.

I hated that.

I grab his casted hand and hold it close, willing the bones to mend. Hoping that the shear force of my care will put him back together.

I quickly wipe away a tear that snuck its way down my cheek. He grabs my chin and gently lifts it towards him.

"They'll pay Phoenix. I swear."

The words comfort me like a warm blanket and I sink into the feeling, clinging to it like it's the only thing that'll save me.

We're so fucked up.

He leans down and kisses me.

"You never told me what they did." His voice is low and cautious, but laced with a cold, underlying anger. My eyes snap to his.

"And I never will."

He leans back and pulls me with him.

"You're getting soft, Bernie."

With that, I land on the floor with a thump.

Asshole.

I pick myself up and get back in bed. My phone dings  so I lean over and pick it up.

Funcle Calen: hey, kiddo. Are you okay?

My parents came for a while, but couldn't stay long. Gonzo was on the move and it's imperative that we catch up before he's back in Italy.

Me: Always.

I know. I know. But he's always been there for me and I can't bring myself to tell him the truth.

Funcle Calen: just like your mother. 🙄 say the word and I'll be on a jet out there. Love you.

Me: Thank you, Uncle Calen. Love you too.

I click my phone off. I love that man.

And niko-

Shut. The. Fuck. Up.

I look over at my now sleeping husband. He's not being honest either, something happened there that he's not saying.

I heard the screams. It was the only time he was loud enough to hear. His eyes dart under his eyelids, telling me it's not a peaceful sleep. Poor guy.

You're so mushy now. Gross.

I know.

You need to get your edge back.

Agreed.

Let's go kill some Italians.

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