He Looks Like You

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Warning!! Chapter may contain consensual but rough sexual play, sexual submission, oral sex and extreme BDSM, sexual and physical violence, gun use and injury, possible uncomfortable situations, possible trigger warning for some parts, and swearing. Natural disasters and possible death from it.

Please do not read if you are uncomfortable with any of the above.

--- Austin's Point of View ---

I had gotten back to the house as quickly as I could and there was only one after shock, I crouched on the ground and held my son against me while I let it pass.

He fussed but was very brave about the whole thing and I told him so.

I grabbed some things from the garage and got in my Raptor truck, and I grabbed food from both me and Armani and put in a car seat.

There was some damage to my house but that didn't stop me from going into the house to grab my satellite phone knowing what I needed to know was on it.

I put everything in the car and then turned to me son.

"Don't judge me, I only put a tracker on Ashe because I cared." I teased as I put my son in the car seat.

Honestly I knew that I should look for his mother, but honestly I didn't fucking care about her, I wanted to find Ashe - I honestly didn't care if Harper was dead, as awful as that sounded I only cared about Armani, Ashe and Alice.

I turned on the satellite phone and activated the tracker that I had placed in the bottom of our daughters baby bag.

According to this she was in a park, fuck, it wasn't that far away from here.

I got into the truck and started it, I had to get to her.

--- Ashe's Point of View ---

We were in the car as another after shock, much smaller than the first few shook us.

Alice whimpered and looked at me, her eyes just like her fathers, I was at a loss as to what to do, should I go back to Austin's house?

His house was right on the fault line, was he safe? I didn't want to cry at the thought of losing him, I loved him.

My attention was turned to someone driving into the park, I had basically been here alone and my worry and fight or flight emotional response put up.

It took me more than a few moments to realize that it was Austin's truck.

--- Austin's Point of View ---

I had just parked my truck when Ashe came out of the car, leaving the door open I jumped out of my car and we ran to one another.

She jumped into my arms and we hugged.

"I was scared you were dead." She sobbed, burying her head into my shoulder, I shushed her and picked her up , holding her against me and gently rocking her. My aching heart was finally settled as I held her in my arms. She was safe, my daughter was safe - everything was right.

"Are you okay, how did you find us?" She asked when I let her down.

"Yes, we are okay... it was a lucky guess, is Alice in the car?"

She looked over her shoulder.

"Yes... so is my emergency bag and her baby bag..."

Armani started screaming, clearly not liking being alone, I went to the car and opening the back door I pulled him out of his car seat.

I walked over to her, shy at showing her my son for the first time.

The moment we reached her he reached out to her, she took him without hesitation, holding him she smiled down at him.

"Hey handsome...woah, he looks just like you..."

I smiled at her - giving her a moment with my son I moved and instantly went to her car and Alice smiled when she saw me, reaching out when I pulled her out of her car seat.

Alice and I went over to her mom and Armani, she was cradling him to her and she looked at me worried.

"What are we going to do."

"We are going to drive to Nevada and take a plane to Texas, then we can find out what is going on with your friends and family..."

"Harper?"

I shook my head.

"Don't care about her right now..."

She absently kissed my sons head when he fussed, and my heart melted, and I felt tears in my eyes, not very dominant of me but she had just shown me what kind of women she really is - and I felt like I didn't deserve her.

"Come on, we need to get going." I command, forcing my emotions down, we had to get to safely. I had to get them to safety.

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