The Henchmen's Officer [ M/M]

Prologue - Sasha Dean's Point Of View.

Stepping out of the medical centre, there was totally still a bunch of pain in my spine and they had told me there would be for a while and I wouldn't be able to do a bunch of things for right now. But I was walking and I could feel my legs, they were shocked and worked as hard as they could to preserve as much of my spin as possible.

But again. I was walking, so that was the important part here.

It took me the first week to realise when to take the pain pills or be in a bunch of pain till the pills kicked in. They were big on making sure I knew I had to restrengthen my core and spine if I wanted to even have a chance to return to work.

Alessio had only patched me up, before sending me with the Chief to the medical centre that had been put on notice of my arrival. About three days into my stay, I had someone visit me that I never thought would. My old boss and someone I had once almost called a friend.

He had filled me in on several things such as how he had been a thorn in their side but they had lost him a few months back. He all but thanked me for taking out their problem and doing it silently. He told me the agency would cover all my medical needs and not hesitate to reach out if there was something I needed. He told me they also had no reason to investigate the incident based on what they were told. That meant he just wanted to wipe his hands of the event and be over with it.

He hadn't even left the room fully when I shot him the finger.

The medical centre was the top of the line, they had me up and walking less than twenty-four hours after the surgery and here I was two weeks later being released to go home.

I wouldn't be actually going home though because I wasn't allowed to be left alone, I needed assistance for a while doing all the basic tasks well my spin finished healing as much as it could.

My options were limited to where I was able to stay, but Maddox had reached out to the Chief and made sure he knew that there was a place for me there, with help if I needed it. So that's where I was headed once again. Not that I was mad or even upset by that.

I was worried about being an issue or burden to Alexi and Creed who were back to work full time. The last thing they needed was to be stuck looking after me.

The Chief was waiting for me in his truck. He pulled it around to the front when he saw me. My bag, full of everything they had given me in the centre was the first thing I placed in the truck, on the floor. I had to prepare to get into the truck. I knew it was going to be uncomfortable. Grabbing the handle on the inside and using it to get in.

"You know you were supposed to wait for them to get you a wheelchair and to help you."

"No, thank you. I'd rather walk. No matter how painful."

"Right. Do you need a hand?"

"No, I've got it."

Clenching my teeth I leaned forward in the seat and grabbed the door handle slamming the truck door shut.

"You need to relax and not push yourself, Sasha, Christ you took a bullet to the spine."

"Chief, I feel fine. Honestly, I just want a beer and some pizza. If I have to eat another jelly cup or soup, I'd rather die."

"We just avoided you dying."

"They fed me crap and then tried to get me to do what they wanted."

"That is their job Sasha, you are walking because of them."

I sighed, but he was right and I knew it. He tried to avoid all the bumps and holes in the road on the way back to the complex. The gravel road was terrible, and I had the bite my tongue to keep from swearing out in pain. The Chief kept apologising as he continued to drive.