Viper 1-1, on standby.

15: Family matters

John POV:

I drive thorough the small strip of land over to the secondary house. My head hurts from being awake for fuckin... Feels like 30 hours. I walk towards the front door and unlock it. I open the door and one light is on, the main bedroom light. I walk upstairs.

"Phoebe?! Allen?!" I walk into the main bedroom and see no one. There's a note lying on the bed. I read it out loud.

'IF YOU WANT THEM BACK, COME TO THIS LOCATION WITHIN 24 HOURS WITH 10,000' Under the text, it has an IP address, linked to a duke's steakhouse

Mother- Oh fuck me...

I call Charlie and we make a plan on the phone.

smol time-skip

I walk to the meeting place, with my helmet on so I can have slight bulletproof... ness? Is that a word? Charlie is sitting in the parking lot eating a mcdonalds burger, tired as fuck like me. I sort of feel like a cock making him drive all the way here, but hey, you've gotta do what you've gotta do. Someone walks around in a grey jacket, making me feel paranoia from White Masks. Thank god, he's not who i'm meeting up with. Someone slides into the seat in front of me. He's wearing a black shirt and green camo jacket with a backpack. He slouches in his chair.

???: "Hi, uh..." He rummages for some papers in his backpack.

???: "Are you... John Bryne?" He puts a paper next to my face.

"Yes."

???: "Face matches... Also, could you order some food? We- I'VE, been waiting here for hours." I order some food and the dumbass stuffs it all in his face.

"Where are they?" I say, getting slightly impatient.

???: "Who?"

"My children."

???: "Correction, adopted children." He says with a smug smile on his face

"Adopted or not, they still matter to me." I get louder and more pissed off at the second.

"Bring me to them."

???: "Hang on, let me finish."

"Fine."

???: "Alright, you pay the bill." He says as he finishes eating. I pay for all the food and my patience slowly dissipates.

???: "Alright... Follow me I guess." I follow him to Charlie's car.

???: "So, you thought you could follow us?" He says to me. He takes out a gun and shoots Charlie in the chest. The car goes crazy.

???: "ALRIGHT, FUCKO COME ON!" He grabs me and drags me to the car. He throws me in easily, stronger then I expected. Someone in the backseat puts a gun to my head. I nickname him Mr. Triggerhappy

Mr. Triggerhappy: "Don't move."

"Do I have a goddamn choice?" He rips my helmet off and I grab it back from him

"At least let me vibe, Mate?" I'm too tired to fight back and would rather netflix and chill while i'm allowed to. My helmet is activated by touch and by voice, meaning if I touched it they would probably shoot me, and even if T.P.I.R tried to call them, the voice would cause the helmet to emit slight sound, enough for someone next to me to hear.

Mr. Triggerhappy: "Fine" his friend gets next to me and we drive off to wherever.

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Charlie POV:

P.O.Y.Y: "Life systems online. Morphine injected." I wake up from my shock and instantly look around. My overlay comes on.

"The fuck? P.O.Y.Y, wheres John?"

P.O.Y.Y: "Moving fast west."

"Hack into Johns contacts, some fucker has to be associated with him in that team." I say as I mend my wound

P.O.Y.Y: "No one in personal contacts, or business contacts."

"Mother-..." I get up slowly and turn on my car

"John... Don't fucking die on me." I drive towards where he took me to see the base at. Fucking Oregon...

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