The Royal Family

28. Already late

"Damn it!" roared Luna, lifting hand in helplessness.
Siting on the edge of the bed, with her knees wide open, she tried her best to put on a maternity jeans, but she just couldn't reach her toes. "Don't laugh, help me!" she scolded Namjoon and turning her head angrily.  "Sorry, but it's to watch you" he knelt down to help her. "Right?" she smiled crookedly. "This fun will cost you sex for months to come" she teased him ironicaly. "Do you think?" he looked her skeptically and slowly ran his hand up to her thigh, making her shiver. He grinned as her eyes widened as her own body betryed her. "I think as soon as the baby is born, we start to training for second" he winked playfully. "We'll see" she snapped.
He put on her second leg and helped her to her feet. "Look at this" he gasped, placing a hand on her baby bally. "Entirely your creation!" she snorted, examining him meaningfully from top to toe. "You're doing great, baby" he prised her and the corners of his lips curled into a proud smile.
Luna slipped a wide blouse over her jeans. It looked rediculous, but she didn't fit in normal clothes anymore. She had the feeling that she wasn't walking, but wandering. Namjoon led her carefully to the door with hand low on her back.
"Hey" Hana cheerfully waved at them,pouring out of her bedroom. "Hello sweety" she gently patted Luna's belly and she rolled her eyes.
"Good morning, Hana" Namjoon smiled.
They went to the living room, Namjoon settled Luna comfortable and sat next to her.
"Daughter, how are you" asked Mr. Kim, who was drinking his coffe there. "Great. I feel like a tanker moored in the middle of the desert" she snorted. "I'll kill you as soon as I see my toes" she shot Namjoon,she just laughed and kissed her on the forehead.

"Boss, look at this" V turned his laptop to Namjoon. He stared at the video, which showed the evening, when Luna found the box with the doll box in their bedroom. "I've watched it dozens of times, there's nothing on it" Namjoon shrugged and looked at V curiously. "I thought so too, but look at the time" V scrolled at the part he wanted to show him and Namjoon stared intently. "I don't understand, what..." he paused and his forehead wrinkeld. "Someone deleted part of the rocording and then superimposed part of it with only a second difference"  V focused, surching for another record. "After noticing this, I found few more. They're all in the days before or after the doll" he opened several records, all of which were skipped. "And this" V opened more one record "Is from last night. Someone was in your room, boss" he turned to Namjoon. "But i'll have felt it" Namjoon frowned "Not if he didn't go inside, but stood at the terrace" V also frowned "I think they're watching Luna in particularly" he gritted his teeth. "Besides, I think theu have a insider and more then just one" V continued. "Given that the guards do not turn in the certain way and every day we change their day off and their position" he stared at the videos again. "Does this happend every night?" Namjoon asked. "As I can see, yes" V turned to him " Have you thought of somthing?" Namjoon stared at him thoughtfully. "Call Jimin and Jin and wait me in the office in an hour. And don't tell Luna anything. We don't need to stress her unnecessery." V nodded and left him alone.
If Luna found that someone was watching her every night, waiting for her to give burt, she would be tottaly freaked out. His stomach turned at he thought of how she would react, even though she couldn't get dressed alone.
Damn it! Namjoon wasn't saint, but to waiting for a baby to be born,to kill him for revenge, just crossed all boundaties...
He had never been afraid before marrying Luna. When he realize his feelings for her, fear gripped his throat every time she was on a mission or in danger. But for his own child, that's more then fear. The thought of losing him make him tremble with horror...
He leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees and stared at the floor. He couldn't understand how anyone could hide from V. It have never happend before. The boys became more and more nervous and keep circling Luna like a human shield. Even girls didn't leave her until they were sure she was asleep and Namjoon is in the room with her, waiting her at the door in the morning. He was indeed grateful for their care, but Luna become nervous and was hospitalized few times, after receiving Braxton Hicks contractions. If she didn't clam down soon, she was in danger of giving birth prematurely and this frightened him to death.
Scratching the back of his neck, still thinking how his life had become dependet in his wife and unborn child he headed to the office, where he was going to meet Jimin, V and Jin.

"For God's sake! Your feet are icy!" exclimed Namjoon, as Luna peered at him, trying to find a comfortable speeling position. "I can't find a place" she almost cried. "Ow, baby" he turned her back on him, placing one hand under her head and the other around her belly. "A little more, witch, and it will be over" he wishpered softly in her eat, and instead, the baby turned with a full turn, settling into his folded palm.
He smiled at her sigh. She thought the baby likes his voice and calmed down when he spoke. She had come to the point that when the baby was spining too much at night, she wake him up.
He stayed this way until he felt she was asleep. Namjoon rubbed his hand under her head and tensed, ready to jump if necessery. He felt the baby settle in his hand, reassuring his father that everything was fine and he smiled again.
Namjoon stared at the terrace door. He knew Jimin and Jin are there, waiting V, to give them signal to attack. He would intervene if necessery, but hadn't figured out how to do it, without waking Luna.
Time passed, hours as seemed to him, but nothing happend. He tried to lie still, so as not to aroused suspicion if they were already been watched, but his body was shaking nervously.
Luna sttired, rubbing her eyes. "Damn it!" he thought, hoping she didn't wake up. "Namjoon?" she murmured. "Shhh, i'm here" he kissed her forehead and she relaxed. He stroked her beby bump soothingly, listening to the silence, his gaze watching the terrace. The curtains moved slightly and Namjoon tensed, ready for a possible attack. But nothing happend and he decided it was the wind.
Wind? The  doors were closed, where did the cirrend come from then? A loud bang on the bedroom door distracted him."Mr. Kim, boss, your father..."
Namjoon jumped and ran to the doo. "Namjoon?" with hand on the lock, he turned. "Stay here, i'll check want's going on" he said and opened the door, walking past the guard without looking at him.
Namjoon reached the other end of the corridor, where his father's room was and flew in, without bothering to knock. It was absolute darkness in the room. "Father?" he called, trying not to shout.
"Namjoon?" his father turned the night light and sat on the bed, rubbing his eyes. "Is everything okey?" Somthing with Luna? "he asked, meeting his son's worried gaze." You send for me... " began Namjoon." I haven't send anyone. What's going on? "his father awoke completely and his voice sounded anxious.
Namjoon froze. His heart pounded and his eyes widened in anger. Luna! They had taken him out of the bedroom to get to Luna! That's why there was no one to watch them tonigth.
He turned and left the room as he entered. But this time shouting his wife's name. When he entered their bedroom she was empty. The door to the balcony was wide open.
"Jin!" Namjoon reached Jin and squatted to check on him. He had a wound on his left temple and was unconscious, but no serious injuries.
Namjoon looked around the coutryard. Jimin? His friend was moving slowly in the shadows, but he was clearly visible from the high balcony. There were three other figure in front of him, one moving a little slower. Luna! He was carrying Luna...
In the corner of his eyes, he saw V sneaking on the other side of the yard. Namjoon returned to the bedroom, put a pair of pans and went out into the hallway.
"Suga, Jungkook, Hobi!" he shout, runing down the stairs.
There was sounds of door opening and hurried footsteps behind him, but he didn't tur to see who following him. He went through the kitchen and out to the backyard.
There were shots, screams, the sound of car wheeles, more shots. Hell, he wouldn't be on time, wors, he was already late.