Butchers pov I'm on the phone with Raynor and she's told me they want to keep compound v and project immortal classified. "Classified?! The fuck are you on about?! My wife didn't go through hell and back for them to keep this shit classified!" I snap. She tells me about naqib and we have to keep vought happy now. To hell with their happy. I say "my wife her would be more than willing to go take care of that asshole. To hell with keepin those fucks happy. Vought are the ones that created the cunt!"
Her response "we have no solid proof on that and she's the vampire she's to be laying low so they don't have her too" "no hard proof?! The hard proof is who I rescued from a basement she's sitting on a bloody bag as we speak!" I snap. In a hotel room. "Susan cmon there must be something we can do here yeah?" I try. And Kat shakes her head. Her words ring into my head. Maybe she's right.
But she's the only thing we got for authority. She's the deputy director of the cia. "Look the military deal is signed and sealed. You think your wife and one mute girl is going to derail that? Especially coming from the fugitives that killed translucent." "Fugitives?" I ask. And she replies "vought insisted and the DOJ agreed you're wanted men now. Your wife if caught will be returned to vought. Because of what's in her she belongs to them butcher" Kat glares breaking the cup that's in her hand making her bleed as steam basically comes from her ears.
"She don't belong to them. She ain't theirs. She didn't want that shit they gave her. I gave you the V. I gave you everything you asked for and more. Even rid of homelander and after what he's done to my wife. That's a big pill to just fuckin swallow. I trusted you and this is the fucking thanks I get" eyeing her and MM as he takes the glass from her woulds and hands her a blood bag to tear into. "Butcher I will still protect your families." She tells me "yeah and keep your bleeding career even safer. Well what about me and the boys and the girl and my wife then eh?" She tells me "you cut bait and run for your lives. I'm sorry"
"We all split up now yeah?" Frenchie asks and mm nods "mhm" and I ask "oi what the fuck are ya doin? We ain't done yet" "we got vought, the supes and the feds on our asses" MM replies. Frenchie tells us where he's going and MM asks about kimiko. I cut them off noting how silent she is. "Oi shut your traps were on the verge of nailing these cunts. And you wanna cut bait and run before we've played our final card" "what is it" MM questions.
"Give us a couple hours yeah? Hughie, my darling wife, you're with me" I say. She rolls her eyes "not your wife" "that ring ya got on says differently" she looks at her hand
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She asks "when the fuck did you slip a ring on my fucking finger" I chuckle "ya were sleeping. Now the only thing that's left to do is change ya last name" she shakes her head "we're not married" but she doesn't move to take the ring off. We leave. We head to see Mallory. She says "nice to see you Katherine" Katherine nods "you too" I tell her "this is Hugh Campbell. We're working with my beautiful wife there and MM and Frenchie. I got the boys back together." Mallory says "Grace Mallory I'm the founder of your little club. So let me hear it" I reply "I need your help" "sorry I can't" she says. I say "look I didn't want to come here. But I need your help. And you're gonna fuckin help." She asks me "why's that?" And I reply "because you owe me. You fuckin owe me god damn it. You hid her from me for years after I came to my senses. Did ya know that he killed our baby? Got her pregnant? You care for Katherine. You always have. She's your bloody favorite. You sent her on that mission, set it in her sights. Katherine died...she died alone. Came back a shell of a woman because of your fuckin mission. You owe us to help us get the fuck who tore everything from us"
