Come Home

Chapter 4

"We're her family," The man with red hair glared at him.

"No you aren't, Griffin," she glared back. "My family is Jackson."

"Oh what am I? Chopped liver?" A deep voice chuckled behind her.

She gasped excitedly and turned around. "You're here Meine Liebe (My Love)!" She rushed out of Jackson's arms and jumped into the man with dark brown hair and five o'clock stubble. He lifted her up more and growled happily as he walked over to Jackson. "I thought you were still out of the country, Meine Liebe, why didn't you tell me you were back?"

She pouted and he chuckled as he rubbed his nose against hers, "Then it wouldn't be a surprise now would it, Meine Liebe?"

"Oy, what the fuck is that?" The man with a dark orange shirt asked.

"It's German," North grumbled, "it means My Love."

"Any more guests?" Blackbourne asked cleaning his glasses.

"They aren't guests," Alice fumed turning to the group on the porch. "They are my family and if you don't like it, too fucking bad, get the fuck over it."

"Language, Kleines Mädchen (Little Girl)," the new man corrected and she pouted then sighed.

"And you are?" Blackbourne asked.

"Jasper Becker," He smirked. "And I take it you are the ones that broke our girl's heart and ultimately sent her to us."

"Yeah, thanks for that by the way," Jackson smirked. "After all, if it wasn't for you hurting her, we never would have met our love and got to show her how she's supposed to be loved and treated."

They chuckled as a few of the group growled and glared at them. "Oh grow up," She rolled her eyes as Jasper sat her on her feet. "I'm forced to stay here for six months and my fiancés would never let me endure something as traumatic as you by myself for so long so of course they will be staying with me. Get over it, now move, I have to unpack and start to figure out how I'm going to manage my career all the way out here since this is all your fucking fault!"

"Guardalo Cuore Mio (Watch it My Heart)," Jackson said watching the men closely.

"Sorry," She mumbled. "I have a feeling I'm going to slip a lot and I was doing so good too."

"We're here for you," Jasper said as he pulled his two duffel bags out of his car. "You have us."

"I know," She smiled softly up at him. "Thank you."

"Come on, Sugar," Jackson said pulling her suitcase from the car. "Let's figure out where we're staying and then you can tell us what's going on."

"Don't you want to know who we are?" The Native American asked curiously.

"Not really," Jasper shook his head. "We already know enough, you broke our girl's heart and she's here because of something involving her grandmother and you in her will. We don't really need to know more and if we do, we will get it from her, enough said."

"What did she mean, you were out of the country?" Blackbourne asked.

"I'm a lieutenant colonel in the marine corps," he smirked as one of them let out a low whistle. "I was overseas for a bit but I'm on leave for the moment. Excuse me."

"Your room is ready," the man in the orange shirt said as they followed them inside. "I'll order you a bigger fucking bed."

"I can do it," She glared at him.

"Sorry," He mumbled.

"Be nice, Sugar," Jackson chuckled. "You can be mad at them but if were going to here for six months we have to get along."

"You don't have to forgive them," Jasper said dropping his duffel bags, "but it would be better if there wasn't so much tension hanging around."

"Fine I'll try for you," She huffed, "but I don't like it."

"Thank you Love," both men smiled and kissed her nose.

"These are my fiancés Jackson Burton and Jasper Becker," She smiled fondly at them. "These are the men Oma took under her wings to keep out of trouble. They can introduce themselves to you."

"I'm Owen Blackbourne," the man with grey eyes and black rimmed glasses.

"I'm Dr. Sean Green," The man with blonde hair and green eyes nodded.

"North Taylor," The man from the porch dressed in all black with black hair, dark eyes, and snake bite lip piercings frowned.

"Lucian Taylor, his older brother," The blonde haired and brown eyed man that looked like a model said.

"Nathan Griffin," The man with red hair and blue eyes frowned.

"Silas Korba," The man with black hair and brown eyes said, he had a Greek accent the men noticed.

"I'm Gabe Coleman," The man with the orange shirt said. He had multiple earrings and rings on.

"Kota Lee," the other man with glasses similar to Owen said. He had brown hair and green eyes. "And this is Max," he said patting the golden retriever beside him.

"Victor Morgan," The man with long fingers that reminded them of a piano player said. He also had brown hair and brown eyes.

"I'm Corey Henshaw," One of the identical twins said.

"I'm Brandon," the other said. They were blonde haired and blue eyed.

"Raven Ravenstahl," the man with tattoos and angry brown eyes growled. He had dark brown almost black hair. "I professional Russian."

"I'm Marc Weiland," The man with heterochromia eyes nodded. One was blue and the other was green.

"And I'm Axel Toma," The Native American said calmly. "Welcome."

"Okay, the bed will be here in a couple of hours," Alice said walking over to them.

"And who's card did you use?" Jasper asked curiously.

She smiled softly, "I used yours," She leaned into his arm and wrapped her arms around his, "I know better than to use mine anymore."

"Good girl," Jasper and Jackson said in unison.

"Well," Owen cleared his throat, "we know you have a lot of things to take care of for while you stay here. We need to get back to the ranch chores, maybe we will see you later."

Once the men left, Jackson and Jasper turned to her, "Alright start explaining, Sugar," Jackson sighed.

Jasper nodded, "Yes, get it off your chest. Talk to us, Love."