King Maker: Past Encounters (Part 3)

25 - Zakharov

"My son went after them. He should be checking in soon," Hank stated.
"Your son will most likely die. How could you send him to her home of all places," Dimitri said looking angry.
"He has some men with him. Highly trained," Hank said getting worried as Dimitri scoffed.
"Have you not learnt anything since Italy," he said.
"Oh no," Hank said looking deep in thought. "He wouldn't dare harm his own blood," Hank said as Dimitri gave him a questioning look.
"Says the man who hurt him and then his wife," Dimitri muttered picking up his phone.
"Well make yourself useful and make sure my boy is alive," Hank said standing up leaving Dimitri's office dialing his sons' phone.

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T

Greg carried her into the house headed straight to their room.
Stripping her out of her clothes he guided her into the shower allowing the water to do its job as he stood by her. She slowly looked up at him as her hands moved to his belt buckle undoing it. Pulling the shirt up he pulled it off tossing the drenched clothing aside.
Moving closer to him she kissed his chest as he watched her stopping her. Placing her hands on his cheeks he held her wrists watching her.
"Do you want the intel I got?" He whispered as she nodded her head yes listening to him speak as he reached for the body wash.

"My sister?" She asked once he was done as she stepped underneath the water to rinse out the soap.
"Chase has gone to get her and her family," he said as she sighed remaining quiet.
Taking a sponge he bathed her removing any trace of blood.

Wearing comfortable clothes she left their room headed to the kitchen to start working on their dinner. Coming to a halt she saw her children already at it as they joked around preparing their meal. Andrew was getting help from George as he answered all his questions patiently. She then wondered why their grandfather hated them. Why her race offended him to such a severe extent he would want to kill her. Tears ran down her face as she watched her family.
"Mama," she heard Gregory Jr say as they all looked in her direction.
"I'm okay," she smiled turning away as she went back to their room.
Sitting on the bed she buried her face in her hands finally crying over the baby she had lost. She had been one month gone when she was taken. Having told her sister to not tell Greg when they found out she was surprised the violation didn't affect her pregnancy.

She heard footsteps but didn't bother to look up as she cried for her family. Small hands wrapped around her as she realized it was the twins.
"Sorry mama," she heard them both say as she tried to calm down feeling hopeless when they rested their heads against her. Cindy joined them as she asked the twins to allow T to lay down.

The twins watched as their mother moved slowly getting underneath the covers. The next thing Cindy heard them sniffling as tears ran down their faces. She hasn't realized her own cheeks were now wet before wiping the tears away. That's when Greg decided to walk into the room.
"What happened?" He asked placing his phone down.
"Mama is crying," Jr said trying to catch his breath as he cried making Greg turn to T.
"Baby what's wrong," he asked as he saw that indeed she was crying.
"Mama is just missing auntie. Don't cry. I promised her we are coming back tomorrow," he said watching the boys slowly stop crying.
"Okay," George whispered as Cindy reached for their hands pulling them out of the room.

Hearing the door shut he pulled T into his arms as she sobbed hearing him tell her everything would be alright.
"I'm sorry Greg," she said as he consoled her.
"It's alright," he whispered. "Just stop making the whole house cry," he chuckled as she looked at him a smile forming.
"I can't help it," she smiled through her tears.
"I hate you," Greg murmured looking for a certain reaction.
"No you don't," she laughed as he held her close in his arms.
Falling asleep in his arms he lay her down before leaving to finish arrangements for their travels.