"On my count", Em said quietly as I nodded. We found a location on where Kyle McCartney could possibly be hiding out and I'm praying he's here so we can get this over with because it has not been fun being played with.
Em used her fingers to count down from 3 as we both entered the house with our guns raised. I gestured to her that I would check upstairs and she could check down.
I slowly walked upstairs, checking each room before walking into the last bedroom at the end of the hall. It was very quiet, almost too quiet. I let out a quiet breath before entering the room, checking my left and going to check my right before my gun is knocked out of my hand and I feel a fist connect with my face. I stumble across the room before turning around and seeing Kyle. He closes the door and tilts his head at me, almost daring me to make the next move.
"There's more officers on the way, you may as well just give yourself up", I said wiping the blood from my lip.
"Not a chance", he said before pouncing at me. I step out of the way and land 2 punches to him before he pushes me away. He lets out a growl before coming at me again, managing to get the upper hand this time as he picks me up from the floor, landing a punch to my stomach before throwing me face first into the mirror hanging on the wall. I kneel on the floor as he slowly walks towards me, a baseball bat in hand as he starts to raise it before I hear two gun shots causing him to fall to the floor.
"Took you long enough", I gritted out as Em helped me up. "Why is it always me that ends up in a fight?"
"My face is too pretty to mess up", Em joked as I lightly scoffed, "come on, back up just arrived, they can deal with this", she continued as we walked downstairs.
"I swear if someone else related to my past tries to kill me I'm faking my death and going to Bora Bora", I said making her laugh.
"Only if you take me with you. Are you okay?", she said as her tone changed from light to serious.
"Yeah other than the bits of glass stuck in my hands and face, I'm fine", I said, knowing fine well that's not what she meant.
"I don't mean physically", she said.
"I'm f-"
"Yeah yeah you're fine, you've been saying that a lot lately"
"I'm serious Em, I've been getting help"
"Yeah?"
"Yeah, I'm good", I said smiling at her as she nodded.
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"You don't look as bad now", Em remarked after Meredith finished patching me up.
"As bad? I look good always", I said hoping off the table.
"You keep getting yourself into bother that could change", Meredith said making me gasp.
"Well that was just rude", I said fake offended.
"It was true though, now go away, I have patients to see", Meredith said as she jokingly pushed us out the door.
"Wow okay, I see how it is"
"Just come on, I told Leah I'd have you home like half an hour ago", Em laughed as she pulled me out the door.
"Are you scared of my wife Em?", I teased as she rolled her eyes, "oh my god you are, seriously? She's not scary at all", I said as I burst out laughing.
20 minutes later:
"She's not scary at all", Em mocked me as Leah stood in front of us with her arms crossed and an angry look on her face.
"Hey baby", I said to Leah as I ignored Ems comment.
"Don't hey baby me, you said you'd be home an hour ago, dinners cold and you look like shit", she said. I could tell she wasn't mad but she was trying to keep up the act. I could see the worry written all over her face even though she tried to mask it.
"First of all, she said we'd be home an hour ago, and I look great", I smirked as Leah rolled her eyes but a smile broke on her face.
"Go get a shower then we can have dinner", Leah said with a smile as we both said bye to Em and I made my way to the shower.
Once I scrubbed myself clean, I threw on a pair of Leah's shorts and her Arsenal hoodie and made my way downstairs. Leah was standing in front of the oven as I stood behind her and wrapped my arms around her waist and leaned my head in between her shoulder blades.
"How do you feel?", Leah asked softly as she turned round in my arms.
"Physically? Sore, but I'm okay, we got him and he's going to jail", I said leaning up to place a kiss on her lips.
"I'm proud of you", she said placing another kiss on my lips and pulling me into her chest.
"Stop saying sweet things to me, it makes me want to rip your clothes off", I mumbled into her chest.
"I wouldn't be opposed", she teased.
"Me either but I'm tired as fuck, so how about sex for breakfast tomorrow?", I said pulling away and smiling up at her.
"Sounds perfect", she said kissing me again before she ushered me to the kitchen table.
"Oh my god, where are the kids?", I shouted to Leah, scolding myself at the fact I've only noticed now.
"Relax, they're with my mum", Leah lightly laughed as I let out a breath, "I thought you'd enjoy the quiet for one night"
"Thank you", I said as she set 2 plates down on the table.
"Let's eat fast so we can go to sleep", Leah said.
"Why?", I asked taking a bite of my pasta.
"Sex for breakfast", she shrugged making me burst out laughing, Leah soon following suit. We spent the rest of dinner laughing and giggling with each other, it was really refreshing.
