Stalker | ThirdUnion

43: To The Bahamas

This is the last chapter of this book.
There may be a sequel in the future, but nothing is confirmed.

Thank you for reading- and I will be making an author's note later to talk about some future books. 👌

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Soviet huffed as he was pushed down the hall, his hands cuffed and behind his back as he walked. Five men walked beside him, guns in their hands as they did.

The Russian just had another meeting with his defense team, though he was pretty sure he was getting life in prison. Nothing could ever keep him from being with his love. He would never allow it.

Though right now he is kinda stuck in a hard place. The Russian grumbled as his cell door was opened, and he was 'gently' moved towards it.

As soon as the door was closed he got his cuffs taken off of him through the little hole that was in the door, and then all five men left him there, all alone.

The Russian sighed dramatically as he laid down on his concrete bed, oh how much he missed his dear darling. Oh how much his dear must be suffering now without him.

Soviet paused as he opened his eye and looked over at the door of his cell, he was going to be in court tomorrow. And if he was correct, his little Reichy may be there too.

Soviet's heart fluttered as he stood up suddenly, he couldn't keep still, not at all. His little Reichy was going to be with him again tomorrow.

The Russian giggled, he could see his dear in his mind, oh how much his darling must miss him. Surely just as much as he had missed him too, right?

Soviet didn't sleep that night, he couldn't sleep that night, as his mind bubbled on about his dear darling. He wondered if his baby bump was showing yet, probably not, as it hadn't been too long since they did that together. But maybe, it could be.

Hopefully he was healthy and well fed. Hopefully he was doing perfectly well, and so was their baby.

The Russian could barely wait, tomorrow he would be reunited with his love. His true love, he was going to see him again.

Soviet's face began to hurt with how much he was smiling, he couldn't wait, he really really couldn't wait.

Reich sighed silently as he stared at himself through the bathroom mirror. He wasn't sure what he was going to do.

If he went, he would have to listen to people talk about what he went through right in front of him. This was talking about everything that happened, out loud, in front of a bunch of people, and in front of the person who did it to him.

But him being there would help the case, but they already had so much evidence. The German rubbed his face harshly for a moment. He really didn't know what to do.

He didn't want to see him, yet he wanted him in prison, or better yet dead. It was just so hard to do that, to go out there and face everything head on.

Reich sighed as he left the restroom and stumbled down the small hallway of JE's house. The place wasn't a huge apartment, but it was welcoming, and comfortably small. And that was all that the German needed at the moment.

Reich continued to march down the hall to JE's room, as sleeping on the couch got old and uncomfortable quickly, and he still couldn't sleep alone.

He had confided in JE for help, and she gladly agreed to do so. Though it got complicated when FI wanted to sleep over. Then it was back to the couch for all of them.