Marriage Reunited

Chapter 13

Connor gave a sigh and ran his hands through his hair. He was beyond stressed and it didn't look like it was going to get any better. His life had turned in to a crapfest. He'd thought for one perfect moment that his life was back on track and that he was finally having everything he'd wanted. Then his brother had managed to burst that bubble and now he didn't feel like anything was going his way.

That night on the island, after Lilly's confession, he'd felt like everything was falling in to place. He'd slept peacefully with her snuggled in his arms and it had felt so right to have her back where she'd belonged. Then his phone had rung. He'd wanted to ignore it, would have if it weren't for the customised ringtone telling him that it was his brother calling. He didn't know much about what it was his brother did for a living but what he did know was that it was a dangerous job and that at any moment he could get the call saying that his brother was dead. He felt sick constantly with worry over not knowing where his brother was or whether he was alive or dead. It was one of the reasons that he never ignored a call from him, because he didn't know when he'd receive one again.

Sliding from the bed he'd swept up the phone and answered with a hushed tone telling his brother to wait one minute. He'd cast one more glance at Lilly as she gave a small grumble in her sleep and snuggled deeper under the covers. Hurrying from the room he'd waited until he was outside on the deck before he'd spoken again.

"What's up?" he'd asked and had been careful to keep his tone lowered so that he didn't wake Lilly.

"I need your help brother."

Connor knew that things were bad when his brother asked him for help. Cameron had been out on his own since they were kids and he rarely asked for help. The only other time he'd asked Connor for anything was when he'd come home with a wife and then disappeared again. He'd asked Connor to keep an eye on her and he'd agreed because he knew that his brother rarely asked for anything and it was the least that he could do for him. Now was not the best time to be receiving a request from help though, not when he'd finally got things back on track. But how could he deny him help when he knew that he must be desperate to ask?

"What's up Cam?" he asked and heard his brothers deep sigh from the other end of the phone. He could imagine his brother as if he was stood next to him right now. He'd be staring out in to the distance as he debated whether to issue his mysterious request or not while thinking through all the possible fallouts from asking.

"I'm in trouble," he said and it was Connor's turn to sigh. His brother was a man of few words and it was like drawing blood from a stone when you wanted to get information out of him. It was one of the things that had made him a good fit for the type of jobs that he did.

"What kind of trouble?" Connor asked. He didn't really expect his brother to answer. He never discussed his job apart from a few basic facts.

"I fucked up, big time. I messed with the wrong guys and their reach goes further than I anticipated," he said in a strained voice. Connor frowned at that. He couldn't believe that he'd even got that much out of him. It had been years since he'd really known anything about his brother and especially never about what he was doing.

"What happened?" he asked as curiosity got the best of him.

"I was on an undercover mission. It seemed simple enough and I figured that for the money they were offering me it was worth it. Seems I wasn't given all the facts though and this organisation reaches further than the small group I was involved in," Cameron said sticking to the vagueness that he seemed to like.

"Don't see where I come in to this," Connor said. He was all for helping his brother out but he didn't have the training or any of the relevant facts to be able to do anything.