Love & War

Connecting The Dots

Keith didn't realize that he had been researching and putting shit together all night. The sun came glaring through the window of his office.

He was determined to make a break in a case no one could ever come close to solving.

Every time they managed to come close they came up empty handed. 

Keith knew that Fatima, Zac , Brooke and Cruz were all linked together somehow some way. If he could get close enough to them then he would be able to connect the dots.

There was a knock at his office door 

Michelle: Please don't tell me you've been up all night in the office 

Keith: I got a new case didn't realize how late it was 

Michelle: Please don't get so wrapped up in another case like you did last time. This time I won't stick around and watch you do this to us again.

Keith: Babe it's not going to be like that

Michelle: And how do you know that what you do is dangerous work Keith the same bad people you try to take down be the same people that try to take you and everyone you know out.

Keith: I promise to keep everything separate I won't bring work home if that will make you happy. 

Michelle: I'm still going to be worried about you and I don't want to have to look over my shoulder thinking someone is out to harm us.

Keith walking over to Michelle standing in the door, kissing her forehead

Keith: I got you, I got us stop worrying 

Michelle: It's hard not to with the work you do

Keith: I know but you and Kevin mean the world to me and our little princess that's on the way.

Rubbing Michelle belly. 

Michelle: Breakfast is ready 

Keith: Okay I will be there in just a second 

Michelle left Keith went back and turned off his computer. Everything Michelle was saying was true there was exactly no way Keith could promise that they would be safe. He would just need to make sure no one knew he had a family. Whenever he went the work he never wore his wedding ring and he put a false address in the system if he was ever to be looked up. 

Stitch

Now that Fatima was back safe and sound Stitch spent most of his time sitting by Layla's side. Hoping and praying that she would wake up.

Stitch: Any progress doctor 

Doctor: Not much progress for the mother but the baby is progressing everyday. He's a fighter and has a mean grip. He should be able to start breathing on his own without all the tubes.

Stitch: That's good new right 

Doctor: Good news to me, have you came up with a name yet 

Stitch: No I am kind of waiting until his mom wake up and we can choose a name together 

Doctor: Okay no rush. I will let you know when I take your son off the tubes so you can finally hold him in your arms

Stitch smiled this would be his first time holding his son since he was born.

Stitch: Thank you Doc 

Doctor: No problem 

The doctor left out of the room 

Stitch grabbed Layla's hand

Stitch: I need you to wake up Ma your son needs you, hell I need you. 

A smile crossed Stitch face as a memory of him and Layla popped up in his head. Stitch never showed his emotional side but Layla was the first person to actually get him and see him for what he was he loved her even though he never uttered those words.