"I'm so sorry, Jennifer," a male's voice woke her. Confusion filled her as she tried to place the voice with the men that filled the room she was in. Too tired to open her eyes and place the voice with the person, she remained still, even as a large warm hand held hers and laced their fingers together. "We failed you as husbands and for that I will never forgive myself. We should have been the ones to take you to the mall that day instead of having William and Charles. This never would have happened if we were with you. They are okay, so you don't need to worry about them, Angelos Mou. They fought hard to protect you and for that we will forever be grateful."
Angelos Mou? Silas? Why is he so sad? He sounds like they really cared but that doesn't make any sense... It wasn't a real marriage so why does he sound like he feels guilty? This doesn't make sense...
"I understand why you don't think our marriage is real, Angelos Mou, I really do," she felt his thumb gently caress the top of her hand. "We have been real shitty husbands from the get go but I promise if you give us a second chance we'll be better. We'll be the kind of husbands you deserve. We'll worship you like the queen you are." A heavy sigh filled her ears, it was filled with so much pain it hurt her chest but she remained still to not break the bubble she felt they were in. "I'll tell you as many times as you need me to, Angelos Mou, we all will. Those pictures. Fuck," he sighed again, "those pictures aren't what they seem. It's not what you were told, I swear it, Jennifer." He cleared his throat as his voice broke, like he was trying to not cry, which confused her even more. "Jane and Katie are married to each other, Angelos Mou. They have been married for five years now and they were helping us look for you. Those smiles in the pictures were leads for you. Each and every one gave us hope of us finding you. We never stopped, Angelos Mou, never. We slept in shifts just so we could constantly be looking for you nonstop. We didn't want to miss a second of looking for you. And to find out you were so fucking close?" A low rumble filled the air, "So fucking close and we never knew it. We are fucking idiots and honestly?" Another sigh, "I don't know how we can continue being Reapers after this, Angelos Mou. How can we be the best when we couldn't even find our Queen who was right behind us the entire fucking time? How could we not see what Nowak was doing? How could he deceive us and we not catch on? We are fucking idiots but I promise we'll make it up to you, our little Queen. We will."
"How's our girl, Si?" another voice whispered.
"Still sleeping," Silas whispered. "Doc said she's going to be doing a lot of sleeping. Her body needs it after everything she's been through."
"Fine by us," the voice said, "just means more cuddle time."
"Have to earn her forgiveness and trust back first, Luke." There was a clearing of a throat but she couldn't tell which one it came from. "Based on what we saw and what Doc can assume and from how we first treated her, it's going to be a long time before we get any sort of cuddles or affection from her. We have to prove her brain and her heart wrong and then prove our worthiness to her."
"Good thing we are patient," based on what she heard, Luke must have patted Silas on the back.
"Most of us anyway."
"The rest will just have to learn," another voice said with determination.
"Shit, Axel, you're too quiet," Luke gasped.
"Says the so called ninja," Axel murmured. "Guess you need to work on your skills."
"Not my fault, I don't have Indian tracking skills in my blood," Luke's voice turned slightly whiny as if he was now pouting.
"You'll learn," Axel chuckled, "young grasshopper."
"Angelos Mou?" Silas asked as he felt her hand twitch in his. "Hey Pretty Girl," he murmured as he watched her eyes slowly flutter open. Her eyes landed on his and he smiled softly as he lifted her hand and softly placed a kiss to the top of her hand. "There's our girl."
His heart shattered even more than it already was as she pulled her hand out of his grasp and frowned, "Maymee?"

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FanfictionThis is yet another CL Stone Fanfiction. I do NOT own the male characters only the original characters that I have created. It is the day Jennifer has dreaded since she was twelve years old and been told her life has been planned for her since her...