As I woke up around 3:00 am the next next morning to grab my phone. Within minutes I am used his desk chair as a support to get in the bathroom. He heard noises so he put on a tank top and sweats to grab his gun. " Who is in there?" he asked. "It's just me Roger needed to use the bathroom," I replied. My brother still had it pointed at me.
Michael your really going to shoot me. The gun dropped from his hand when I pushed the desk chair at him. I mentioned the code phase telling the house that something is wrong. As for Mom she runs into his room. You know that she would make you remove the bullet and stitch her too," Mom told him. Let's get her back in bed right now.
Please don't make get back in that bed after the incident Mom, I begged grabbing Pedro and my phone. Okay Mi hija then whose room is it until breakfast. Tia Maria it's always been me you stayed with when your hurt. I know but your gun and I aren't best friends right now and you need time to think about what you about just happened. Minutes after that he gave me the puppy dog face. You should've that before you pulled it on me.
Daddy's room I guess for the rest of the night. We left his room with her arm around my waist. She opened his door quietly. I climbed up on the bed placing my phone between his pillows. Seconds later he realizes that I am there in his room.
As for Mom she went back to her room to fall asleep once again. He really didn't ask much questions. Soon after that I cuddled up to him with Pedro. I felt a lot safer knowing that my blood is still where it belongs. Daddy slowly begins stroking my hair to comfort me.
Roger got up to get ready for his usual morning run. He went out the back door still thinking. Soon after that BD snapped him out of his thoughts. Both of them sprinted down the beach. She is mad at me again, he told the dog.
Meanwhile back in our kitchen coffee is brewing and my hot chocolate is on the island. Roger came in from his run for a water bottle and greeted everyone else. He went upstairs for a shower that morning. Seconds later he returns to start cooking my I am sorry breakfast. The rest of our family is really shocked.
Within minutes he plated my food and put my hot chocolate on the tray. Daddy's room bound for him. He delivers my breakfast. Wow!!! This presentation is amazing, I exclaimed. Thank you I am for being such an idiot earlier, he told me. Your welcome it's okay, I replied to him.
Mom is finally back at the stove cooking breakfast. Everyone else asked at the same time " What did Mike do?" Usually he never cooks for us. The team sets our kitchen table. He came into the kitchen again.
Breakfast is promptly served at 8:00 am. Everyone else dished out their food to eat. The team sat down in their assigned seats at the table. Mike and I are in Daddy's room on the bed. We ate together like one big happy family. After eating we put all the dirty dishes in our sink.
Our family grabbed their stuff to mention goodbyes to each other. They head out the front door to both the cars and trucks. Mom and Roger stay home with me for all morning. He keeps an eye on me in the bathroom. As for mom she gets my clothes so I could change. I went back in the bed again.
"How are they getting home from the airport?" they asked. "George left his car there so he will drive them here," I replied to them. I read one of my case files from the pile. Your breakfast was really good, I told him. Our family was really jealous and suspicious, Mike replied to me. "Can Fiona be the only expectation to the no civilian upstairs rule?" I asked. "They took it into consideration for a few minutes. Okay she has a badge right T, they answered.
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Ballerinas and Guns -Graceland Fanfiction [ editing]
FanfictionThis is part three to How Broadway Became My Home [ Aaron Warren Fan fiction] My life changes the day after graduation when I go into the office and they tell me that I will be living with my mentor Mike Warren at Graceland and the team. Charlie...