Gone

59.

(Fleurie - Hurricane)

Amoura wakes up at the edge of her bed for her two daughters have taken over the rest of the bed. "I'm pretty sure I left you two in your cribs." Amoura mutters as she gets up and heads to the bathroom.

Once she was ready she wakes the girls up and gets them ready, "foods ready Amoura, Oh and Clive is calling," Amoura puts Amari and Mirai on the high chairs before walking over to the laptop and calling Clive back. "Morning Amoura."

"Creator!" Clive chuckles, "morning creations." Clive replies, "don't call them that." Amoura grumbles as she serves herself. "Your mom still there?" From the bathroom, Layla replies, "I'll be here for as long as she is here."

"It's been a year Mrs. Stone. I'm sure you have better things to do than to keep Amoura company." Layla walks into the view of the camera with a basket full of clean clothes, "nothing is more important than my daughter and granddaughters. By the way, Mirai finally broke your Television."

Clive looks at Amoura, "please tell me your mother is only messing with me?" Amoura looks at with an apologetic look, "nope. Amari was fussy after getting her shots so Mirai moved everything the house to cheer her up. It was either your Television or the dishes. Sorry." Clive sighs, "my television." Amoura looks at him amused.

Yelling comes from Clive's side of the screen. The call center door slams against the wall as it's pried open. "Commander Volkov!" Clive quickly gets to his feet. "General McAllister is that Commander Stone you're talking too?" Clive nods and Commander Volkov comes on screen.

"What's with the temper Volkov?" He starts explaining and Amoura cuts him off, "Volkov I have no idea what you're saying calm down. I can't understand you when you're angry." He explains how half their bases and frontline units have been wiped out in the past six months, they need immediate help or else they'll go under too.

Amoura excuses herself and grabs the maps she brought back with her, she made have been sent home but that didn't stop her from worrying about Russia's state. "Alright pull up a map and tell me everything."

A few hours later Amoura helped Volkov come up with a counter-strategy. "Call me back after you execute the plans." Volkov nods and walks out with the map and notes. "Clive please be safe, tell the others to be careful too." Clive nods and they hang up.

"Come on Amoura let's get out, you'll drive yourself insane if you stay here." Amoura nods before following her mom out with the twins. They return late that night, Amoura puts Amari and Mirai in their cribs before heading back downstairs, "if they ask will you go back?" Amoura looks at her mom, "I will. It's my job mom." Layla looks at Amoura, "and it's my job to protect you."

"I'm grown up, now it's your job to protect them while I'm not here." Amoura squeezes her mom's hand. "I'll be fine mom. You'll see, when this Russian conflict is settled you and dad will come visit for a while when you bring the girls." Layla nods and squeezes her daughters hand with her free one.

Amoura's laptop rings then. "So what's the news?" Amoura asks as Volkov comes on, he steps aside as the Commanders smile at her, "our front porch is clear so to speak. We've managed to clear all the enemy forces from around our remaining bases. They were forced to retreat." Rubio speaks up first.

"I'm glad, now all you have to do is finish it." Amoura pulls up a stool to sit on, "what do you say Stone come back and finish what you started?" Before she can reply a blood-curdling scream comes from upstairs, "Mirai!" Amoura bolts up the stairs, "hold on Commanders I'll go see what's going on." Layla rushes up after Amoura.

"Amoura?" Layla walks into the nursery to find Mirai holding onto Amoura for dear life. "No mama. No mama." Amoura looks at her mother, "she won't let go. She's terrified." Amoura sits back on the ground and tries to soothe Mirai." Amari was whimpering in her crib. "I'll let the Commanders know you won't be returning to the call, but that you'll ship out as soon as possible." Amoura thanks her mother as she picks up Amari.

"I'm sorry Commanders Amoura won't be able to continue the call but she asked me to tell you she'll depart to Russia as soon as she can." Commander Johnson stops her before Layla hangs up, "Mrs. Stone before you end the call can I ask what happened to her daughter?"

"It seems Mirai had a nightmare. Amoura has her, she'll be fine. I'm hanging up now." They nod and Layla ends the call before closing the laptop. Amari sleeps with Layla that night, while Amoura sleeps on the nursery floor with Mirai holding on tightly. Amoura walks to her room and puts Mirai on her bed so she can shower.

As she gets dressed Mirai walks up to her and holds onto her, "don't go, ma'am." Amoura pets her daughter's unruly dark hair, "I'm right here sweetheart." Amoura holds onto her as she walks downstairs. Amoura books a flight for her mother and daughters while she eats breakfast. "Are you going to pack soon?" Layla asks her and she nods, "I booked you a flight for tonight mom. I rather watch you all leave than the other way around." Layla nods and leaves Amari with her so she can go back.

"Come on you two let's go outside." Amoura sits on the swing with her daughters as her mother packs up. "Alright, Amoura everything is ready." Amoura nods as Layla walks over to the study to print out the tickets.

"Alright hand the girls over to me," Amoura nods and she hands a sleeping Mirai to her mother. "Amari doesn't want to stop playing in the sandbox." Amoura walks inside and gets a bag packed and changes into her uniform before going to the base to call in a Commander to take over for her while she is gone.

Amoura returns to a crying Mirai who runs up to her when she walks through the door. "Oh, sweetheart you're going to exhaust yourself from the crying. Come on let's get some food in you." That night Amoura accompanies her mother to the airport. "Mirai is fast asleep," Amoura hands Mirai to her mother as Layla holds onto Amari's hand. "I'll see you soon Amari."

"Bye Momma." Amari hugs Amoura and lays her head against her mother's shoulder as she squeezes Amoura's neck. "I love you, Amari, you listen to your grandma." Amari nods as she holds onto Amoura. "You got to go Amari. I'll see you two soon." Amoura pulls her daughter back and kisses her forehead. Layla takes Amari's hand once more and walks off. Amoura waits till their plane departs before returning home to grab her things and head to the base airstrip.