Chapter 5 Raphael
“But just because you bury something, that doesn’t mean it stops existing.”
― Jenny Han, We'll Always Have Summer
Rapheal's pov
-------------Scorpion's Send me an Angel is playing on my phone-----------
People sometimes misjudged our family, with our Norwegian healthy model good looks as being stupid or soft. But we were all warriors.
I gaze at my reflection in the mirror and see cold aqua blue eyes and a strong angular face with a grim thin line. I never smile anymore. Mike and I are on leave for 2 weeks and then back to our missions.
I hear everyone eating dinner, I just don't want to join in right now, and didn't greet anyone when I came home with Mike. I don't know how Mike can divide himself from the harsh deadly reality of our jobs and now being home.
Walking back to my room I lay my muscular 6' 5" body on my narrow double bed. Everything looks the same, as I examine the trophies and awards littering the walls and shelves in my old blue bedroom. It's like a time capsule of my life before my idealist dreams of changing and defending the world from evil, died.
3 year before
Mike and I were on a mission when mom called having that uneasy feeling and wanted us to be extra careful. We were extremely careful to not find extra trouble.
I remember the last time she had that feeling, that's when the darkness came. The year before, Mike and some of our team were kidnapped and tortured for 5 days. Mike is incredibly strong willed, so he would have still survived, but our guys almost died, if I hadn't had my gift, Our brothers in arms would have died. My healing infinity saved their lives, but I took in their pain when I saved our men. I "saw" what the mercenaries had done to all of them. It was too much for me emotionally to bear. Some of our guys were medically (honorably) discharged or career derailed from the SEALS to desk duty. I avoided seeing them, see the scars physically and mentally after I had healed what I could. One of the guys Jeremy invited me to his wedding, but all I could think about was his broken body when I had found all of them. I don't know how Mike lives with it. Since then we have a connection. Mike and I share a mind link and now don't have to talk to each other to communicate. It has saved our men's lives many times during our missions.
Later she called and let us know her feelings had to do with them finding a little girl.
I hear someone coming toward my door, must be Mike. My breath catches in my throat as I stare into dark chocolate eyes fringed by long lashes on a astonishingly beautifully innocent face. A line furrowed between her dark eyebrows giving him a measured gaze. Uh-hmm she stuttered, "I missed you." And with that said she ran to me and pounced onto my body like a hyper kitten. My body with the extra weight on top of me sinks down lower into the mattress. Her long inky black hair spilling across my shoulder and her warm little body curved into my muscular body as she hid her face in my chest.. The heat of her body pulsates and spreads into mine. Feeling something move inside my chest as I hear Hope's low whispering prayer. "What.." I start to stay and stop as I see the blood and broken mutilated bodies of some of my men, unconscious, and a few gasping cries for help. "Oh my God, NO No No!!! I smell the stench of urine, rotting flesh and sickly sweet blood. Then the pain and hurt fade away...I'm seeing Mark singing to his newborn daughter with the faint scars on his face and arms while he cradles her. I see Mack throwing a football to his youngest boy while the two older ones try to tackle him. He has an eye patch over one eye but manages to evade them before his wife tackles him and the kids dog pile on them. Then I see Jeremy waiting at a big white church waiting as a pretty blonde girl in white walks towards him with tears in her eyes..and then more pictures of my men healed and happy. The guilt of not finding them quicker, their suffering at the hands of those terrorists, wasn't my fault. I had saved them and my brother. The weight of the guilt and memories of finding them tortured falls from my my mind and slips off my shoulders. Peace calms my soul and surrounds me. I smiled wide at my little Hope. With a little laugh I start smiling like crazy, my sweet Hope was saving me from the darkness encroaching on my soul. "I missed you too Hope." I honestly tell her. She falls asleep on my chest and cuddles me with her warmth. Mike comes in and laughs. "So Miss Sunshine is calming your soul, I see." he says. "yeah, if I didn't know better I would say she has a gift." I admit to Mike. "Mike. she did something to me."
--------------------Lyrics to 3 Doors Down Silence Remains runs in my head-------------
" Raph, I think she does have gifts. Haven't you noticed that she keeps up academically and physically with Eve and Ezriel. In training she is just as good as either one of the twins, and you know we are enhanced." says Mike. I answer him "I never really thought of that. She definitely is a brave little one." . "That's what dad says, he hasn't found anything more on her past then what we already know from her doctors, social workers and Casey. Dad talked to one of her foster brothers and found out how she got to Texas and something happened to her. But wouldn't say unless dad told him where Hope was." Did He tell him?" "Of course not, but he gave dad a letter and a box for Hope. Our detective hasn't found anything. Hope record wise does not exist before the age of 10 years old." projects to Mike mentally. "So she could be like us?" I project back. "Dad is worried that who ever tried to kill her thinks she is dead, but if they find out she is alive, that could endanger her." Mike says mentally. " But now she is older and can protect herself and she has all of us. I am not going to say don't worry, because I do too" I mentally tell Mike. I don't like to think of my Hope in danger. I will protect her. She and Eva are my light, my saviors and I smile. Mike laughs at me and the sleeping girl in my arms and says goodnight. And IP fall into the best sleep I've had in 5 years. I wake up to a beautiful little girl shaking me. "Hope, please let me sleep." I groggily tell her. "Us girls made breakfast, so come on. I'll give you 10 minutes to get downstairs before Eva and I jump You!"' Hope excitedly exclaims..
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