Rumour Has It ( Savage MC Book One)

chapter twenty five- Hickery Dickery Dock the mouse ran up the clock

Millie
"I think you should fuck him, just saying" Aine held up her hands in innocence.
"Stop that would make things.." I said.
"Feel really fucking good? Babe I know boys and Pin has got it going on, guaranteed knows what he's doing" Aine winked.
"I was going to say complicated" I said dryly giving her a bland look. It was Friday and Cut was taking Fiachra and Jessica away for the weekend. I tried not to let that get to me and although it wasnt working I was great at pretending it was.
"I don't know, personally, I think Pin would be really really good for you" she grinned cheekily at me and I threw the dish cloth at her in response. We were in the bar, it wasn't opening for another hour or so but I was in early to check everything and Aine decided to join.
"I don't know Aine it's been a long time" I said back honestly.
"Hey not my fault I tried time and time again to hook you up, you kept saying no" she replied back.
"I know I know. But in all fairness I worry about where I would be with some of the men you chose" I laughed messing.
"Hey now, mob people are good people...at times" she laughed good natured.
Turning to the bar I reached high to grab the whiskey and heard the door of the bar open behind me to our right.
"Sorry were not open yet, come back in an hour" I said without turning, stretching high to reach the bottle.
"Millie." Aine voice, or more her tone of voice, took my attention from the bottle and I turned to look at her. She was froze still, body turned to face the door, her back was rod straight and her hand clenched the side of the bar until her fingers were white. Following her gaze I froze solid too.
Jonathan stood just inside the door with it closed at his back. A blank expression on his face as he looked on at us.
"Ladies" he said, voice not faltering at all, he spoke as if he was being gentlemanly to a few older women and not pointing a loaded gun at two women he had once lived with.
"Jonathan....what are you-" I started in alarm and my voice completely transformed him. His face twisted ugly as he took a threatening step forward, shaking his gun at me.
"Shut it, bitch. I ask the questions and only I talk get me?" He snapped and I nodded briskly.
"Good. So this is what's going to happen. Out back three steps to your left of the back door is a van. You're going to get in it with no problems or I'm blowing a bullet through one of your heads, get me?" He looked calmly between us. " and don't lie, I know when you lie" he warned. I nodded my head, throat dry as sandpaper. He smiled creepily.
"Good" he mumbled and moved his gun to Aine. I didnt even have time to process what happpened next. A loud bang shot through the room, Aines entire body jerked and with a short scream she fell to the floor. She continued to moan and cry out in agony from the floor.
"AINE!"
I felt my throat close entirely, running around the counter I dropped down beside her looking at the damage.
"It's clean through, you stop the bleeding as much as possible and keep infection out she should live. Now to the car Millie or we'll leave Aine here wih a few more holes in her" grabbing my ponytails he dragged me to my feet and did he same with Aine. There was nothing I could do but listen. Tied up and thrown into the back of a van it was all I could do not to throw up.
"Aine please please talk to me. It's straight through the tissue of your leg ok? No major organs or blood vessels were hit. I'm going to stop it ok? Just please keep pressure on it?" I begged her from behind my blindfold. I could hear her crying, each breath shaken as it entered and exited her body.
"Ok Mill" she whispered brokenly. Suddenly the car swerved around a bend and at the speed Jonathan was driving it threw us both across the back of the van, slamming me into the door, Aine slamming into me, my head cracking back against the doorframe and I was out like a light.

Cut p.o.v
"I'm just telling you how it is" Fiachra said shrugging his shoulders.
"Oh yeah?" I laughed. He was so much of his aunt Aine and Mom I was damn shocked by it.
"Harry Potter is a way of life, Dad. It just is" he said like he was stating a fact. I knew for definite this was Aine and Millie's doing, they would have drilled Harry Potter into any of their children from a young age, they always vow that they would.
"I never got that obsession" Jess offered her opinion from the far chair on the deck that was angled to face the sun.
Fiachra stared blankly at her for a full minute before looking me straight in the eye.
"Muggle" he whispered shaking his head and I couldn't stop the roar of laughter that clawed it's way up my throat.
"What?" Jess asked having not heard Fiachra.
"Nothing" Fiachra smiled at her, innocent as a dog. From inside my phone rang and I left the two to battle it out.
Looking at the screen I saw it was Buck.
"What's up?" I asked easily.
"Brother" His voiced stopped everything. The chattered outside faded into nothing, my stomach knotted into a tight knot and I felt the sudden weight of the world on me.
"What?" I snapped sharply.
" Don't know how it happened. No one even knew until we get a call saying the bar hadn't opened yet" Buck said lightly and I felt my stomach drop, completely bottom out.
"Didn't know how what had happened?" I said low.
" Millie and Aine, they're gone. Cctv shows Jonathan paid a visit and took them out the back of the bar. Left in a van" Buck was in a zone, stating facts.
" I'm coming down" I said straight away.
"Not all, brother" he said.
"What else?" I growled, not comfortable with the emotions running through me.
" he shot Aine. Clean shot, through he leg but she'll need a hospital" he said lightly. Fuck. Just fuck.
"Hang up so I can get in my fucking car. Layla mind Fiachra?" I asked.
"Course brother see you soon " he hung up and I swiftly made my way outside.
"Bud" I said and watched both Jess and Fiachra jump at my tone.
"Into the car both of you now. We need to get going, somethings come up" as Fiachra got into the truck I gave Jess the low down, letting her know she'd be staying with Layla, helping mind the kids.
"What's going on?" Fiachra asked as we drove home, faster than was legal. Catching his eye in the mirror I gave him honesty.
"You're Mom doesn't lie to you so I don't want to either. But it's not good, Kid, so you need to decide whether you can deal with it or not." He kept eye contact with me as the minutes spread into one another.
"Tell me" he said jotting his chin out and I once again was reminded how much I needed to thank Millie for raising our son to be a brave man who is beyond brilliant.
"Your mom and aunt Aine have been taken by Jonathan. They were in the bar and he came in. He wasn't long gone with them before someone noticed okay, Kid? " I watched his face, taking in all the emotions that passed across it, trying to take dominance over one another in his body. Fear won.
"But...where..." he wheezed roughing.
"I'll bring them home" I said firmly looking him in the eye.
"But..." His gaze was completely unfocused.
"Fiachra", I called waiting until I had his attention, "I'll bring them home" I said again.
"He's mean to her! He isn't a nice man, he had beady eyes and I don't-he and ...but - I -he's mean to her!" He said frantically, his eyes begging me.
"Hey. I need you to keep it together for me here ok? I'm going to go get them and bring them home safe and while I'm gone I need you to keep Layla and Jess and the other children safe. Can you do that Bud?" He had stopped moving and was staring at me.
" I got it, Dad. I'll keep them safe" he whispered.
Focusing back on the road I drove the hour in agony. I was in agony because as the minutes ticked by I knew with certainty that was another minute Millie was in that fucker presence and this time, if we didn't get our asses together and find out where he took them, after Jonathan is through with her, Millie may not need a hospital at all.
"It's us against the world" Fiachra said from the back seat, a phrase that was clearly something important about him, Millie and Aine, his words kicking off an ache in my soul because I knew I could not stand the thought of him not having them.
It was starting to dawn on me as I drove a long dark road home, that I didn't think I could live without them either.
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