You And Me Against The World | ✅

Chapter 96

I'm waking up when I hear something vibrate. I groan and try to sit up, but Tobias holds me back. That's odd. Why didn't he wake up too? He must be exhausted. I wonder how long he stayed up last night. I reach out for the phone, which is thankfully on my nightstand and in my reach and answer it.

"Hello?" I ask. I haven't seen who the caller is.

"Tris, it's Dwayne. We've got him. We arrested Edward moments ago and we'll bring him to Candor. I'll keep you posted," he says.

"Thank you, Dwayne. Is everyone alright? Is no one injured?" I ask concerned that our people might have been injured somehow.

"Everyone's doing fine. That little bastard put up a fight, but he didn't stand a chance. He had a gun and shot Tony, but he was wearing one of the vests you insisted we wear when we go for an arrest," he says with a chuckle. "He's just bruised up, but other than that fine."

"See? And you mocked me for the vests," I say and he starts laughing.

"Gotta go. Bye."

"Bye. And thank you." We hang up and I turn around to find my husband awake. "Sorry for waking you," I say.

"It's okay. I must have been really tired for me not to hear the phone," he says rubbing his eyes. He sits up and helps me sit up as well.

"The phone was on vibrate. Anyway, that was Dwayne. They got Edward. One of Dwayne's men got shot but thankfully he was wearing a protective vest and he is fine," I tell him.

"That's good. Where do they take him? Here or Candor?" Tobias asks.

"Candor. You should call Jack and tell him, too. I need to go to the bathroom," I say and he chuckles.

"You do that, hon." I hurry into the bathroom to relieve my bladder. It seems like nowadays I have to pee more often than anything else. I decide to take a shower before heading downstairs to have breakfast. It doesn't take me long, especially since Tobias didn't join me, and I'm out in no time.

As I enter the bedroom I find the balcony door open and the bed made. Tobias must have gone downstairs. I close the balcony door, since it's cold and put some comfortable pants and a thick sweater on. I go downstairs where I find my handsome man cooking breakfast for us while talking on the phone.

"Yeah, mom. Of course I will," I hear him say. I walk to where he stands at the stove to see what he is making us, but by the smell of it it's bacon, sausages and eggs. "Sure, mom, don't worry. Mom, mom," he repeats and chuckles as Evelyn probably keeps talking and not letting him say anything. "Mom, I gotta go. Tris is here and she needs to be fed," he says and laughs a little. "Yeah, love you too. Bye," he says and hangs up with an eye roll.

"What was that all about?" I ask.

"I called mom to tell her we got Edward in custody and somehow we ended from that to you and I need to take some birthing classes at the hospital to be prepared for the delivery and whatnot. Then she went on and told me we needed to prepare a suitcase for when you get into labor and somehow she jumped in time and told me if we get Andy a bicycle we should also get him protective gear," he says with a chuckle.

"That's an awfully long way from Lamaze classes to baby's first bicycle," I say as I sit down at the island. He fills both our plates and gives me an OJ and pours himself a mug of coffee, before sitting down next to me.

"Yeah, and the worst part is, that's not the first conversation I had either with my mom or any of your parents and I'm sure there are plenty more coming," he says as he digs in.