When We Rise(Completed)

~Saving Kerri, Those Who Must Stay~

~Kerris' POV~

It's been two weeks since I was brought back to Ireland and since then life has been a living fucking hell. Jimmy went back on our deal that first night, my mom was staying with Serenity and Da when he went to their house, Da was at the club and Serenity and my mom were at the house. Serenity was trying to console her but apparently they broke in and beat the fuck out of Serenity bringing my mom to the plane. It was then that we took off and I knew that hell was coming to the earth that I was just starting to love again. I know Da is pissed, and I know he and Kip are planning to come get me, I just hope they do it soon. The only good thing that came of this is that since Jimmy has a claim on my mom and I his goons can't touch me. However that doesn't stop him, my wrists are bruised and I'm pretty sure that after everything he's done to me the chances of Kip ever wanting me again, or even having kids is long gone.

~Kips' POV~

I woke up today knowing that today's the day that Serenity, Chibs, and I go to get Kerri, today's the day we end Jimmy. Serenity was pretty fucked that night sadly her gun was on the table too far out of reach so she couldn't protect herself. When Chibs got home the door had been kicked in, Fiona was gone and Serenity was lying beaten and knocked out on the floor in the kitchen. There was a knife not far from her but these IRA fuckers are pretty bad ass at hand to hand, she had no chance without her gun. Luckily though she's well enough to come with us to get Kerri and Fiona back, I miss my wife. I barely had her and I miss her, she's everything to me, I know that if anything happened to her someone is going to die a very slow, fucked up death. I know Chibs feels the same, he misses her just as much if not more than I, I mean she's his daughter, I'd kill someone if they touch my daughter.

~Nity's POV~

I woke up today to see most of my bruises gone, and for that I was so happy, however I can't help but feel that this is all my fault. I should've protected her better, I should've made one or two of the guys come back with me, but I didn't think about it. I figured I could take care of her and myself, and I was wrong, I just want Kerri and Fiona back and safe. I know it's weird for me to be worried about my husband's ex-wife but she's Kerris' mom, and I love Kerri, can't have one without the other. I was pulled from my thoughts by the bedroom door opening and Chibs walking in, he was already dressed and looked different. Since everything happened he's been angry, and depressed, he's back to not being around Elora which sucks for her because she loves him so much. I mean he's her dad of course she's going to love him, however him being like this is killing her. I sat up on my elbows giving him a small sad smile as he came over giving me a small kiss before pulling away.

"Kip and I are going today, I want you to stay here."

I looked at him like he was crazy before getting out of bed and looking for my clothes for today shaking my head.

"Well I'm sorry to burst your bubble, but that's not happening, I already talked to Kip, I'm going and you aren't going to stop me."

He sighed, shaking his head.

"Damn-it Nity, who's going to take care of Elora, she needs her mom."

"No, she needs her dad, but he's not here, her dad needs me, so guess what? She has a god mom, Crystal's just as capable as anyone else, I already talked to her, this is happening. I love you Chibs, but I never let you tell me what to do before, it's not going to start now."

He shook his head and I got dressed pulling on a pair of leather leggings, with a long sleeve white shirt, ankle high leather high heeled boots, with a scarf. I grabbed one of my many leather cuts before grabbing my guns, putting them in the inner pocket of my jacket. I also hid knives in my bag before putting my hair up in a messy bun and doing a quick layer of black eyeliner and some mascara. I met up with Chibs and Sac downstairs before we all headed out on our cycles going to Ireland to get back a piece of our hearts that was stolen from us.