Prompt #9

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Prompt #9: Bounty hunter visits about an old friend

Pairing: JeRyan <3

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Jerome's PoV:

We had just finished dinner, and Amelia was helping me with the dishes. She was in charge of drying the dishes, and stacking them on the counter, because her nine-year self couldn't quite reach the upper cabinets.

Ryan was in the other room with Lucas, playing a game. There was a knock at the front door, and I heard a high pitched, 'I'll get it!' from Lucas.

"Dad! Daddy! It's for you two!" He called, and I frowned, wondering who it could be.

"Here, come into the dining room where we can all talk." I heard Ryan say, and he came into the kitchen with a man dressed in a suit.

"Amelia, Lucas, go up to your rooms and play." I shoo-ed them off, wiping my hands off on a dry rag.

"Mr. and...Mr. McNulty?" The man questioned as Ryan sat them down at the table. "Speaking." He said.

"I'm Isaac Martin, a bounty hunter." He said, and my eyes widened. What does he want? Ryan voiced my thoughts.

"Well, I'm on the hunt for someone, and my sources tell me you two used to be friends with the fellow. Does the name 'Mitchell Donald Ralph Hughes' ring any bells?" I froze, and gasped.

"Mitch?! What has he done!" I bit my finger, worried.

"Well he's wanted on three counts of robbery. Do either of you know his whereabouts?" We both shook our heads.

"It's been about six years now. About a month after we adopted the twins, he just stopped answering calls, and texts. We didn't know what to do, but after awhile, we got over it." Ryan said, looking away. I went over and held his hand, squeezing his fingers gently.

"I see..." Isaac said. "Do you have any idea where he could be?" I thought about it.

"If I remember correctly, the last house he lived in was the lake house he bought from his grandparents in Pennsylvania. If not there, try his parent's house in Montreal." I pondered aloud.

"Thank you very much for your time, you two. Sorry to have inconvenienced your evening." He stood up, and Ryan led him to the door. When he left, he came back to the kitchen and hugged me.

"I can't believe it." I murmured into his shoulder, tears pricking my eyes.

"It'll be alright love." He whispered, smoothing down my hair, and kissing my temple.

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Aaaaand there's the last of my laptop access until after father's day...but yeah. I love being a butt to Mitch <3 chapitre neuf a fini

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