Once An Angel

::Docks::

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                 ::Sin's POV::

    I wake to my phone going off louder than what I set to ring at. The only reason I answer is cause I worry something has happened to Emmy. She's been ill for the past two weeks and seems to just he getting worse. I've always been the one to take care of her in these situations, but now that Davina is here she's been a big help.
    I have Vito and Zenith in town with one of there trusted friends, Angelino. I don't fully trust him because of what he's apart of, or used to get apart of at least. The Los Rebeldes Orgullo of MC that has done some questionable actions including ditching it's ties with the mafia and becoming allies with the Mexican cartels.
     "Daddy," a soft voice says from the door. I lift the top half of my body up on my elbows to look at my adorable daughter. Under her  eyes are red and swollen just ad her lips are. Screw the phone call. I set my phone down and gesture her over. She walks over, my shirt she's wearing as a nightgown extremely large on her.
    "Why were you crying, princess?" I ask, wiping a fresh tear from her cheek. She sniffles, trying to contain herself.
   "I-I has nightmare," she gets out.
    "What about?" I ask, pulling her up.
   "Y-you died," she says, crying more. It shatters my heart that my daughter has nightmares of me dying. She should have dreams of fairies and princesses. I've always tried my best to keep her as far from this business as possible, but it's clear it was never enough; at least until recently.
    "I'm not gonna die, darling," I say, kissing her small temple. "I'm not going anywhere." She nods, giving me a small smile. I lay her between Davina and I, turning onto my side so my tattooed arm drapes over the both of them, or at.least as much as it can. "Get some more sleep. I love you."
    "I love you too, daddy." As much as I love this moment in bed with two most important women in my life, I can't help but feel this is the calm before the storm.
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    I wake again to the sound of banging on my door. Automatically I'm irritated that someone is knocking loud on the door when Emmy and Davina are asleep. I get up, groaning rather loudly in accident.
    Me swinging the door open makes one of my many men cower back a few steps. I don't even remember his name, or even hiring him. "What do you want?" I snap, my jaw clenching.
   "I'm sorry sir, but you're needed. It's said to be urgent," he says, trying to sound confident. I nod, squeezing my eyes shut.
    "Who is it that needs me?"
    "Zenith Santiago, Vito Reign, and Angelino, sir," he tells me.
   "Okay, thank you for informing me. Please let them know I'll be down shortly in the garage."
   "Sure thing."
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     I exit the elevator and walk to the center where the guys stand in a small triangle, anxious expressions on all their faces. They look as if they've seen ghosts. They turn in my direction at the echo of my loud footsteps in the silent garage.
   "I was told I'm needed," I say.
   "We've been trying to get ahold of since six in the morning," Zenith says, his eyes wide. He has some balls on him, I respect that. He makes for a good leader, but I can tell he has obvious soft spots just as Vito does; they're suckers for their wives. I'm still yet to find Angel's weakness.
    "Well I apologise for taking care of my daughter who had nightmares of her father dying," I say. Zenith looks down, understanding my situation. It's so weird to be around the father of my daughter's older sister even though he doesn't know.
    "We're sorry, we just needed to get on this as soon as possible," He says. I look at Angel, expecting him to say something, but he doesn't. He's extremely quiet, which I'm greatful but also curious about.
    "And what is that exactly?" I ask, crossing my arms and leaning against one of my cars.
   "Angel bribed, or more so threatened, one of Peppers men. He agreed to bring us to a location where a shipment is supposed to take place and Peppers will be there," Vito explains. I look at Angel, clapping my hand on his shoulder.
   "Good job, kid," I say. He nods, finally looking at me.
   "Thank you." I'm appreciative that he doesn't call me sir. It gets annoying after so long.
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    "What a beautiful dock," I say to myself, looking into the distance. The waves are almost non-existent. Vito and Zenith walk over with a man, keeping his arms behind his back while Angel leads them over with his gun in hand, ready to for at any given moment needed. "Why hello."
   "I agreed to meet you guys, why the fuck do you have to drag me?" The man snaps. "You're all gonna cause a scene." I gesture for them to let him go. They relaese him and take their gun out and aim at him instead. Oh they're good.
    "And shipping heroine isn't?" I say. He rolls his eyes, stretching his arms our. "We're gonna a have to meet with your...leader."
    "No, that can't happen. I can't let him know I told you guys about this and his whereabouts. He'll kill me," he says. I shrug.
   "You're already dead, so why worry about that?" I ask. His expression is confused until all three of the men fire their gun at him and he falls limp to the ground. "I guess we'll just have to find him ourselves."
      We start walking around the docks, looking around every corner. Suddenly, the sound of loud voices come into earshot. Angel tries stopping me from walking in, but I shrug off his hand and walk in. Everyone stops and points their gun sin our direction. I put my hands up and laugh.
   "Quite the welcoming," I say with a smile. Peppers walks from behind one of the loading trucks. "Just the man I wanted to see."
    "Sin, for what do I owe the pleasure," he says all too politely.
   "I hate to say I'm not here for a friendly visit. You've been causing a hell of a lot of trouble," I say, stepping closer. The sound of movement from my left makes me turn. Angel shoots his gun as the other man does, Vito taking me down. "What the fuck?"
    "I had to get you down," he says through clenched teeth ad getting off me. Bullets are flying now. I live for moments like this as horrible as it sounds.
    I take my gun out and shoot from under the rolling table, aiming for ankles. "You have some balls," a deep voice says from behind me. I stand, aiming at Peppers.
    "Well hello."

AN: I'm gonna end it here until the next chapter on Christmas Eve. It will be the last chapter. I wasn't planning to cut this so short, but I don't want to write so many stories at once going into next year. Please comment, vote, and share! Believe in yourself -Vaeh