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Castael

Max

24 hours. That's how long id given my son, and so I sat. And so I waited. There was nothing but anger breeding inside me, Evangeline, like my own, no. Not like my own, my own daughter had been shot and if not by his own hand but by someone on his word. The diner was small, no one here but truckers stopping for coffee and pancakes mid shift surrounded me, that and the smell of bleach and oil. It wasn't the most pleasant of places but that's exactly why I'd chosen here,
"Can I get you a coffee sir?" A young red haired waitress had appeared by my table, her thick southern accent making it abundantly clear she wasn't from around here, flashing her a small smile I pulled out my wallet and handed her a fifty.
"Can you leave the pot? I'll need some privacy," Quickly pocketing the Bill she nodded and immediately left. I wasn't sure why I needed privacy, I didn't really expect him to come.

   Glancing at my watch, he was now twenty minutes late. I'd give him another ten and then I was going to Eves side. She needed me more than him.
"Dad?" My eyes shot up to see a shadow of my son.
"Sit," his grey hoody pulled up over his head, his face withdrawn, his green eyes darker than I had ever seen. "Take down the hood,"
"No," he barked,
"Take it down," I snapped banging my hand on the table causing the remaining two tables of people to glance over, he did as he was told.
"How is...?"
"Eve?" I cut him off, "she's alive. What the hell were you thinking you stupid boy," his face cringed at the words, this wasn't my son.
"I loved her,"
"You didn't," I spat, "when she left you didn't bat an eyelid," I whispered as best I could not letting my anger overtake me and cause a scene. "You never loved her Cas, she was a trophy for you, a petite pretty blonde on your arm made you look good, you fucking shot her," I clamped my teeth together stopping the words becoming louder.
"She left me,"
"She made a mistake,"
"She's had his kids! All fucking five of them, what is he some sort of baby making god?" The scowl on his face told me all I needed to know. He was jealous.

22 months ago

Castael

"I've got a deal you do not want to miss out on," Alix hissed down the phone, I sat at my bedroom window joint in hand. How could she fucking do this to me? My mother had left once the babies were born, his babies. She'd asked me to come but she didn't realise my life was here. Why the fuck did she have to fly over there? Why the hell did she stay?
"Hit me," I cooed inhaling the smoke deeply, feeling my body relax into something I could cope with.
"Two point five, over the border into Miami,"
"Miami?" Damn it. That's where they were.
"Problem?"
"Not at all, price?"
"Six point two, if you make it." I laughed, didn't he realise that since I wasn't smart enough to get into the medical school I'd gotten damn good at being a 'courier'
"I'll make it, text me the details." I clicked the phone off and threw the joint from the window flopping back onto my bed. Well Evangeline I'm coming to Miami, you ready for me?

Max

"You've two choices," he finally looked up at me. I saw Grayson. The two were almost perfectly identical except Gray slightly better guilt due to Cas being a career mind and Gray spending most of his time in the gym. The deep green eyes staring into mine, he was scared. But I knew what had to happen. "In fact I'm sorry son but there's only one option here,"
I clicked at my phone and almost immediately heard the sirens surround the diner. His eyes widened as my heart shattered. He was too dangerous, he shot a woman.
"Dad, what have you done?"
"You almost took a mother away from three boys,"
"You'll never prove it was me," placing my phone on the table I pressed play. The recording of his voice was enough to send him over the edge, grabbing the mini jukebox from the table he launched it over the diner towards the window only mere seconds before police race through the doors, pinning my son,
"I'm so sorry Cas," I hadn't realised but seeing my son in so much pain, tears had started to pour down my cheeks. My good boy, he was the good one, the doctor. He had everything.
"I hate you!" He spat at me scowling as they pulled him up and dragged him out. My head in my hands I sobbed again. I prayed Suzie would feel I made the right decision.