Devoted To You

seventeen

"Dedicated To The One I Love" -The Mamas & The Papas

     Adam was quick to speed walk, almost jog, the necessary path to Bo's padded cell. He didn't know what to think besides getting Bo the hell out of there and getting to the cabin to start the search for Wendy. 

    He had passed the number of armed guards when inside the building, none of them even blinked towards Murphy. His blood pumped and his heart wildly fluttered in his chest, his stomach doing flips all the while, the boots he stole from Bo, were slapping against the linoleum flooring. 

     His cell was not far off, the planning of what he was to do once he got Bo out was taking up all the space in his brain. Adam hardly noticed when he punched in the code into the keypad and Bo's cell door buzzed open. 

     Adam looked for the two guards who were supposed to stand guard and, coincidently, found them at the end of the hall, each with a cup of coffee in their hands. They had left and gone on break without replacing Bo's guards. 

     Big mistake. 

    "You're bein' moved, rogue," Adam smirked.

    Bo was sitting in the center of the white padded cell, blonde hair wild, and his knees up to his chin as he rocked back and forth. Bo turned and smiled back at Adam, sarcastically saying, "Gosh darn it, again?"

     Bo stood and made haste towards his brother-in-law as Adam eyed him, "I've been gone barely an hour and I find you lookin' like you've been in there for years. You're such a drama queen."

     "What can I say?" Bo mumbled solemnly, "Prison changes a man."

    Both wolf's heads snapped to the left when one of the guards noticed them, specifically Bo out of the cell with a chipper smile, yelling at them both to stop where they stood.

     Before Adam could even move they started running down the long hall. Adam made a quick move to remove Bo's cuffs with the key in his jean pocket, hissing from the silver medal as it burned at both their skin. 

     "You get the left and I'll get the right," Adam mumbled down at him.

     Bo made a whining sound, "Ugh, what if I wanted to take on the right one!"

    Adam rolled his eyes before running to one of the soldiers, instantly ducking from his flying fist before Adam kicked a foot out, sending the soldier tumbling down. Bo pulled on the other man's dark hair, bringing the tall man closer to his height before jamming a knee up into his jaw.

    The man scrambling after Adam Murphy was no match for him. Adam used to train the lower ranks when, on the rare occasion, he found himself back on Colorado pack soil. Every technique and move the soldier played out, Adam saw it coming a mile away.

    When he went to elbow Adam in the stomach, Adam had grabbed onto his bicep, yanking his arm as hard as he could, using the man's own strength against him, to have him flying past Adam and falling on his face.

     When down, Adam was able to land punch after punch to the soldier's face until he was finally unconscious. Bo seemed to be struggling with the other guard so after catching his breath, Adam stood to his full height of six-feet and five-inches, stomping his way to the other soldier before placing a hand on his shoulder, turning him around, and sending his fist through his cheek.

    Where the man instantly knocked out, landing on his ass.

    A moment of silence passed between both Adam and Bo before Bo shrugged, "I almost had him."