Handling a few attackers. I quickly ordered all my men to retreat, it was no point fighting having an audience.
Did that gain us any positive results?
No one will be benefited.
My men are dying for no solid reason. I'll get back to this
I had less burden because My Zenovia was safe. But she cannot see all this blood on me. She will panic. I can imagine in what state she must be in right now probably worn out and Passed out in Exhaustion.
So I prefer better to visit my clinic first. Then showing up with Victory in hand.
The doctor washed up and dressed me wrapping around the bandage around my left forearm and right bicep cleaned all my Blood Stained hands. He didn't ask how? Or why? eyes fixed only on the injuries Understanding All over written his features but he didn't voiced it, he knew better.
A bullet missed with a dodge, my right bicep and left forearm used in Blocking kicks and pricking punches. My body gave out every attack I've been Through.
"Does it hurt?" For everytime I visited here, he always have this question, and by now he must be familiar with my only answer, yet he always asks this nonetheless,
"A little." An unpressured intensity is always present my gravely calm voice, and strangely every person gets it. Like right now.
He was Done by then, he prescribed me some medicines. The very reasonable advice for me to rest. That can wait. I thanked him like always. He smiled Sympathetic yet contented like always I took my leave then.
"Did you find out about the attackers?" Once in Sedan, I started.
"They weren't thugs or from around streets since they had one Patterned similar uniforms I suspect they were sent by one closely acquainted family." Claude shared his views, which were very obvious.
Glen rather tense said the only thing we all suspected.
"Must be only one! None other than Notario family have a reason to stand against us."
I added my doubts, too. "They were probably behind zenovia, Most of the attacks were directed only to her and after she was gone.
A few tailed behind her. I'm sure the appointed troop have efficiently put them in place." I say proud.
The Mastermind need to be taught a lesson, I lost my men. Since the medicine is drugged with sleeping effect. He was speeding up. I'm most likely to fall asleep anytime now.
Zenovia must be thinking about me too.
Playing zenovia, what we could be doing now if we both were rather civilians with a house in the middle of grassed plains and animals, with a car for work. And countless nights to spend together and a carefree Future to plan. My lids growing heavy.
Trees have stopped appearing, the dessert had started, along the road, the window was up close, we are cool when it's burning outside. I could see my abandoned lookalike compound and nearing iron gates, behind which there are more checkpoints than anyone can notice, Pity, no one should pay attention to those details, because if they caught it, they'd be dead that second. That's why one should not try to dive in deep into the unknown.
If you're scared, you're good, you try adventure, you're dead. Best policy to follow here.
I snorted. Look at my irony, here I was moments ago dreaming a peaceful day for once. Drugs effect!
Smell of gunpowder and metallic taste of blood, that satisfying odour mixed with tortured screams, sound of metal against metal, iron and the feeling of countless cuts on your skin in places never thought before, almost numbing, stimulating. This is my reality!
Involuntary the corners of my mouth lifted in a dreamy smile earning me clause's confused look. Glen is focused on road. I ignored that.
I opened my door before anyone else could, I am in a hurry, I have to run to my queen.
Upon reaching the safe house, which I think we can leave now but living a night or two here wouldn't do us wrong. I want her to be safe and regarding her I don't want any complications.
Yep, I guess right. When I stepped inside She was laying down on the ground beside the couch. I wondered if she fell off the couch or she chose to be to embrace the coldness. I approached soft-footed So as to not wake her up.
Her eyebrows pinched together, she was troubled, her breathings heavy. But the next second her features relaxed, I bent down to my haunches, dry tears imprinted those Rosy cheeks I caressed next. A stuttering breath escaped my lungs, I retreat my hand, such a solemn soul, I can't touch her. I killed countless men, today more added to the counting, I can't prevent Sin, preserve you by eliminating others. I brought closer my palm, callous it was, fingers moulded according to gun, the finger which is use to pressing the trigger has a slight dip. Sleep is getting to me. Still, I can't leave her there.
My hands were wrapped up with good deal of bandages, I picked her up, She weights nothing, but she doesn't need to know that, It's irrelevant. Tucking her in the bed, I head it for the bathroom.
I remembered being advised not to let the water touch the wounds So Instead I Wiped my body off with wet cloth.
Everything done now, I wasn't smelling like Hospital's disinfectants. I don't want her to wake up beside me thinking I ended up in hospital. She needs Good Vibes and good smell. And I have to be the reason of that. I will not waste a single chance with her. Smirking to myself I left the bathroom.
The compound was not meant for rest, and that's why the setting was pretty basic thus lacked luxury.
My line of sight quickly followed the fridge because I was hungry of course and my beauty would be too after she gets up. I better prepare something for both of us to feast on. If I am completed and she still doesn't wakes up, I'll gently slide beside her, and watch her until she wakes up from the whiff of delicious food.
Rattling of Utensils might not wake zenovia up because the walls are soundproof.
I hope she likes what I had prepare for her. I am already imagining how her face will glow and eyes will shine in awe of my skilled hands and then I'll show her how capable these fingers are when I'm doing her.
But soon I was feeling nauseous, the drug! It is masking my pain but forcing me to sleep too.
I didn't give up, the Omelette and salad is near done. Just dessert and I promise I'll go to bed.
I have it all memorized. Zenovia loves icecream and searching the fridge I found strawberry flavoured ones, though she likes chocolate ones but it should do. Mobilizing my men will alert the enemy, well buy her preferred icecream some other day.
"You're back? Callen?" She whispers, pain coating her voice.
