Contract Killers (Multiship)

Chapter 19 - Ghost of C.Q.

Esta es mi gato
Su nombre es Vita
(This is my cat)
(Her name is Vita)

Reaper's POV

I woke up to the sound of birds singing in the morning light. I dislike it.

I got out of bed and went to grab my cloak. But my hand only grabbed air.

'Where is it?'

I started freaking out but then I remembered that I left it with Diana. I got up and stretched, hearing a few delightful pops. I never bothered to change last night so I was still in my clothes that weren't completed without my cloak.

I exited my apartment and entered Diana's. She was still sleeping on the couch. Ragnor lifted his head and looked at me. I put my index finger over my mouth.

I reached out and grabbed my favorite cloth.

Today was going to be a productive one but I wanted to visit Geno first.

(Time Skip)

I knocked on the door. I wanted to be polite this time.

Geno opened the door and saw me. He slammed the door in my face. I sighed and knocked again. This time Fresh answered.

Me: I need to see Geno.

Fresh: He doesn't want to see you. He hates you dawg.

Me: I know.

I start pushing past him.

Fresh: No I mean, like he actually wants you dead.

He stopped talking in his normal voice. He was being serious.

Geno came up behind and pushed past him. He glared at me with an unknown emotion. Something I've never seen him make before.

Geno: Fresh, go to your room. Reaper and I need to talk.

He nodded to went up the stairs. Geno grabbed my arm and dragged me into the living room. I sat on the couch while he took something out of a nearby drawer. The object looked like a pen. He shoved it into my hands.

Geno: What is that?

Me: A.... pen? No, a..... pregnancy test.

Geno: What does it say?

I looked closer.

'Positive'

Me: You're pregnant?!

Geno: Yes. And it's fucking yours. I'll have to quit my job because of you. How will I be able to take care of Fresh?! Now I have to worry about being a mother.

He was flipping his shit. He was freaking the fuck out to where it almost annoyed me. I sighed, tossed the test onto the couch and stood up. I grabbed him by the collar and kissed him. I was able to calm him down. I held him close and whispered to him.

Me: I'll take care of you and the child. I'm not going to run away. I can't anyway, you have my heart.

He hugged me back and started crying. We stayed like that, standing in the middle of the living room, embracing each other. He cried until he became tired and slowly started falling asleep. I picked him up and headed towards his room. I stopped when I saw Fresh sitting on the bottom step of the stairs.