Call Me Master Mr President (MxM)

EIGHT

Dylan's POV

Days had gone by now since Ezekiel had left for his mission that dad hasn't yet told me about....Usually that would be OK if we were hunting a big mafia Lord or gangster leader but then we'd be two if not all of us on the mission so this one must be different if he Ezekiel is not yet even done with it. This is precisely why I was the one supposed to go in his place.

I've been beating myself up this whole time about why my father didn't consider me like always and thinking of how I'll kill Ezekiel since i never want to see his face ever again and forgot all about fun things I could do.

"Why don't I just go horse back riding" I thought to myself. At the mansion there were stables and  horses so I went down to the stables.

I went straight to my horse because its the one I'd been riding since I was kinda young...it was white with a black tail and his left ear was black as well.

"Hey there buddy...wanna go for a ride?" I talked to my horse that was just making noises although I am pretty sure he understood what I was saying.

"Like father like son" I heard my fathers voice from a distance and I turned around to look at him while I was still peting my horse.

"What are you doing down here?" I asked

"Just like you...I feel like riding today... Unless you're here to just talk to your horse like you always have" he said then laughed and I laughed with him.

I got on my horse...
"Race you back" I said then hit my horse and we were off. This actually felt good knowing that I'm bonding with my father again but it doesn't mean that I forgive him for what he did.

My head was clouded with mixed feelings about my father I barely heard him get past me.

"Try to keep up" he said and sped off and I tried as well to catch up with him.

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After a long ride we were back at the stables and putting back the horses.

"I know you didn't like the idea of me choosing Ezekiel over you" he piped up.

"You've just noticed...guess its good you have anyways" I replied with a mock in my voice.

"Dylan you know I love you so much but you have been on even greater missions than all your siblings because I trust you a lot"

I kept quiet for sometime then asked the obvious

"Which mission did you send him on?"

"He's going to kill the President of USA" he replied calmly like that wasn't a big deal the hell is wrong with this guy...and he says I've been on greater missions... This was supposed to be miiine

"And you thought he was the best man for this?" I asked

"I don't know maybe...maybe not but you know that you in particular I trained you not to think twice about your kills. I don't think I wanted this but I had to do it for someone close to me"

"What is that supposed to mean?"

"It means that if I'd sent you on that mission the president would be dead by now and you'd be dead with him as well...and I can't risk that"

"Oh so you're sacrificing Ezekiel" a smile appeared on my face. Just to think that he is going to die just how I like it and it will not even be my fault but my dear father's... Clever

"Actually no..the reason I sent Ezekiel is because he knows how to calculate some stuff well so he won't die...probably" he said and a sadness appeared on his face. He loves him that much huh

"So let me get this straight... I'm your killing machine and he's the lovey Davy or whatever...and you sent him to kill a president?"

"See...this is what I was telling you...oh and you're not a killing machine... You're my son" at that he walked back to the house.

"We'll see about that old man"

O'Brien POV

After the talk I had with Dylan...I realized I surely might have made a mistake having chosen Ezekiel for this mission although I didn't really mind the time. I got my phone out of my pocket to call him and see how the mission is going.

"I thought you were never going to check on me" he said immediately he picked up the phone

"It feels like I sent you on vacation Ezekiel" I replied now feeling mad that he might be taking this mission for a joke.

"Father I'm working..."

"Well you're not working fast enough Ezekiel..." I interrupted him..."give me something I can use ....seems I have to do this myself" I continued.

"We'll be at the pentagon tomorrow at around eleven in the morning" he said after hesitating and I know Ezekiel too well. Something must be holding him back from getting this mission done.

"Good now make sure you're in the same car as he is. My men will create a decoy for you and then you'll execute... Shouldn't be that hard" then I ended the call.

I had men working for me almost everywhere all over the world and so obviously I did have people in the USA. I made some calls and got everything arranged for tomorrow.