Chapter Eleven

Five days later

Annabelle

The truck i slept in was one that i had hidden away for situations like this, it was a newer dodge the year being 2016 good millage and was one registered under a fake alias of mine. Emily was the only one who knew were i was and for the past few days i had been here and waiting. She told me that the bikers were looking for me so i spent my time here at the warehouse, sleeping in my truck and training all the while waiting. For what well for one for the pain i felt in my chest to go away, to see what the Dons next move was, to wait for my back up and to simply push myself with the wound in my leg. Emily knew i was pregnant and was doing everything she could to help since three of the five were in disposable which was why i waited after having sent the message. The punching bag swayed as i continued punching and kicking the living shit our of it i don't know if i imagined the Dons face or Reapers, the sweat running down my body and over my chest went to show how hard i was pushing my body to heal and work despite even the damage in my leg.The anger and hate i felt was there for the Don but it did not feel as half as bad the heartache i felt towards Reaper. Part of me knew he was angry and hurt and feeling helpless but it didn't excuse him from anything he had told me that day in the hospital pain or not he should of never acted like it was all on me. The blame was on us both.

My thoughts were racing when the sudden sound of the Harley filled my ears, my body moving quickly behind the truck as i grabbed the gun off the desk, turning the safety off i raised the gun upwards to the level of my eye and waited till the sound of the motorcycle turned off. Waiting i heard footsteps so it was more then one person but it was only one bike, the footsteps shuffled when Emily's voice came out.

"Bells its me."

Stepping out cautiously i looked and saw her standing next to a rather large male, his arms had beautiful colorful tattoos that made his giant muscles arms look like beautiful works of art, his hair was slightly long to his shoulders and a dark black color, he was about the same height as Reaper almost if not a foot shorter and had days worth of stubble along his chin, a Greek like nose and the most lightest brown eyes, they looked almost like caramel, he wore Reapers colors and a black muscle shirt underneath, his pants having chains crossing on the sides of his leathers, he was wearing standard biker boots.

He looked to me with a blank face before walking towards me, his hands balled into fists at his sides when he suddenly pulled me into a hug. The gesture both surprised me and scared me slightly, i was not good around any unknown man though i did remember him from the barbecue.

"Bells, this lad is the father to that little babe you said...unfortunately he lost his wife that night but you managed to save his son.."

Stiffening i felt as he pulled back, his eyes red as if he was trying to not cry.

"You saved my little boy. His mama would thank you but..she..."

"I am sorry you lost your esposa....and i am sorry i made your son a orphan..."

"You saved my son! Whatever the fuck Reaper told you its on him but in my eyes you saved the only family i fucking had left and i was able to convince Em to let me see you just to thank you."

Nodding i looked away from him as i spoke.

"He is safe then....the baby?"

"His hearing is a little damaged but he is safe and healthy thanks to you:"

"He promised to not inform Reaper where you are..." Emily said.

"Good because i dont want him too...now what do you got?"

Emily nodded and i walked past Ink who just kept starring at me.

"The costa family are holding a funeral in three days for Fransisco. Closed casket. Only family and close friends nothing big but it will be heavily armed...the bloody old man called in a few favors and now has extra fire power until the funeral and after. Is this when you plan-"

"No! I want to do it the night of the funeral...even assassins have a moral code of honor hermana."

"You plan on taking the fight to Italy? On his fucking turf?"

"He brought it on ours...Emily called a conference with the baby snakes in Italy." Emily stated.

"She leaves this afternoon to take a flight there...private flight but its one of the reasons i brought you here as well Ink."

Looking to Emily my brows pushed together but my eyes clearly gave the message of no.

"He lost his wife...he needs..."

"Cailete!"

Emily looked to me and frowned as she would shut her mouth before Ink moved to stand in front of me a little to close for comfort his hands at his sides, they were balled in fists and though he was a bit taller then me he made himself hunch as he spoke.

"I may have not loved my old lady as i should of but the one thing she gave me that was amazing was my son. I respected her and treated her the way any old man should, maybe it wast enough but i did love her. You saved my son and the Don took my wife, even if we had our differences I need this."

Looking to him for a log moment, i sighed and nodded my head.

"if you leave with me no one knows...you cannot tell Reaper....i do not need him to try and stop me and if you do, i will shoot you myself."

He gave one nod of his head and looked to Emily. "When do you leave?"

"Emily and i will be leaving at four you have three hours two since i like to head out early...make your arrangements and bring none biker clothing Ink."

After 45 minutes of them being away my cell rang and Joses name came into view, my hands quickly grabbed the cell and answered.

"Heramano estas bien?" (Brother are you okay?)

"Its not him baby girl," Reaper said as he spoke.

"Where are you?"

"None of your business,"

Watching my wrist i kept an eye on the time and exhaled being tracked didn't bother me as a matter of fact him knowing where i was wouldn't either because by the end of this phone call i would be leaving.

"Belle dont fucking play with me damn it where are you?"

"Why? Want to clue me in on how much more its my fault, want to blame more deaths on me or the fact that you do not want this baby?"

He was quiet and exhaled softly. "I fucked up i know i did and i wish i could take every fucking thing i had said that day i really do...i dont know what to say other then i am-"

"Dont say it! I cannot afford a distraction right now...if you want forgiveness then you go get it after you say 5 hail marys but do not tell me something that will throw me off my game...right now i do not need it."

"Annabelle what are you going to do? Dont fucking do anything stupid damn it."

Ignoring him i hung up the phone and smashed it on the ground when i heard the familar noise of the bike and even the engine to Emilys car.

"Ready?"

Looking to Ink my eyes widened, he had but his hair to a buzz cut, almost like a solder, he wore a long sleeve black turtle neck, blue jeans his boots and his hands were bare of the rings. His vest was still on but he looked completely different.

"whoa!"

"Bloody whoa is right....he looks normal and extremely appetizing:"

"pipe down Cornelius."

Ink laughed and shook his head when his phone suddenly rang, we froze and looked to him all knowing who it was. Holding my hand out to Ink he handed it to me without a second thought and helped Emily load the bags in the truck.

"Ink where the fuck-"

"With me...he is leaving with me..after that if he wishes to stay part of your club he can if not then he is welcome to come work with me after this job"

"Belle..."

"Dont! You do not get to fucking sound hurt after what you told me. Fuck you Creeper. My mistake was fucking thinking you actually loved me the way i love you but i was fucking wrong and you proved it that day in the hospital. For your information i am fine and will be fine so dont you fucking dare and act like your fucking hurting because Biker nothing hurt more then what you fucking did. I told you it was hard for me to open up but i did and that was a mistake and effort wasted on you. You did not want me or the baby so dont fucking act like you do now. You may have lost people that night but so did I lukas."

Hanging the phone i looked to Ink and exhaled softly before turning to Emily my hands shaking.

"Ink there i s a possibility you will not survive or even have a club when you come back home...are you ready for that?"

Ink nodded and looked to me and then to Emily.

"Killing your father and helping put that family in the ground like i had to do mine is worth it even if i lose them besides if i do loose them i will have you and Emily....and my son."

Without another word we all got into the truck and pulled away, me leaving a will leaving everything to Rosie along with a list of instructions for Jose, Emily doing the same as was the same for Ink we left behind things for our families and wills in case we never made it back home to the loved ones we had left and for me even though i loved Reaper i would not let my feelings get to me anymore.

We boarded the black sleek jet and watched as the jet prepared its self to take off, sitting myself across from Ink i watched as he pulled the seat belt securely on before we even started moving. His big hands gripping onto the seats arm rests, moving towards him i handed him a small bottle of whiskey.

"Here before you pass out."

He took the bottle and drank from it and as soon as we began to take off and feel the slight terbulance before the plane its self settled the pilot door opened. Raising my head i looked to the male who approached us, tears came to my eyes when i saw him. My heart racing as i stood and hugged him tightly, my arms wrapping around his neck even as i tip toed, the tears falling without my control.

"Your alive:"

Ronaldo laughed and moved his hands up and down my back. "Its going to take lot ore then a small bullet to put me out of commission Bells.....There was also no way in hell i was going to miss in on killing Leon Costa."

"Thats bloody true the damn bloke woke when we were moving him with the others to safe house, he practically ran out in his knickers." Emily stated as she moved to give him her own hug.

"Reptillia i see your a smart ass as ever...who is this?" He asked looking to a very nervous Ink.

"Ink, he is the father to the baby that Emily saved...his wife was killed at the party that night."

"Revenge huh? You are here but if you do this i need you level headed not emotional."

Ink nodded his head frantically as he gripped the arm rests

"How does one giant specimen of a man be afraid of heights but not a bike."

"For one we are caged thousands of miles up in the sky....on ground my ass is more likely to become a skid mark or road kill but in the air...if this bitch crashes bye bye open casket"

Emily and Ronaldo laughed and shook there heads but for me i wasn't exactly as humorous as everyone else they could tell however that my head was i the game.