Drake stood across the room and watched Sam sweat and bite her bottom lip, trying not to cuss the Physical Therapist. This was her second day and she was already hurting. She was sore from her first day, but she had refused the pain medication the nurse had offered her."Samantha, I want you to try to raise your arm as much as possible. I'll help. You tell me when it's too much." The therapist was a tiny little slip of a girl. She might be 5 foot even, and weigh 90 pounds soaking wet. But she was good at what she did. She knew Sam had just about to her quitting point."Samantha, I don't want you to push yourself too hard, but you do need to push some." Melissa knew that Sam was in pain and why. "I'm going to put my hand under your tricep and help you. You tell me when it's uncomfortable."
Samantha moved gingerly. She was so very sore and in a lot of pain. The drive to Drake's home after her injection had passed in a blur. She had stayed asleep while he had gone through the drive-thru at the pharmacy and gotten her prescriptions filled. He had even called Vulcan's wife, Francesca and asked her to do some grocery shopping for him. She had met them at his home. She had been carried in so carefully that you would have thought she was made of the most valuable spun glass.Dr. Harrington had given him strict instructions on her care. The prescriptions had been a muscle relaxer, a strong pain medicine and an antibiotic. She knew that Drake would want her to take the pain meds, something she wasn't to thrilled with. However, when the pain had been so bad earlier, she had actually welcomed the oblivion that the medication had provided.
Sam was hanging up the phone when she turned to him with a grimace on her face. Drake had to fight not to laugh, because he knew she wasn't happy with the news she had received."What is it, sweetheart? What did the Physical Therapist say?" He asked."She will be coming here three days a week. I was hoping that when I left the hospital, I would be done with that little demon." Drake couldn't hold his laughter anymore."Stop laughing you ass! She's terrible. She's smaller than me, and twice as ornery."Drake continued to laugh until he was able to control himself. "Sam baby, the only reason you don't like her is because you two are just alike. You are both bossy and like to be in control. And right
Sam sat back and watched as the men of the club roared their agreement, while the women clapped. Leaning down, Drake kissed her on the cheek as Francesca and Lucy appeared at her side. They helped her stand and led her to the kitchen. It was Saturday and they always had a family style dinner. The men would use the massive grills out back and the women would make the fixings in the kitchen.Two hours later, then men come out of church. Many looked positively grim. Some looked like they had seen a ghost and some of them just had a blank look on their face. It was the bland, blank look that frightened her the most. Having seen enough, she went in search of Drake.When she found him, he was using the grills with the help of Bill and Vulcan. Seeing her heading towards them, he handed the tongs in his hand to one of the guys and wa
Samantha watched in horror as the projectile left the chamber and headed straight at Drake. But at the last minute somehow he dove out of the way. Never without his .357 Sig, Drake raised it and fired. It hit the man in the knee, causing him to scream out and fall to the ground, dropping the grenade launcher.Vulcan ran over and picked it up and pointed it at the Senator's man, causing him to turn white. Bill and a few of the other guys walked over to where he was on the ground and picked him up roughly, making him scream when he tried to stand on his injured knee.Samantha was suddenly made aware of how tight she was holding the baby when she started crying and squirming. Leaning down, and in a shaky voice, Sam began to softly speak and coo to the precious little girl. The quiet reassurance seemed to calm her despite all of
Drake hurried up the stairs to his room where Sam and the Isabella waited. He had finally remembered the baby's name when he was going to get information. When he entered the room Lucy immediately met him at the door with a finger on her lips, indicating for him to be silent. She then pointed over to his bed. There were his girls, fast asleep. Sam lay with Isabella snuggled up into her abdomen and her hand resting on the baby's stomach.Drake quietly thanked Lucy and Francesca and hustled them out of the room. He walked over to the foot and just watched his girls sleep. The peace that settled into his heart was alien to him. It wasn't that he unfamiliar with peace. Just this particular peace that invaded his heart was new to him. It was like someone had gift wrapped the world just for him.Samantha, as if a
Drake, Vulcan, Iron and the others watched from the open door of the helicopter as they passed by the Senator's compound. It was maybe two acres, small really. But surrounded by a high block wall topped with razor wire and security cameras every few feet. Getting in undetected was an impossibility. As the helicopter landed it was quickly decided to take the compound by surprise. A plan was quickly formulated and executed with the military precision of the men in the club.Drake led the group of twenty or so men, armed with knives, grenades, explosives, and weapons, to the edge of the clearing. The Senator was definitely a cagey customer. He wanted to see who was approaching from at least 100 yards out. The only way this would succeed is if every one did their job with perfect timing. He touched his ear piece and spoke, "Alright men. Get ready. Is every one in position?" The
Drake took Isabella from Samantha so she could go pee. Isabella looked up at him with her big eyes so serious, as if measure him. She must have thought me worthy, because she smiled at him and cooed. Drake felt his heart melt."Yo man. Your creds are fading. That little baby has you wrapped around her little finger." Drake looked over to where Vulcan stood and smirked at him."Yeah, like you have any room to talk. I saw you with all of your kids when they were small. You were whipped. Especially when it came to the girls. All they had to do was whine and you were there."Vulcan smirked back and nodded his head. "Very true. I won't deny it. However, you're gonna be just as bad. And I am so looking forward to it."
"Isabella, I said no and that's final. If you try to push the issue, I'll let your father deal with you." Samantha hated to pull the dad card with their oldest daughter, but she had had enough."I know you want Roman to sleep here tonight, and I even understand it. But, your dad and I have already discussed this with you. Even Vulcan and Fran agree with us. Traditions should be observed. You groom can't see you before the wedding. Besides, you're going to be so busy getting ready that you won't have time to realize that you miss him. Trust me. The morning of our wedding, the girls had me holed up in your dad's room at the compound. I was plucked, waxed, brushed, curled, sprayed and my makeup applied. Before I realized it, four hours had gone by and it was time to get dressed. Now, go kiss your fiance goodnight for the last time. Because tomorrow he will be your husband." Samantha
Lucy put the final touches on Samantha's hair as Francesca added lip gloss to her already lined and colored lips."Fran, I hope you used waterproof makeup. You know we are all going to cry buckets. We're women. It's what we do." Lucy smirked at her friends. Samantha had been weepy for days. Lucy had her own ideas about that, but she kept it to herself."Now you know I am not the crying type, Lucy." Francesca replied."Yeah, right. Tell that to someone who hasn't been to the last five weddings with you for the club. The minute you have a seat, the waterworks start. Today will be especially bad because Samantha is a close friend of ours." Lucy snarked back."Guys, please. This is not helping. I'm so nervous that I thi
It had been three weeks since the incident, and everything was gradually going back to normal. Drake's ribs were no longer sore, and Samantha's shoulder was healing very well. Today was her doctor's appointment. The surgeon and physical therapist wanted to see how well she was really doing. Samantha was a little smug when she thought of the range of motion that she had. After all, they said that she would never have hardly any use of it. She had almost full range. She could lift their daughter and hold her for some extended periods of time. The girls still had to help her, but she was able to do a lot more than she was told she would do.Drake sat behind the wheel of his truck, planning. He just about had the wedding figured out. What he didn't have figured out was how to get Samantha a wedding dress. Just as he was running through some different kinds of ideas, they pulled up at
Samantha looked from Drake and back over to where Vulcan lay on the floor. But, before she could say anything, Iron entered the room."What the hell happened here? I turn loose of you guys for a few minutes and suddenly, you're beating up your own VP." Iron checked over Drake and applied a few butterfly bandages and checked his ribs and his eyes for a concussion. By the time he finished Vulcan was groaning and coming around.Samantha made to move to check on him. Drake, realizing what she was doing, grabbed her wrist. "Leave him. He's fine, and he expected it. Besides, your my woman and you should be taking care of me." Drake pulled her close to him and groaned when she landed roughly against his ribs, causing him to groan in pain."Happy now? You have caused me to land on your bruised ribs." Samantha pushed gently against Drake's ribs, letting him know that she wanted to move."No." And then he tightened his hold, pulling her even closer."Fine, but if you try to carry me, there's go
Vulcan ushered Sam into the weapons room and listened as the FBI agent whistled."Wow!" He said. "I know small country's that don't have this much fire power. I'm not gonna ask if it's all legal.""Good, it's best if you don't. Most is, but there are a few things that were given to us for doing favors for families of women, and we don't have purchase documents for them." Vulcan stated in a hard voice, discouraging continued conversation about how the weapons were procured.Vulcan took Samantha over to the wall that held all of the handguns. "Pick one Sam. You know what you are going to need."Samantha looked over the choices carefully and decided on three things; she choose a Kahr p380, a diamondback db3
"Are you sure this is all of the information that you have on him, Cabi?""Yes ma'am, that's all I could find. I dug deep. I would say he has Drake here at this location." Samantha leaned down to see where Cabi was pointing at the screen."Dammit! That's just an hour past the border. How many places does this guy have that he can run to?" She frowned as she thought about the implications."The FBI and our local law enforcement has uncovered five properties. I have found another four. But, I'm telling you, Sam, he's gotta be at that one." Cabi replied."Ok, Cabi, we're listening. Tell us what you think." Everyone in the room went quiet as they looked at the clubs resident IT expert.
Drake watched as the coroner's van left with the body. As he turned he noticed light glinting off of something. Taking a step towards it, he realized that he was looking at a man holding binoculars. Without thinking, Drake took off to catch him. There was no question about that. Just as he reached the spot where the guy had been standing, while he was looking in the bushes the guy was standing behind, Drake felt a sharp sting on his neck. Reaching up, he pulled out a small dart. Things become blurry and he felt himself hit the ground as he realized that he had been drugged.Back at the compound the women were setting the food out on the tables and Francesca went to find Vulcan and Drake. Finding her husband in the game room she walked up to him and kissed his cheek. Vulcan stopped and wrapped his arms around her waist. "Hello, my beautiful girl. Is it time to eat?" At her nod, he leaned down and kissed her again. "Anyone seen Drake? We're about to eat." All of the guys agreed that
Drake took Isabella from Samantha so she could go pee. Isabella looked up at him with her big eyes so serious, as if measure him. She must have thought me worthy, because she smiled at him and cooed. Drake felt his heart melt."Yo man. Your creds are fading. That little baby has you wrapped around her little finger." Drake looked over to where Vulcan stood and smirked at him."Yeah, like you have any room to talk. I saw you with all of your kids when they were small. You were whipped. Especially when it came to the girls. All they had to do was whine and you were there."Vulcan smirked back and nodded his head. "Very true. I won't deny it. However, you're gonna be just as bad. And I am so looking forward to it."
Drake, Vulcan, Iron and the others watched from the open door of the helicopter as they passed by the Senator's compound. It was maybe two acres, small really. But surrounded by a high block wall topped with razor wire and security cameras every few feet. Getting in undetected was an impossibility. As the helicopter landed it was quickly decided to take the compound by surprise. A plan was quickly formulated and executed with the military precision of the men in the club.Drake led the group of twenty or so men, armed with knives, grenades, explosives, and weapons, to the edge of the clearing. The Senator was definitely a cagey customer. He wanted to see who was approaching from at least 100 yards out. The only way this would succeed is if every one did their job with perfect timing. He touched his ear piece and spoke, "Alright men. Get ready. Is every one in position?" The