Unexpected Attack

Davis's POV

It was late at night when Vincent and I stepped into the house. The lights were out and I wondered why.

Although they might have slept off, I didn't expect that they would turn the light off before going to bed. As if on cue, Vincent pulled out his gun as well.

"Grace, Helen…" I called as I went to switch the light on.

Everything was okay outside when we passed but we can never be too careful.

Immediately I switched the light on, I pointed my guns with both hands at both sides of me. Only to hear,

"Surprise!"

With my eyes closed, I exhaled, a breath of great relief.

Jesus Christ! These two would be the death of me.

"Helen" I breathed out as I moved the gun away, hiding it behind my back.

Helen had a wide smile on her face as she looked at Vincent and I. In front of her was a big cake.

"Did you bake that?" I asked as I made my way to where she stood

It's 10 pm already, Helen is supposed to be asleep. Why isn't she? And what's with the cake? Where is Grace?

"Baby,"