Page 12 of Beta Team-The Saviors: Part two
I sigh. “I know, and I feel like shit for implying that he had anything to do with what happened to Kira.”
“Kane still blames himself for that fire, so does Blaze. So you can understand why he’s reluctant to let her make her own decisions.”
“He has to at some point,” Gavin says softly. “We care about her.”
Jaxon nods. “I know, and deep down, he does too. I guess I’m just asking you to be patient with him.”
I shrug. “We can do that, as long as we don’t meet the sharp end of his machete first.”
Jaxon laughs and relaxes back in his chair. “I can’t promise that, but I’ll do what I can to stop him.” Jaxon’s blue eyes turn assessing, and I wait for the question. “So, what’s the deal? And I’m in no way judging, seeing as I have three husbands. I’m just curious.”
“It’s basically the same as you,” Gavin answers. “Except there’s a girl involved.”
“You guys are all together?”
“Yep,” I answer.
Jaxon sighs. “Look, if you ever repeat that I said this, I’ll deny every fucking word, but I knew.”
“Knew what?” I ask.
“About you guys and her. Kira needed someone to talk to, and called me one day. I had no idea what was going to come out of her mouth when she just word vomited it everywhere. She swore me to secrecy, so I agreed because I wanted to be there for her. Do I think you’re good enough for her? No, but it’s nothing against you. It’s because no one will ever be good enough for a woman like Kira.”
Gavin and I both nod, because we know that. “I agree, but that’s not going to stop us from making her the most cherished woman in the world,” I reply.
“That’s all that I can ask for.” Jaxon gets to his feet, shoving his hands in his pockets. “I think they’re ready to get moving soon.”
It’s time to get this family back together.
After Gavinand I tell Kira goodbye, Axel drives us to get the tanks. No matter how serious the situation is, I can’t help but be excited about the prospect of plowing down the walls with this thing. I just wish Keon was here to see it.
I settle inside the tank for the long drive to the prison by backroads, and laugh when I try to think of ways to explain this to a cop if we run into one.
“I’m so jealous right now,” Keon’s voice crackles through comms, and I smile.
“Hey, man. Didn’t know you were coming with us on this mission,” I answer.
“Cole brought me an earpiece so I could listen.”
“How are you feeling?” Gavin asks.
“Sore and high as hell on pain meds. Doc said everything looks good. I got shot three goddamn times, a roof fell on me, and I almost got taken out by fucking rebar.” Apparently when Keon tried to dive out of the way, a piece of rebar from the roof was sticking out and went straight through his vest. It missed any vital organs, but part of it came through his stomach. The vest was putting pressure on it, but when we stood him up, he started losing a lot more blood. “I heard that you met Kane. Can’t say that I’m sad I missed that shitshow.”
“He’s coming with us,” I reply. “Probably so he can catch one of us in the back with a bullet and say it was an accident, but he’s helping at least.”
Keon laughs quietly. “That’s his little sister, man. One that, until recently, was under his watchful eye. I can’t say that I blame him for wanting to protect her.”
“Nah, I get it,” Gavin agrees. “Do I like how he handled it? No. But I can’t say that I wouldn’t have reacted the same way.”
I know Gavin still has a lot of mixed emotions about his own sister, but he did everything in his power for her. Only for her to turn around and blame everything on him and Ghost. I think that’s what hurt Gavin the most, is that she blamed Ghost for how it all started, just because he got away. The only time Gavin went to see her is the only time I’ve ever seen him cry openly and without restraint. She broke his heart that day, and it took everything in me not to sneak into the facility she’s locked up in and strangle the bitch.
We spent the rest of the long ride to the prison talking about safer topics, mostly as a distraction to the fact that this could get bad really fast. The walls of the prison finally come into view, and all conversation stops. We change the channel on the comms to talk to the rest of the team.
“We’re in place,” Axel reports, and everyone else starts chiming in. One voice rings out above the others and it makes me smile.
“Hey, Les,” I greet. “Didn’t know you’d be here.”
Les snorts. “You think I’d miss this? Took you long enough to get here.”
