TessMy legs felt like jello; Ace set me on the ground so quickly before he pulled some pants on and ran out of the room. Leaving me standing there dumbfounded and wobbly. Realizing quickly that I am not nearly as good in a crisis, I quickly throw on some sweats and a shirt; I start walking down the hall, putting my robe on before tying it because I don't have time to look for a bra or underwear. I doubt anyone would look at my nipples; if they were, they would have Ace to deal with. However, with how Joker yelled at Ace, I knew it must have been a difficult situation.I hear a loud explosion, and the adrenaline kicks in, pushing me forward. I have to get to Winnie; as I run down the hall, I regret not finding underwear. I can feel Ace's cum running down my leg. Unfortunately, there was no time to second guess my wardrobe selection; someone attacked us, and I had to toughen up.I make it to the living room; Winnie runs into my arms, and my panic briefly calms. I hold her close, kissin
AceThree attacks on the gates, and two are distractions, so we split our teams up. One car bomb at the front gates, one at the south section, and one at the east of the perimeter. Whoever dared to attack us on our home base was suicidal. They wanted us to pull our resources, so we were scattered and disadvantaged.We were all changing into our tactical gear, including our teams. It was a well-oiled machine. Our teams almost seemed gitty as they were getting ready. Everyone was wired and ready for action. Jack was trying to get all the rubber band hair ties out of his hair. Each time he was pulling out his hair and complaining, "Never again! I don't care how cute she is!""Just put a hat on over it! At least we got the ribbons out." King said, rolling his eyes as he put a black ball cap backward on Jack's head. "You know tomorrow if she would smile and bat her eyelashes at you, and you would let her make your hair pink.""No, your wrong! Red, maybe. But no, Pink, absolutely not! I hav
TessThey kept pushing us to go faster as we approached the bottom of the stairs. "Please, just let me hold Winnie. We will move faster that way." I said as we left the stairwell doors. They wanted her easy access to a human shield; I knew that, but it never hurt to play dumb. You could still hear gunfire from the outside, which gave me hope that they would at least let me hold her. Please be okay.We enter the cafeteria, and I see Greta lying on the floor at an unnatural angle with blood under her. I turn to pick up Winnie. I don't care what they say; they need us alive. I pull her to me a second too late, and she screams, "Greta! Mommy, you have to help wake Greta back up." She says as I cuddle her close to my chest, trying to calm our racing hearts. I wanted to get sick but kept pulling air into my lungs instead.I started to take steps that way, knowing I was probably too late to save Greta but wanting to try. "Don't you fucking move that way. Keep going through to the kitchen." H
AceMy rage is boiling under the surface. I am trying so hard not to let it show as Tess, and I make our way to our bedroom. I am so mad at myself for thinking I could protect them; I drastically underestimated my mother. But I know what I need to do, and Tess will significantly dislike it.I shut the bedroom door and pointed to the bathroom, "Go pee on the stick in there. It will help solidify my plan." I know it's the right thing to do. Winnie will be plagued with nightmares. I have to get this place in order; I can't pull my focus anymore. I need them safe, and I can't do that here."Do I get any say in this plan?" She spoke quietly, looking utterly defeated from today; her shoulders were slumped as she looked up at me with such sadness.I shook my head, "I need to discuss it with the others first. Then, I will do what's best to protect you and Winnie."She looks like she wants to argue but then goes into the bathroom and closes the door. When I hear her turn the faucet on to wash
TessI don't even remember falling asleep; once I woke up, it was with the smell of bacon in the air. Eyes still closed, hoping to get a little more sleep, I search for Winnie blindly to snuggle her close. Instead, I am met with emptiness beside me, making my heart rate speed up and panic take over. Yes, I know she is logically safe with someone, but tell that to my racing heart and an overwhelming sense of panic. I leap up to my feet and run out of the room but trip on the blankets I am entangled in.I kept reminding myself that it was natural to feel this overwhelming panic after waking up and not seeing my baby after what happened yesterday. Seeing that gun put to her head and being unable to comfort or be a mother to her in her time of need. The whole situation made me feel helpless; without my phone calls to Ace, they would have probably successfully taken us to their final destination.I get free from the blankets and run down the hall to the kitchen, where I see Winnie sitting
AceI witnessed my wife covering them both up while settling inside the box. This was incredibly hard to see for me. I never thought I would be the one to send them away. Trusting others seems foreign to me, recognizing we needed help to get them back as fast as possible. Hoping this trip would be quick, but I knew I wouldn't see them again for a while. Missing out on the first part of Tess's pregnancy once again, my mother took that from me.Winnie clutched onto the glow doll toy she found inside. The sound was off, hoping seeing something bright and fun would help. Tess puts noise-canceling headphones on her little head. Put a video for Bear to enjoy at the start of the journey. She gives me a tight smile, stress marring her face while she mouths; I love you at me as they close them up inside.Looking at everyone in the room, pausing on each one, making eye contact. "You all know what to do, right?" Making sure everyone knew the plan. This part of the plan needs to go smoothly. Ever
TessThis has undoubtedly been the longest day of my life. There have been three vehicle changes on the eight-hour drive. While trying to entertain a small child, we have only had two intense breakdowns. Quite positive that I was about to join her on that breakdown journey. The last vehicle change included fun wigs, so that helped the fun levels. Disappointed a princess outfit didn't come with the wigs. I tell her we mention that in the Yelp review. This satisfies her need to complain, at least.We were lying in the back of a... well, for a better term, a murder van. There were no windows in the back, along with no defining markers. "We are pulling into our friend's place now," Jack stated to us, and I exhaled in relief at this news.Van doors open, and a burly-looking man is smiling at us. He styled his blonde hair up into a messy bun while sporting a full beard. His eyes were the color of an amber whiskey and he had laugh lines around them. "I hear we have a princess coming to visit
AceJack was returning today and we are no further than when we first started. Ash and Letha have moved into my section of the building. Winnie will have bunk beds when the time comes for her to return. The report I have been getting suggests that she is a big fan of the ones at the clubhouse.I couldn't bear to see anyone else on the guest bed and Winnie's bed. The rational side of my brain knew this was ridiculous, but I still couldn't allow it. I needed someone to stay in this place because it was too quiet. However, I am considering asking King to take them to his wing. Since I noticed, my less-than-sunny disposition was putting Ash on edge.However, Ash has been most helpful when I didn't expect her to be. We have been making connections I wouldn't have caught right away. King approaches, and I grab his arm and motion him into the kitchen. "Should I be aware of something?" King looked worried that something was amiss. Everyone has been on edge; the slightest change and people's h