Finally home

Helen’s POV

"And we're home," Fernando mused, as we climbed down from his private jet.

We were finally back home to America, my land of birth and tribulations.

I just darted him a smile before properly covering Ethan's head with the hood of his sweater.

He had slept throughout the whole flight and was currently still asleep.

Yesterday, Ethan had made me promise him that I would wake him up when we landed, but as I watched him slumber peacefully, I knew I couldn't.

I would make it up to him by taking him on a tour of America in the future.

"Welcome home, boss and ma'am," Two suit clad men bowed to Fernando before one of them grabbed our luggage and made for the car.

"Thank you, Arnold," He answered. "Give me the key to the Maserati."

"Yes, boss," He handed Fernando the said key while darting me stealthily curious glances.

I had never seen those men before.

Fernando had probably employed them after I left.

"I think Ethan's starting to wake up," Fernando beamed, gently bouncing Ethan wh