Jackson sat patiently in the car, his hands playing soft against the steering wheel, as he remained uneasy. His heart was thundering violently, his eyes searching cautiously as he looked at the house in front of them. A normal house that hid inconspicuously between others. A house that hid horrors in between the four walls. He looked towards Mark taking in a deep breath that he knew he needed. His grip tightened against the wheel, as he switched on his communication devices. "Right, let me go over the plan once again. We don't know what we are going to be greeted with, but one thing for sure is that we end this tonight. I want you guys to clear my path, I need to get to Irene and get her out of there. We have Wendy and Suelgi here for medical attention and I want the rest of the people in the house reprimanded until I come back in." Jackson paused. "And If it all goes to shit, open fire." He said. "But chief.." Jackson flinched at the title, still not used to the power he had in his finger tips. "That's an order." He called, his voice deep and deadly. "First squad follow me, second squad you will come in after five minutes, Jinyoung is leading that so stay close and communicate, because the minute we don't hell will break lose. We move in, in about five minutes. Keep your eyes sharp and load yourself up." He finished, opening his car door. He ignored the looks of concern that was directed in his direction before opening the car boot, and pulling out some guns and ammunition, he strapped them to his pockets, before placing a black cap over his head, the soldiers long ditching their usual uniform. Jackson clicked his gun, pulling the head back as he loaded them, before placing a silencer on the barrel of it. "Let's move." He called out. He climbed up the gate with ease, "Hey." He heard. And the words died on his lips as Jackson shot him, his sharp movements turning to the next one that approached him. He grabbed the walkie talkie slamming it against the concrete to ensure their communication was flawed. His movements were unseen, his feet gliding with ease as he stepped over the boundaries he had been studying for the past week. He pushed forward, looking back momentarily to ensure that he hadn't lost anyone in the process. Mark, JB came to his side as they nodded at each other. They plastered themselves to the wall against the door, as Jackson nodded towards them, his hand taking the gun that Mark had handed him. He knocked on the door, angling his cap down to hide his features, the darkness of the night helping an old friend as it wished for the union of two lovers.

Within in seconds the door, opened, and Jackson shot, Mark and JB coming in besides him as the three of them followed by another group of three men had all the attackers on the ground. "What is all that commotion." He heard, the ex general that Irene had called uncle staring back at him. Jackson's eyes flashed angrily, as he called for Suho and Jin. Moments remained between the two, a bloody battle beginning as bullets rained across the house, the wholes left around the walls and other furniture as they took cover. Their movements paused as Jin moved out. "Now we didn't call for your service. What shall we do with the unwanted guests brother?" That caught Jackson off guard, the boys sharing a look of disbelief. "I mean we taught your wife a lesson last time for your mistake. Shall we do it again?" He jeered. The anger erupted through Jackson as he compromised his position, forcing himself up as Mark and JB tried to pull him back down for cover. But his fury worked as an accomplice, the adrenaline coursing through his veins as he heard the sadistic laughs of Jin.

A grande was hurled their way; and the boys eyes widened, scurrying to the other side as it blew up. Mark made attempts to move, but Jackson held him back, signalling him to not move, he looked over the smoke, "Take care of Irene, light it on fire." He heard and his eyes widened. He heard a figure retreat with another four approaching the grande that had just gone off. He looked towards JB and with a silent signal they attacked. Gunshots rang out again, mixing with the crimson red that splattered against the walls. He looked past the men who approached seeing Suho and Jin run off in different directions, one up the stairs and the other down an alley. "Go!" He heard Mark shout. "We have got this. Get to her." He heard again. And so he forced his way through the sea of people that headed towards him to try and block his path. He pressed his communication device. "Send back up!" He shouted, and within seconds he could hear Jinyoung's voice in the room as he, Youngjae, yugeyom and Bambam joined the fight, the second half of their second squad pouring in moments later. His route was becoming clearer and his feet carried him up the stairs, the soles of his feet slapping against the material roughly as he pushed himself up.

He could smell the fire, and he could hear the sadistic laugh that rang out along side the flames. He looked towards Jin, who jumped off, the adjoining staircase on the opposite side. He cursed, his hand going to the door, it completely locked. He could hear her soft cries now, the small begs and his heart broke. "Irene!" He called. "I'm here Babygirl." He called trying to calm her down. He heard the strangled cough and the gasps for breath and he knew he needed to hurry up. He took a few steps back before barrelling into the barrier that separated him from his wife, the flimsy wood not standing a chance against his brutish force. "Irene!" He called, the flames obstructing his view of her. He cursed, jumping over them before rolling past another and standing closer to her. And his heart broke for the second time. There she was, tied like an animal, covered in her own blood and sweat, with rope marks all over body. Her form was hardly covered by the blood soaked clothes. "Irene!" He called out. "Babygirl open your eyes I'm right here!" He called again, his mind registering the worsening flames. "Jack!" He heard her breathe. "Yes I'm right here." "No he's not coming." She said. He paused. Did she believe he left her for the dead. "Irene!" He called out again. "Jack." She said this time with more clarity, her eyes flashing open. "Let's get you out of here." He said, his eyes noticing the handcuffs. Her delirious state seemed to have broken. "Get out of here Jackson, you can't break these. Just save yourself." "Babygirl I love you but you need to shut up. I'm not leaving. If this is how it ends we will do that together too." He watched her eyes water, as Jackson took the gun in his hands, he pulled her into his chest, his gun aimed at the metal, the handcuffs falling away. He smiled at her, taking her in his arms and he could feel just how lighter she had become. He swallowed the growing bile his throat, his priority to get her out of here. He felt her small arms wrap around him as he jumped over the flames again, before tumbling out the room. He looked around and paused deciding on a route. He pushed forward, a gunshot halting him. He turned towards Suho who stood in front of them. A smirk apparent on his features. Jackson pulled Irene closer, her eyes opening to see what was happening. Battered and bruised she moved against his arms signalling to be put down. Jackson resisted until she forced her way out. She stood in front of Jackson, her hair completely dishevelled and blood dripping of her body. Jackson's eyes flashed to her form as she swayed. She took Jackson's gun, moving forward despite the hand he had rested on her waist to tell her no. Suho charged at her, and somehow, she dodged. The movement caused her pain, but this was her last fight. She pushed her eyes up into his, the redness and tears mixing as she growled. She used the hilt of the gun against him, slamming it in his jaw with ease taking his staggering movement to her advantage and slamming her knee into his form. She used her elbow to jab him, before swinging her form around him, Jackson watched silently, knowing she wouldn't let him get in to help. This was her fight, and she had made that apparent. She slammed Suho's head into the banister before moving away slightly to admire her work, she kicked the gun out his grasps aiming her own at him. He laughed at her. "Do you think you'll be able to do it this time-" he words were cut off, her tears spilling along side his blood. His body slumped to the side, the bullet going straight through his chest. Jackson's eyes widened, the sound of the shot ringing out. Her legs gave out soon after, Jackson catching her with ease, as he wrapped his arms around her, picking her now lifeless body in his embrace. She held onto him for dear life, and Jackson sent Suho a look of disgust before finally turning. He moved down the stairs in a rushed movement being careful not to move her to much. He managed to get in front of the staircase, their escape not far. Yet another gun was shoved in their direction and before he had a moment to process, the trigger had been pulled. By her own uncle. Jackson turned around, cradling her body to his as the bullet shot through his shoulder. He stumbled forward slightly. As he moved her carefully. He grabbed another gun, seeing her eyes open again. He covered them. "Forget this part." He said, and he fired at her family member. The shots ringing out. And finally the ordeal was over. He continued to fire however, even when he realised he had run out of ammunition. He picked her up again moments later, ignoring the pain the shot up through his shoulder.

He lay her down, watching as the girls gasped at the sight of their sister. He had to pause. He could see the way his boys bowed their heads out of respect before turning away to hide their own tears. He watched as Mark started to drive, his grip uncharacteristically tight against the steering wheel. The silence ringing out as Wendy and Suelgi started their line of work. Moments had passed, a comrade approaching him cautiously. "Sir....Jin escaped."Jackson's eyes closed, his hand taking hold of his wife's. He nodded as JB pushed the younger man back slightly, signalling that now was not the time. His heart thanked his brother silently as he looked back down at the woman he loved. His hand never leaving hers.

TBC

Authors note:
Hope you enjoyed that one. Two out of the three are dead. You'll see what happens next. I hope your enjoying the story, and I have to say this will be coming to an end shortly. Updates for the remaining chapters will be on Mondays, Wednesdays and Thursdays, and will finish on the 10th July so stay tuned to see how this ends. Let me know what your thoughts are in the comment section below, I hope it did justice to your expectations. Lots to love. Stay safe x