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Dean

We have successfully beat him to a pulp. Eli agreed to help us get her back and he sent Elliot to Italy where he would be punished some more. He got off easy...

I had my phone out, tracking her signal. They were traveling north.

"Where are they now?" Miguel asked.

"Heading north. I think they're going to Canada." I pocketed my phone.

"Canada? What's in Canada?" Mikey asked.

"That's what I want to know." I mumbled. "Everyone move out."

Milan

"Speak Milan...you can't stay silent the whole time." He sneered.

I didn't look at him nor did I speak. I stared at the wall. He cut me out of my ropes and pulled me out of the chair and pinned me against the wall, his hand at my throat.

I kept my breath even, giving him no hint of emotion. Inwardly I'm crying out of fear.

"Scream now, Milan and they'll save you." He whispered in my ear.

Not giving him the satisfaction...

He chuckled and ripped my clothes. "Suit yourself."

I shook myself awake, I was drenched in sweat. I wiped my hair out of my face and looked out the window... We're still flying?

I then looked around, Damon was up reading a book, some of his men fell asleep with guns close by or were up playing a game of cards.

I pulled the hood off of my face, placing my cheek on the window to cool me down.

I just want to be in his arms again and listen to his heartbeat that helps me fall asleep.

"He won't even want you once I'm through with you. And you'll be all mine." He smirked as he was inside me.

A hot year rolled down my cheek. What if he's right? He wouldn't want me...

I heard movement and out of the corner of my eye, I saw one if the guards whisper something to Damon. He glanced at me and I adverted my attention back out of the window.

The moonlight hit the clouds, making them look like glowing, silvery fluff.

"Milan." Damon said.

I wiped away the remnants of my tears and looked at him. "Hm?"

"There is someone on the phone for you, Matt will lead you to it." He said as he gestured to the man in the black suit. He had auburn hair and hazel eyes.

I stood up, feeling every ache in my body return and followed him to the on flight phone and picked it up.
"Hello?" I asked quietly.

"Oh my gawd, it's you. It's only been 12 hours and I'm going crazy without you." He said with a breath of relief.

I smiled. "I can definitely say the same."

"I miss you so much." We said at the same time.

We both let out a small laugh. And we stayed silent for a while.

"How are you feeling?" He asked.

"I don't know if I could answer that truthfully..." I said quietly.

I heard him let out a shaky breath. "I want to hold you in my arms right now."

"He won't even want to look at you, you know why? You're filth. Trash. Nothing." He sneered.

I shook the thought and let another tear roll down my cheek, I turned my back to Matt to hide my face.

"Baby? Please talk to me." He said quietly.

"I...just want this to be over with Dean. I wanna come home." I whispered, wiping more tears.

"Mils, I'm so sorry. I-"

"Don't. Don't have a pity party, that's the last thing I need you to do." I snarled.

For a brief moment, he stayed silent. "Where are you now?" He asked.
"Can't say." I said quietly.

"Did Damon hurt you?" "No, he didn't. He's been very fatherly." I said with a small smile.

"Mils, I got your message and I'll see you in Canada, okay?" He asked.

"I'll be waiting." I grinned.

"Not for long." He said in a deep voice. It sounded so seductive and it sent shivers down my spine.

"Okay." I say holding back a giggle.

"I love you, Baby doll." "I love you too, WoofWoof."

"Okay, bye." I could hear the smile in his voice. I hung the phone up and turned to face Matt who was waiting patiently.

I stumbled a little feeling pain below my waist. Matt held out an am for me to brace on. "It's okay, Boss Lady, I got you." He smiled.

I scrunched up my nose in confusion. "Boss Lady?"

He chuckled. "Yea, that's what the boys and I call you since you and Dean are a thing." He waggled his eyebrows.

I laughed and shook my head. "Boss Lady, wow..."

He helped me to my seat. I gave him a small smile as he retreated and he gave me a wink. "Watch your actions, Matt. Dean is very possessive." Damon smiled at me from over his book that he was reading.

I rolled my eyes and hobbled next to him and sat down. "I don't mean to pry, but I'm curious. How did you lose both of your daughters?" I asked.

He let out a sigh and closed his book and stared at the cover. "Well...my first daughter, we lost her before she was born...someone poisoned Elizabeth, we managed to save her, but not the baby. We were devastated, she would have been our first born." He shook his head. "Then there's Alana. A child that I shouldn't have had, but I still loved her and her mother, they lived in Florida. Last time I saw her, she was four. But when I went to visit them again, I found out that they were...killed."

He took a picture out of his wallet and showed it to me. There was this little girl with dark brown, wavy and the biggest light brown eyes and the biggest smile. Then what looked like her mother.

"She would have been nine this year. She was smart and a sassy little thing." He chuckled.

"Did...Elizabeth or Dean know about Alana?" I asked.

"Aye dios mio no. It's better this way." Then he looked at me. "Promise me you won't tell. No one can know about this."

"I'm an assassin, okay? Making sure no one knows anything is my profession. Your secret is safe with me." I grinned.

"Good, I was beginning to think I had to kill you." He said with a smirk.

"Not if I kill you first." I rolled my eyes. "And how much longer is this flight?"

"We're about to land in five minutes." He said.

Good...five minutes and I get to see her again...

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