Chapter 204 Rescue Mission.
Brooklyn POV.
“Mommy,” I heard my daughter call out for me, I groaned and flipped in bed, poking her father to get up and get her.
“She said mommy, I’m daddy,” he groans back going back to sleep, I loved this man to death, but some days I feared I’ll be the death of him, I hate it when he doesn’t get up and check on her, it means I have to get up, and I want to keep on sleeping.
“Move your ass, she’s sleeping with us,” I say, giving up, she can come into our bed early in the morning when she’s too scared of staying alone in her bedroom.
“House…never…sleep,” my mate, mumbles something flipping over, and soon came Whitney, she jumped into the middle of the bed, and started talking, while I sleepily nodded and added some ahh and ohh.
After being mated, she’s the best thing that has ever happened to me, she’s the reason of my happiness, I loved my mate, he brought feeling back into my dull soul, but Whitney, she brought me happiness, she made me smile a real smile, and seeing her, it all made me feel even worse for Noelle.
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She’s so young, much younger than me when I was there, by the left, I was over hundred years old, while she’s only beginning her life, what if she doesn’t get the chance to get out, what if she can’t recover from this damn trauma.
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“Mommy,” I heard Whitney whisper, I just hum an answer, I was still thinking of Noelle, I tried asking about her status since she’s under my sponsorship, I have every right to ask how she’s doing and if she did any progress, but the only answer I kept getting was she’s doing well.
“Is it too early for pancake?” she asks, and I looked at the time, it’s six already, I’m used to waking up carly, and she’s not going to let her father sleep unless if I get her out of the room.
“Come on,” I say, getting out of the bed with her in my arms, I get to carry my baby, until she’s too big and old for me to carry, she can match her father’s weight and I’ll still be able to carry her, but it won’t look as cute.
I started making her pancakes, while she chatted, sang, talked, and simply wouldn’t shut up, one time her father asked her to be quiet, and she threw a plate at his head, she was in deep troubles, that would teach him not to try and hold down our daughter or ask her to be quiet, she loves talking.
“Mommy, are you listening?” she asks me.
“Of course,” I answer her, flipping the pancakes.
“Nu–uh, you thinking of something else,” she says.
“I’m thinking of a friend who’s in troubles and I need to get out of it,” I answer her.
“Do what daddy said,” she says.
“And what did daddy say?” I ask, we tell her too many things, mostly not to start fights or end them.
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“When you get in troubles, act like you own it,” she says proudly.
“When did he say that?” I say with a raised brow, I don’t think he’d be teaching her to be proud of the troubles she’s causing.
“When I broke your favourite mug,” she says with a shrug.
“You broke my mug, Whitney,” I groaned, and she just giggles, maybe this plan could work.
“Eat your pancakes, I need to get dressed, I’ll wake daddy for you,” I say going back to my room and getting dressed quickly, I had a big plan now, and I hope it does work.
“Where you going?” Noah asks me lifting his head up, looking at me.
“Work, gotta go rescue Noelle,” he knew all about Noelle, it’s the only thing I’ve been talking about for months now.
“You gonna kidnap her?” Noah asks.
“Legally,” I assure him.
“Good luck, I’ll get up and watch Whitney of course,” he groans getting up.
“I made her pancakes, got that off your hand,” I assure him making him smile, and stumble into the bathroom.
I drove the station and called them all, I only stay here when I need to, while the guys stay here most days, I called them all for an emergency meeting.
“What’s going on? It’s hardly seven am,” Mateo groans, he hates
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waking up early.
“We’re getting Noelle back,” I inform them.
“How would we do that?” Ezra asks with a raised brow
“We’re going to facility, get dressed, full costume, show off your guns, we’re walking and we’re demanding her back,” I say.
“Why would they just give her over,” Meteo asks with a raised brow.
“Because we’re going to bluff it, we’re gonna say we got an order to have her back, it’s time for us to take things into our hands,” I say with a smile.
“Is that going to work?” Ezra asks doubtful.
“Of course, it will, because we’re going to put out one hell of a show, let’s get ready,” Mateo my forever loyal friend says.
“Let’s do this,” I say with a big smile, going to my office to get dressed in my official uniform, and maybe find the biggest gun I could carry by hand to take with me.
