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Authors: L. Ann Marie

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Kevin laughs.  Jamie looks at me then
Steve.  "This is bigger than us.  It's not about Baxter's
or the MC.  It's about the kids and our spouses changing the
world as we know it."  Pres laughs.  They're getting
it.  Jamie looks at Ben.  "We'll get the information for
him. We need to clear their way to do what they need to. It isn't
about us."  

Ben looks at him for a minute then nods.
 "I'll get right on it."  He gets up and pulls his phone.
I laugh, typical Ben.  

Jamie looks at Pres.  "Our boys are older
now.  We'll put Chase on the twins.  They like him and he
could use the change.  Aleena will want to be with him, she
works in Therapy, we'll send security to pick her up but they'll
need a house."

Pres nods.  "We have one on the next
street, its two bedrooms but nice. Danny redid it." Jamie nods.
 

Kevin yells to Ben he has a moving job. 
Ben nods and talks to whoever on the phone. I sit smiling like a
fool.  Danny hits my arm.  "This is going to be good."
 I just nod. When Ben comes back he tells us he'll have the
information tomorrow.  They collect their kids and Mitch to
leave. I take the congrats, hugs and fist bumps and sit back
down.  Steve isn't finished and I want to hear what he held
back.  Danny and Pres are waiting so they know too.  

When they're gone Steve sits, "was a
month.  Enough time Mercs have info. Nothin stoppin them from
workin alone.  Heard Davis but didn't feel Davis. 
Thinkin Davis was already dead." He looks at us.  "Need
to get rid of the Mercs."  

Ben gets up.  "Get rid of Davis, take Bob
and Chet clear the Mercs.  Cloud can fly you wherever you need
to be.  Geek is learning about flight plans and shit."
 

Steve looks at me.  "You good with this?"
 

"Whatever it takes I'm in.  Why didn't you
tell the Baxter's?"

"Ben wouldn't go for it.  One he had
trouble.  Mercs before they strike wasn't goin to fly."
 He's right. 

"Yeah.  It needs to be done.  Where
ever you need me I'm there."  I tell him and look at
Pres.  He throws chin.  "We done?" 

"You block against Christian?"  He
asks.

"Yeah."  

"We'll start next week when Janelle is here.
 Block from her too."  I nod.  Who the fuck is
Janelle? 

"Parapsychologist."  He says.  I laugh
and nod asking 'anything else?'  He tells me no.  I look
at Danny and Pres.  They have nothing.  I get up and look
for my wife and kids.  When I get to the tepee I look back,
Rich and Tiny are sitting down with them, I smile.  Planning
session.  

I walk in and laugh.  Everyone is
dancing.  I join them making sure to touch every one of them.
Even Joey is moving her feet on the side of an adorable
Brenna.  Fuckin kids make me so fuckin happy. Christian
laughs.  I show him how to move his feet then Brantley, Jessie
and Taylor. Jeremy and Jacob are already doing it right.  When
Joey looks tired I pick her up and dance with her, she's laughing
the whole time.  Nunánuk says, Námsh ni! Wiyayuwak,
I translate, 'look at that! They are so happy!'  Making
everyone smile a little bigger.  

Ben, Kate and Danny come for the kids they watch
us dance smiling.  When the drum stops I collapse on the floor
with Joey on top of me.  She's still laughing.  Kate
brings her the crutches.  "You dance beautifully Joey."
 She smiles up at her saying thanks.  

I get up and hug all the kids telling them I
love them.  They hug Nunánuk; Jeremy holds her hand,
"Kutápatamuyumun."  

I look at him.  "Holy
shit!"  Pres asks what he said.  "He said, 'We thank
you', in Mohegan."  

He looks at Jeremy then my grandmother.
 "He's right.  We thank you and hope we get to see you
again."  She smiles and kisses his cheeks.  I can't
believe Jeremy spoke in the old language, no one else sees this as
odd.  They file out, I just stand watching them.

"He is special my warrior.  You only need
to protect him and love him.  Understanding is not necessary."
 CJ laughs hysterically at this.  I shake my head and
kiss my grandmother telling her how happy I am that she came
today.  She's leaving early in the morning but wishes us well
tonight. She tells me to teach them our language.
 "Kikátohkáwôk mihkunum kitiyayôk wuci wutuaymuyin."  I
laugh and tell her I plan to.  When I walk CJ outside I tell
her what it means,
 'Language holds the life force of a
nation,' 
she smiles saying she likes that, I do too. We
say goodnight to friends as we walk by.  Tiny tells us the
Prospects put the gifts in the garage. I nod and we keep
going.  We get to the house and I laugh.  Fuckin
Brothers, the whole fuckin garage is full to chest high with boxes.
 

CJ just looks at them, "batshit crazy."
 She says so serious I laugh harder, they really are. What the
fuck are we going to do with all this?  "We'll deal with it
tomorrow when the kids can help sort it out."  I nod and close
the door on it.  We walk in the front door.  

I spin her around and hold her to me.  "I
want to walk on the beach with you, hear the waves hitting the
shore, kiss you under a million stars, and hold your hand feeling
the wind caress us, reminding us of those that came before us, but
not tonight, not when that peace can be interrupted by the fuckin
crazy Brothers."

She laughs, "They are crazy but that sounds so
damn nice I wouldn't mind chancing it." 

I bend and kiss her, she wraps her arms around
me and I lift her up, her legs go around me and I walk us to the
bedroom.  Fuckin cameras.  "The beach can wait baby,
maybe they'll be gone by the time we're done."  She tightens
her legs grinding into me.  

Once we're in the room I close the door with my
foot and lean her against it.  She pulls her mouth off mine
and unbuckles my belt. I hold her up by her ass and she makes quick
work of pushing my pants to my thighs.  I lift her skirt and
pull her panties tearing them off her.  "Damn another pair."
 I kiss her so she doesn't yell at me, I can feel her
smile.  I lift her ass and slide her on me.  She moans
all the way down, I fuckin love to hear that.  Lifting her I
slam her on me and she begs for harder.  Fuck, I give her
harder until she screams my name.  I'm not far behind. 
Holy fuck.  I turn and lean against the door with her on my
chest.  I know I can't make it to the fuckin bed so I try for
leveling my breath.  When I think my legs will hold us I lift
her off me and carry her to the bathroom.  I clean her up and
find her new panties.  I love all the new panties, I pick a
pair to match her eyes.  She smiles at me but doesn't say a
word.  I hold her hand and walk her right out, across the road
and to the beach.

When we get to the bluff I turn her to me and
kiss her like I promised with a million stars shining down on us.
 "Kuwômôyush," I tell her I love her.  

"I remember that one."  She smiles.
 "I love you too."  We walk for a while then she asks,
"The men in the tribe treat you with respect, you dance and some
were watching for your lead.  Do you hold a special place with
them?"  

I smile, she sees everything.  "I am a
warrior, in the tribe I would be an elder now, I would have the ear
of, my sachem, 
my chief
, but I live away.  I'm not
just named a warrior, I past the challenges, like a test, to become
a warrior for my people.  My grandmother lives in this new
world but her teachings are from the old, we live and learn the old
right alongside the new. Being a warrior was very important.
 I learned like the Little Brothers, women and children are to
be cherished, protected.  Our lives are given to us to make
our people better. Everyone has value but a warrior has an
obligation to teach by example, to make decisions for the good of
the tribe and to enforce those decisions."  

"Dancing and speaking in the old language today
showed them you are away but you stand proud in your heritage and
follow your obligations as a warrior?"  

I laugh, "You understand better than most. 
Yes, but my people know me, they know my heart.  It was
grandmother that needed to see and needed to show the younger
tribesmen that our heritage and culture can live on in the new
world away from the reservation and our people. We don't have to
give it up to live away.  Showing my friends and family in the
MC and with Baxter's where I come from, the part of me that they
don't know, isn't embarrassing to me.  She wanted to see that,
I gave her what she needed to be at peace."

She stops and looks at me.  "You are a true
warrior.  I hope you teach those lessons you learned and all
you are to our kids.  Coming from nothing is hard when you
have no connection, no people and no one to have pride in. 
Every one of them needs that pride and connection."  

I'm stunned for a second.  "Danny said
every old lady is special, strong, he forgot wise. I shouldn't be,
but I'm amazed with your understanding of connection when you never
had it."  

"I have it, with the kids and now with you and
everything you are.  I feel it when we float in the wind; I
feel the pull of your heart to mine.  I feel the connection
through you with the people of the past.  I hope to feel it
alone someday but I feel it now."  

"You are very special CJ Blackhawk.  I love
you with all that is in me."  I kiss her lips and take her
home.  

 

 

 

Chapter Fourteen

CJ 

I am exhausted.  The plane ride was
relaxing but I never slept.  Cloud tried to get me to but I
just couldn't do it.  I think if he was flying I might have
but I didn't know the guy flying us around.  Mitch is as crazy
as the MC.  They are caring, generous and so damn thoughtful
but batshit crazy too.  I smile thinking about how sweet they
are.  Mitch got us into Disney after hours with a minimal
amount of people, the kids loved it.  We stayed in an out of
the way hotel and went to Sea World the next day, the kids even got
to pet stingrays.  We were whisked off to an island spending
two days playing on the beach.  It was awesome.  The boys
loved it, Joey wasn’t so thrilled with the sand; she had some
trouble walking so she had to be carried.  We made castles and
had fun though.  A boat took the boys tubing and another had a
glass bottom so we could see a reef and colorful fish.  Cloud
had fun teaching Brantley and Taylor how to water ski.  It was
only a few days but it was jam packed with fun they’ve never
experienced.  Christian didn’t have any bad visions; he smiled
a lot and played like a little boy should.  Jeremy talked when
he felt the need.  Mostly at night saying good night to us,
but he talked. 

Pulling up to the gate the driver stops to
answer Security’s questions, a guard jumps in and rides to our
house with us.  We get the kids into the living room and the
bags in the house.  The guard and driver leave and we get the
boys upstairs.  I take off the J’s shoes and leave them to
sleep. Cloud does the same with Taylor.  Brantley and
Christian fall into their beds without our help and Joey actually
put on pj’s and got into bed. 

“Holy Crap!  I need a nap.”  I say
leaving Joey’s room. 

Cloud laughs and carries me to bed.  He
takes my shoes off and I flop back, he sits me up taking my clothes
off and slides a t shirt over my head.  I flop back again and
he leaves me there. “Sleep baby, I need to check the alarms and
doors.”  I roll over and mumble a noise so he knows I heard
him. 

 

Cloud

She’s so fuckin cute.  She should have
slept on the plane, she was nervous.  She had never flown
before, now she can say she had three flights.  The kids had
the time of their lives.  Christian seemed relaxed and Jeremy
talked more.  Watching CJ see things she’s never seen before
was a fuckin trip.  She loved everything, eyes shining big
fuckin smile every time she got excited which was the whole fuckin
trip.  I can’t help smiling. 

I check the doors and alarm then take the bags
to the laundry room to empty.  Once the clothes are out I put
the bags by the kids’ doors.  They all have souvenirs they’ll
be looking for tomorrow.

I grab my laptop and check my mail.  I hear
feet on the stairs Christian is up.  “Hey scout.” 

He sits down by me.  “Dad.”  He
watches me for a few minutes. 

I close the laptop and turn to look at him, he
has something on his mind.  “It always works best if you just
spit it out.” 

He smiles.  “The lady is coming
tomorrow.  She’s supposed to teach me things like she taught
Tess.  What if I can’t learn them?  Tess is a grown up,
I’m just a kid.”

I smile, “You are not

just
 anything.  You are
Christian
Blackhawk
.  You are more powerful than Tess, she told me
that herself.  You can learn just like she did, there is no
difference because you are younger.  You’ve done this for
years without help.  Learning the control you
need 
will
 happen.  Nunánuk says you will be
very powerful and a great teacher.  Tess says you will help
many people and be an important asset to the Club.”

He thinks about that.  “It took me a while
to learn to block people and I can’t even do it that good.  I
have to keep pushing and can only do it for a little
while.” 

“It hasn’t even been a month Christian.  It
takes a lot of time to learn how to control your mind.  I know
Rich and Steve spent a couple of months blocking and reading each
other before they were good at it and that’s after what they
learned in training.  I know you’ll get it, don’t rush it
though if you try to learn too fast you may miss an important
step.  You have to go through every step and complete it
before you can move on, just like with the martial arts.  If
you take a breath wrong it can lead to mistakes that get you
hurt.  You are training for your future, it’s important that
you learn everything you possibly can so that future is
good.”  I watch his eyes carefully. He takes everything I said
and mulls it over. 

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