𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒐 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒐

Luke ran in front of her causing the bullets ricochet off his chest.“ You niggas never learn a goddamn thing, do ya?” Cage snatched the throat of an adversary lifting him into the air and punching him across the room. 

“Look woman,” he addressed Misty.“I ain’t tryin’ go there with you tonight. You wearing a badge, so bitch ass mofo’s hate you more than me.” He couldn’t hold the grin from emerging on his face.

“Tell you what…I get you a free drink after tonight." 

        “ Wouldn’t go that far, ”  she countered, shifting to shoot around Luke.  It came in handy, having someone around who was basically a shield for bullets  ---  even if she could have done without the added risk of ricochets.  “ I’d be willing to put money on us bein’ about even when it comes to who’s hated most around here. ”

        “ You ever put much thought into bein’ a parent?  Before all’a this? ”  Her voice was soft, words tentative.  This topic had been rather taboo ever since they’d discovered the truth, something to be tiptoed around but never addressed.  But Misty was tired.  She was tired of the weight on her shoulders, tired of walking on eggshells around Danny every time they were together.  He was the one person she should have been able to lean on now, the one person who could understand her feelings.  Unfortunately, a chasm had developed between them in the time since they’d lost the baby (was that even a valid way of describing it, given that said baby had never actually existed?), one that seemed to grow wider with each passing day.  It terrified her, more than she was willing to admit.

“Yeah, here–”  He said, passing the box across to her, “You said it’s a bad idea.  You said not to get involved.  If you feel that strongly about it, you don’t have to tag along.

“I can handle it if you don’t want to be involved.”  On the other hand, he knew better than to turn down help.

        She threw a quick  (but notably sharp)  glance in his direction as she helped herself to the chow mein.  He had a point  ---  she didn’t agree with this one bit, and it would have been easy enough to stay out of it, maybe have a relaxing night for once.  But Misty knew better;  the whole time, she’d be thinking about what was happening, worrying about whether or not everyone involved had made it out in one piece.