#delvedinto

—   𝐣𝐮𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐯𝐚𝐫𝐲  the vibration of his phone against the long marble kitchen isle disturbed the conversation unfolding between him and his father ; azure hues almost as a reflection , glimpsing at the screen . frown draw upon features when the name caught his attention , immediately picking the device to reply but the urgency has large frame upon his feet to grab the car keys and get out the door . never has him made the drive to his ( former ) sister in-law so fast . replaying the recent trip they both took , the unhinged behavior of the blonde and flicker of fear in the hotel . actors mind playing wild with the possibilities of what could have gone wrong . the travel down to beverly hills , cut by half , squealing the tyres somewhere in the avenue until it come to stop in front of actresses’ home .  jumping off the car to get to the door when the familiar car was making a turn .

𝓅𝑒𝓇𝓈𝑒𝓅𝒽𝑜𝓃𝑒 she had known something was wrong for a while, but athena kept pushing her away - kept insisting everything was fine, kept telling her she was being too overbearing, too over protective. and she hoped that she was. she hoped that her fears were wrong. but as her phone rang with the text message from flynn, her worst fears were confirmed. did she take it to far with the drug use? was her feeling of being followed actually correct? she had no idea, but she knew she had to get over there right away. she received the text right after getting off the stage at the hollywood bowl, not even taking the time to change out of her sparkly gown before hopping in her car, and rushing to her beverly hills home, thankful she wasn't all the way out in palm springs. reaching into the glove compartment to pull out the tiny, pink pistol she kept in there, charging towards the door like a bat out of hell when she saw julian standing there already. "out of my way, julian." 

—   𝐣𝐮𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐯𝐚𝐫𝐲   fear afflicted upon sharp features at the sight of the eldest sinclair : he knew it would take a lot of convince before he can ask for something . hues expanded wild at the glimpse of pink ornament ; hands up in surrender when he stands promptly in front of ex wife . unsure of what they might find inside . heart caught on his throat ; fighting to not allow his mind to even imagine the worst scenario . he loves athena deeply : it’s family . “ p —- “ single word tumbling his lips , controlling the woven that inflicts underneath . yet , as he is about to continue , the sound of something falling and followed by a groan cants his head to the front door . the open window and the male voice making him alert . there is not way he is letting persephone inside . “ let me go first , “ he requests . now realizing the third car parked near . “ let me see if they are inside “  / 

𝓅𝑒𝓇𝓈𝑒𝓅𝒽𝑜𝓃𝑒 fiercely protective, especially over her little sister. she never wanted her to have to go through anything that she did, never wanted her to feel like she had to fend for herself or that she was alone in her problems. never wanted her to feel broken or taken advantage of. and it may have came off as controlling, as trying to parent her, but she would've done anything for her sister. and as she hears noise coming from the house, she steps forward once again, chin lifting as hand grips the gun in her grasp tighter. "that's my sister in there, tony." she said, trying to keep her shaky voice steady. "it's my job to protect her and you're not going to stop me." 

—   𝐣𝐮𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐯𝐚𝐫𝐲  reaction comes as expected from years of knowing her , the fire that boils underneath her skin when it comes to those she care , more so the only attachment to old family she carries . afraid to see the sinclairs do any hurt to little sister . the thought alone increasing  the fear of what they may encounter behind closed doors ( still ) creeping his mind . bodyguard’s encrypted message to denounce something must be too out of common for having both of them to come .  “ —— fine “ word muttered against grip teeth . arm , stretched out in order to keep her from stepping forward in front of him . there’s no way he is letting her inside first , and definitely not with a ~gun~ . “ give me that , ” he wasn’t going to negotiate . “ please “

𝓅𝑒𝓇𝓈𝑒𝓅𝒽𝑜𝓃𝑒 she’d throw herself into the fire to protect the people she loved most, Julian included, despite how terribly angry she was with him at the moment, she didn’t want anything happening to him either. But time wasn’t on their side in this moment, and all she wanted was to see Athena’s face and know she’s okay. Deciding agains arguing with him, she glares at him as she hands over the gun, stepping closer once more. “Just get the door open, tony.”

—   𝐣𝐮𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐯𝐚𝐫𝐲   protective frame overstep in front of her , somehow taller and more angular , to keep him in the front line , cold metal of the pistol slipped against his waist band . two more steps until his hands are twisting the handle , a laborious lungful of air to keep mind at alert when he opens the wide door . shit . one arm to moved persephone further behind , throat swell and ache with the knot that forms and matches the fear balled tightly at his stomach  at the sight of his sister - in - law , unconscious on the floor . breath catches in his throat , heart  thumping louder against rib cage but he approaches with caution . " thena , it's me . " a whisper closer to her , checking her pulse and voice woven with solicitude . " i'll get you out of here , okay ? " azure eyes glimpses over at persephone . " call 911 " firmly requesting , when a new sound coming from upstairs caught his attention . a maniac peal of laughter ; somber enough to send a chill down his spine . " get out of here , now . " arms passed around athena's fragile body . keeping her close in his embrace before moving outside the house and gently laying in the front poarch . " call an ambulance and call 911 , and don't come inside . "

𝓅𝑒𝓇𝓈𝑒𝓅𝒽𝑜𝓃𝑒 she’s a woman on a mission and all she can think about is getting in there and getting her sister - was too much of an optimist at a fault to even have the thought of anything being terribly wrong cross her mind - they had been through hell and back  together and they were always okay. but as Julian opens the door and her eyes land on Athena unconscious, her heart drops to the bottom of her stomach, eyes go wide and throat goes dry. “Athena, oh my god.” She choked out, pushing past the barrier of Julian’s arms as she ran toward her sister in a panic, moving to the floor next to her as she lifted face off the floor, gently patting her cheek as Julian check her pulse. “thea, thea, we’re here, we’ve got you, okay? wake up!” she said eyes shooting towards the staircase at the sound of noise and a cynical laughter, fearful gaze shooting towards Julian and before she could comment she’s, using one arm to get to the otherside of Athena to help Julian lift her, the other shaky hand fumbling with her phone to call the police, trying her best to inform them of the location and getting them to bring the help that was needed. they asked her to stay on the line, moving to sit on the front porch to use her lap as a cushion for Athena’s head, hands soothingly running through sisters hair as she hopes to see her eyes open, but attention is shot back up to Julian when he said not to come inside, hand instinctually reaching up to grab his tightly. “Julian what the fuck? Are you insane? You’re not going in there!” she shouted at him 

—   𝐣𝐮𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐯𝐚𝐫𝐲  with both of them outside , safe and ( somehow ) out of reach , he is one step further to get pass the door again . previous feelings vanishing to give it space for anger , another glimpse at the unconscious blonde on the floor enough to send him out of his right senses . “ p , “ freeing his hands from her grab , not until give it a gentle squeeze . “ it might be flynn in there , we gotta do something . “ and the venomous glare that flickers his eyes at the satisfaction of , if unable to run into the bodyguard or help . have both hands wrapped around whoever made this to his sister . “ I’ll be right back , I promise . “ it doesn’t matter how unsettle things are for them right now , at this moment , he doesn’t care . kneeling to place a kiss at her forehead .

𝓅𝑒𝓇𝓈𝑒𝓅𝒽𝑜𝓃𝑒 knows not to fight with him - knows that every second is crucial. and selfishly, she doesn’t want him going in there, wants him safe out here, waiting for the authorities - no matter how mad she is at him, she loves him, as much as she does her sister that lays in her lap at the moment. and she knows he’s not a coward, knows that he’s not someone who’s going to standby when he could help. that’s just the man that he was. eyes well up with tears as bottom lip trembles, eyes squeezing tightly shut for a moment as she takes a deep breath as she feels his lips against her forehead and without hesitation, free hand moves to cup the side of his face, lips pressing against his own in a passionate kiss, pulling away with a shaky break as forehead leans against his own. “Please be careful” she chokes out quietly. 

—   𝐣𝐮𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐯𝐚𝐫𝐲   warmth echoes with psyche , lips locked with hers in the taste he has been deprived , missing the burning feeling of having her lips with his . the sanctity of whatever it was they had , holding on the hope of things to fit along somewhere in the future ( hopefully ) . but as selfishly he wishes to do so , lost on the seconds that seemed to hang in there , knowingly that he’d still choose the well being of a child . pulling away , back inside the lavish house , the actor peeks up into the stairs . carefully , moving up the steps until he spies the back of attacker . standing still to further his movements praying for bodyguard to see him . 

*  𝐅𝐋𝐘𝐍𝐍  flat  on  back  ,  refusal  to  hold  hands  in  defence  against  a  man  who’s  put  his  soulmate  at  risk  ,  unconscious  the  last  time  he  left  her  somewhere  safe.  eager  to  return  to  her  but  stuck  underneath  the  rubber  ,  decrepit  ,  soles  of  intruder’s  work  boots.  manic  laughter  beginning  to  wind  him  up  ,  going  through  him  like  sharpened  nails  against  a  chalkboard.  mahogany  optics  meet  a  familiar  set  of  hues  between  bannister  bars  ,  a  silent  predator  climbing  the  stairs  but  sensation  of  being  watched  causes  attacker’s  ears  to  prick.  before  he  can  swivel  around  ,  flynn’s  leg  manages  to  swing  &  connect  with  outstretched  pistol  to  knock  it  out  of  grip  ,  scrambling  to  reach  it  before  the  male  does.  another  battle  commencing  ,  advise  called  to  julian  over  scrap.  “  j  ,  get  thea  out  &  go  wait  with  her  &  p  outside  ,  i  can  manage  here.  “  he  reassures  ,  pistol  held  to  chest  &  guarded  with  body  from  grappling  hands  ,  desperate  to  regain  control  of  the  situation  because  the  stalker  knows  his  end  is  graver  than  anyone  else’s. 

—   𝐣𝐮𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐯𝐚𝐫𝐲   .stationary point to give a clear vision of the two . only briskly glimpsing the struggle , the heavy metal of the pistol in his possession weighting on his waist when he debates if this was a moment to have it in hands ; but never has he handle a weapon , not off the safety of a set .  yet , the resemblance of athena lying on the floor is enough to set him back into blind mode .  he's not leaving . the actor doesn't have the training , former swat officer carries , only a few black belts : only used in the early fights into his youth . all that vanishing in a real-life threatening situation . " they are outside , " only thing he is able to vocalize . grabbing a metal ornament to strike against his back , ready to pull him away from flynn . this was idiotic in many ways . shoving him away , to give bodyguard a chance .

*  𝐅𝐋𝐘𝐍𝐍 upon  impact  ,  the  stalker  grunts  &  stumbles  to  the  side.  rage  is  a  perfect  picture  painted  across  his  face  ,  complexion  almost  red  -  hot  like  in  a  cartoon  ,  flynn's  immediate  response  is  to  grab  ahold  of  the  gun.  he's  back  on  his  feet  ,  steps  taken  backwards  to  be  in  front  of  julian  ,  gun  outstretched  &  pointed  in  stalker's  direction.  "  i'm  not  asking  you  julian  ,  i'm  telling  you  to  go  be  with  the  girls  until  the  emergency  services  get  here.  "  irish  lilt's  stern  ,  he  couldn't  afford  to  have  someone  else's  blood  on  his  hands  ,  to  reduce  the  list  of  casualties  was  his  main  priority.  the  risk  was  more  severe  if  the  actor  remained  indoors  ,  a  sense  of  duty  to  protect  still  out  poured  his  want  to  reunite  with  athena.  she  was  still  a  target  of  his  ,  the  top  one  even  ,  so  flynn  knew  he  couldn't  let  the  intruder  leave.  "  i  need  you  to  get  her  to  the  hospital.  "  

—   𝐣𝐮𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐯𝐚𝐫𝐲  at the very least , the sinclair sisters were okay . help was on its way & athena will be okay . it's what he repeats to himself , voluntarily choosing to walk up back in there . the twins were old enough , persephone can always take care of herself but then , there was the baby . faceless child whose grasp is already engraved around his heart , there's a beat of hesitation ; listening to flynn's instructions to leave . save himself , to name his child and get to known them and let them know they were loved , a lot . but he couldn't . he couldn't cowardly leave the other man out there ,." ––– i know you want to play superhero but we are both getting out of here , " he explains, teeth sinking on bottom lip to control the beating under rib cage . hand firmly grasping his coat to guide them out . " besides , athena will not let me hear the end if i leave you here . " yet , he should have expected the reaction , the demons dancing behind attacker's orbits .

*  𝐅𝐋𝐘𝐍𝐍  stubborn  in  every  way  ,  he's  firmly  planted  atop  of  stairs.  an  unmovable  mountain  ,  only  a  single  sway  happening  as  julian  attempts  to  escort  him  outside.  he's  not  leaving  until  the  man's  gone  ,  his  soul  sent  to  the  depths  of  hell  beneath  concrete  earth.  "  go  outside  ,  julian.  "  his  anger  was  building  ,  responsibility  of  that  in  the  stalker's  hands  ,  he  couldn't  let  the  actor  witness  what  he  had  to  do  ,  to  share  the  blame  of  another  life  being  lost  even  if  it  would  be  self  defence.  "  tell  her  i  love  her  &  i'll  be  out  within  seconds  of  you  telling  her  ,  i  promise.  "  vocabulary's  spoken  beneath  gritted  teeth  ,  slightest  of  movement  from  the  attacker  causes  the  hairs  on  his  forearms  to  stand.  "  we  don't  have  time  to  argue  so  go.  "  he  instructs  a  final  time  ,  further  sentence  interrupted  by  the  charge  of  a  bull  seeing  red.  scrambling  to  retrieve  gun  from  bodyguard's  grasp  ,  fighting  for  bedazzling  metallics  ,  fingers  switching  to  hover  over  trigger.   one  shot  rings  through  ghost  town  home  ,  followed  by  a  second  &  a  third.

𝓅𝑒𝓇𝓈𝑒𝓅𝒽𝑜𝓃𝑒 phone is resting against ear as the 9-1-1 operator is still on the line, saying that the cops and ambulance are just a few minutes away, telling her to make sure to keep athena's head elevated, to keep checking her pulse, to try and get her to be alert. as she's gently patting her cheek, trying to talk to her, trying to pinch her and poke her to get her to wake, her motions freeze when she hears a gun shot. and then another one, and then another one. she's frozen in place, unable to move because of the weight of athena in her lap, and the shock, all she could do is let out a loud scream. "julian! get out of there now!"

*  𝐅𝐋𝐘𝐍𝐍  struggling  to  gain  ahold  of  pistol  ,  palms  becoming  slippery  from  excess  perspiration.  three  gunshots  vibrate  through  silent  home  ,  grip  tightening  around  barrel  of  firearm  &  using  final  strength  to  smack  attacking  male  across  the  room  with  a  pointed  elbow.  cheekbone  shattering  beneath  his  force  ,  gun  in  his  palm  &  directed  to  opposing  masculine.  aimed  ,  fired  three  times  into  his  skull  ,  body  growing  limp  &  collapsing  like  a  house  of  cards  against  a  gust  of  wind.  pistol's  unloaded  &  tossed  to  meet  corpse  on  first  floor  ,  staring  in  disbelief  at  the  body.  fight  finally  over  ,  his  team  eventually  winning  regardless  of  the  cost.  sound  of  sirens  alert  him  to  outside  ,  blue  flashing  lights  illuminate  the  quiet  house.  a  scene  he  couldn't  return  to  ,  an  act  of  self  -  defence  would  weigh  on  shoulders  until  custodian  status  is  officiated.  guiding  self  to  front  door  ,  hands  held  above  head  to  show  he  wasn't  the  convict  ,  breathing  becoming  laboured  &  complexion  floods  a  pale  grey  ,  he's  clammy  &  vision's  a  blur.  he  feels  rough  but  severity  of  result  hasn't  kicked  in  yet  ,  adrenaline  pumping  to  keep  him  afloat  until  he's  on  gravel  driveway  again.  three  gunshot  wounds  dotted  in  abdomen  ,  realisation  not  hitting  him  yet  until  he's  collapsed  to  ground  ,  pool  of  blood  increasing  in  size  beneath  where  he  lay.

—   𝐣𝐮𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐯𝐚𝐫𝐲   heart is pounding and blood thrums loudly in eardrums ; sound halted by the momentaneous thunderous discharge . the first one . by the third , makes his head tip and turn , hand pulling the metal laying on his waistband but shoulders knocked back by strong vibration , one step closer to the staircase and the pink pistol dropped close to the entrance . actor moves rapidly to open the door , deflecting from the new sound of more shots but beams of blue and red lights invade through the window . door wide open , hands instinctively up but right arm loosely hanging ––– there's an aching to it . azure orbits , following when flynn leaves for last .  screaming for help as he jogs to his direction .

𝓅𝑒𝓇𝓈𝑒𝓅𝒽𝑜𝓃𝑒 red and blue lights come into field of vision, the sound of sirens ringing in her ears as swarms of cop cars and ambulances and before she could even process it, people are running towards her, getting athena into their arms and onto a stretcher. "i...i don't know what happened, me and my....julian found her passed out on the floor and then we heard screaming and shouting upstairs and i don't know what happened...he ran in....and there were gun shots...and....and...i don't know." she said, practically hyperventilating at this point as they watched her whisk athena into an ambulance, turning around when she saw flynn stumbling out covered in blood. "oh my god...." she choked out quietly, hand covering mouth. running towards the man as he collapsed into the driveway, she rolled him over onto his back, screaming for help from the ambulances as they began to gather around him and then came julian, walking out of the house with his hands up and without hesitation, she pushed through the crowd of cops running towards him, only freezing when she caught sight of his arm. "jul...." she said, gently grabbing his elbow as she looked at the spot, only to be pushed away from him as the emergency workers approach him and began working on him.

—   𝐣𝐮𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐯𝐚𝐫𝐲   adrenaline rush and natural body painkiller by the release of endorphins to keep body under alert ; the sight of flynn widens azure hues to only increase heartbeat. fuck . he screams again , only now  , a grunt that vibrates in the back of his throat makes him fall to the side . up on his feet to jog back closer to the front door ,  dodging police officers and paramedics finally making sense of what happened but the question was : three shots got the bodyguard but the other three .... julian's gaze fall down to his body . untouched . but red marsala taint running down his sleeve tells otherwise . more importantly , the expression on his ex - wife's features that only makes julian pull away from the paramedics for a second . " hi , p " hands caressing the side of her face , brushing the hair out of her forehead before left arm pulls her into an embrace . ignoring the calls of the doctor . the pain could wait .