Chapter 30: Reality Check
Birgir:
“Everyone is here, Quinn.” I spoke coldly, tossing the phone onto the desk with a loud bang as Quinn exhaled annoyed.
“Did you have to throw the phone for fucks sake?” He spat darkly as Mikkel and Davyn reached for the file in front of me.
“Right. Off-record mission. Target is number three on our wanted list and this mission has failed three times already.” Quinn stopped, sipping something with a dark hiss.
“And you failed to tell us this the other day, Sir?” Mikkel snipped “Sir” coldly as his eyes looked over the file edge, catching my cold expression.
“You got to be “Fucking” with us? Right?” Davyn exhaled a heavy hand over his face as he slipped into the chair across from me.
“I’m still your superior, so watch the tone.” Quinn snipped back with a dark growling breath.
“Hah! You know damn well, we would be high level Majors, but we left the Corps. Remember?” Davyn laughed darkly through his spaced fingers, looking at the phone with a shit eating grin.
“Look! The mission is set to execute in two days, you have the briefing material in front of you as we speak, and five days tops.” Quinn exhaled a dark annoyance as his phone clicked onto a solid surface.
“FUCKING SHIT PARADE!!” Mikkel trumpeted as he paced like a wild animal caged with no food.
“Mikkel.” I linked him sternly as his eyes snapped t me with a raging inferno.
“Oh! No, no, no. Birgir you of all people know how shit like this goes.” Mikkel placed his hands on the desk as his voice cracked harshly in link.
“What about Onyx and the girls?” Davyn chirped in as Quinn went on a lecturing tantrum, muting the call with a frustrated exhale.
“We tell her the truth. Our parents are in town, so they can stay in the guest suite.” I replied cautiously as their eyes flickered a darkness.
“Dude, seriously. Kano and Zek are still planning something, Onyx and the girls just dropped back into our lives, and now this “Bullshit”.” Davyn ran his hands through his hair, tugging at the faded faux hawk.
“The “Bullshit” we can handle like anytime before, but we need eyes on Onyx and the girls at all times. I haven’t forgotten what Kano and Zek cost us this past year and I will “Damned” if anything gets in our way.” Mikkel growled darkly as his fists clenched tightly to the desk edge.
“HELLO!” Quinn’s annoyed voice shouted through the muted speaker call as we nodded in agreement.
Clicking mute off as we all steadied ourselves.
“Major, we heard you. We’ll be on the bird in two days.” I replied coldly, rolling our eyes at the situation we had to explain to our folks and Onyx.
“Okay. I will have your gear crated and ready. Zero hundred hours the bird leaves.” He quipped darkly as the line cut off.
“GODDAMNIT-FUCKING-FUCK-SHIT!” Mikkel slammed a glass vase into the wall, flailing his arms and body like a berserk version of Joker.
Heather Ledger Joker, not those other idiots that played Joker, Nicholson for sure up there on the number two podium. This was Mikkel’s calm before the storm, and I would advise anyone to stay clear.
The colorful glass pieces shattered violently through the air, before plinking to the hardwood flooring below with an oppressive haze lingering over the office.
“Mikkel!” Davyn shouted annoyed as I sat back with my fingers laced, exhaling to calm my nerves, before walking out into the living room to break the news to Onyx.
Jesus!
Just thinking about her theoretically having our balls in a vise, literally had me seeing stars, while riding a fucking unicorn or some mythical creature.
“Birgir!” Davyn snapped his fingers in my face, deflating the imagine as their brows ticked center with dark smiles.
“You were thinking about dirty, naughty Onyx and how she is going to respond, overlapping what she did to use last night. You “Dog” you.” Davyn wiggled his brows with a sinister smirk as his fingers phrased the last whip of his statement.
“What the “Fuck” did she do us? I mean the mate bond was strong already, but this…” I motioned between us with feral expressions as images flooded our thoughts the closer we stepped to exiting the office.
“Pussy whipped.” Mikkel laughed darkly, rolling to his heels as we perked a brow at him.
“No bro, this is more than that.” Davyn scowled as my expression pitched with a thought, remembering the first night we mated.
“Fucking Dragons!” I laughed darkly as Davyn and Mikkel followed closely behind, stalking towards the living room.
Onyx squealed in excitement as the elevator door dinged open, surprising her with the extended family. Our folks and the girls giggled off the elevator as Onyx scooped Keilani into her chest, swaying as she greeted Mam and Pap, Dirk and Jun.
“ONYX!” Jun shouted whispered, not to scare the girls as they latched onto one another in a happy embrace.
Dirk leaned over, pecking her cheek with a bright smile as his eyes connected to us with a concerned scowl.
“Byron and Lea are running behind. They took Zarek and Zara off-roading today and got the jeep stuck.” Pap laughed softly as he hugged her softly with a gentle kiss to her forehead.
“Wait until you see them, they’ve grown so much. Almost two now.” Mam smiled then faltered quickly as her eyes bounced nervously between Onyx and us.
Pap rubbed her back gently as everyone looked spooked at her comment but smiled softly as Onyx waved her hand smoothly through the air.
“I-a…I’m so sorry.” Her eyes misted as Onyx scooped her into a warm hug, kissing her cheek with a bright smile.
We shook off the phone call and stepped up behind Onyx, kissing her head as Keilani yawned loudly with a pouty lip.
“Let’s get them changed and in bed while you catch up with everyone.” Mom smiled brightly as Dad took Keilani in his arms gently.
“Save some sugar for Mammy and Pappy.” Mam wiggled her finger at the girls as we took seats in the living room, laughing softly.
“Great! Do we need a schedule too?” Mikkel huffed a playfully hand in the air as he poured a few bourbons on a serving tray.
“You bet your asses!” Mam snarled lowly as her eyes flashed that beautiful teal color whenever she got excited.
“So sweetheart, how was nesting and incubation?” Mam smiled softly as Pap snorted his bourbon through his nose as awkward coughs sounded around the room.
“Oh, hush it you big sissies, that’s how hatchlings occur.” Mam snorted with a scoff as Onyx looked at her with a confusing expression, looking over her shoulder at us.
“Nesting? Incubation?” Onyx signed with the matching confused expression, handing her a bottle of water.
Mikkel slid into the sofa next to Onyx, holding his glass in one hand as he settled himself into the cushions.
“Finding a cozy cave, or someplace hidden to birth the eggs until they hatched.” Mam spoke matter-of-fact as she sipped her bourbon with a bright twinkle in her eye.
Onyx shook her head “no” tilting her head in curiosity.
“I had a normal, nine month pregnancy with three healthy daughters, full-term in September. They’re almost five months now.” Onyx signed happily as mom and dad stood frozen in the hallway with mixed expressions.
“Wait! You had the “girls” as in fully developed, no shell, normal pregnancy.” Davyn leaned forward as excited as a squirrel with a mouth full of nuts.
Onyx nodded “yes” rushing into our room for a few minutes, returning with a booklet of CD’s. Mikkel grabbed his laptop mirror imagining to the TV as Onyx inserted a disk with a bright smile.
December 2039’ appeared in white letters as the screen switched to a fuzzy gray screen with a weird bright circle in the middle, then three little dots.
The room grew quiet as we sat in silence watching as the dots grew in size, bigger by the next slide with little things forming from their bodies.
“Look!” Mam and Mom pointed happily as tears flowed from their eyes, cupping their shocked mouths as my heart fluttered into an uncontrollable drumroll as little hands, floated around like they were flying in the sky without a care in the world.
Each showed a time stamp of progression, until it flipped over to video of Onyx and that woman…what was her name?
Nana! Nana was at Onyx’s beachside apartment that day we met for a business merger.