Infinite Desire (30 page)

I’m
never so thankful, as I am right now, that Savannah isn’t watching regular
broadcasted television. All programs are currently being interrupted with the
breaking news reports to be on the lookout for Zak.

Fuck!
I don’t know what the hell to do. Storming into the living room, I grab Jax
who’s been glued to the TV watching for any updates on Zak.

“I
just called out to the front gate and warned the guards to be on high alert for
Zak. He is armed and they said they believe he stole medical supplies from the
ambulance. So either that fucker is injured and trying to repair himself, or
he’s planning on showing up here.”

Jax’s
immediately shifts into military mode. This is why I pay his ass so well. He’s
the best of the best. I’m bigger than him, but would never even think about
fighting his crazy ass.

“Let
him show up, if he does, he won’t be leavin’ in the back of no cop car mate;
he’ll be leavin’ in the back of a Hurst.”

With
that, Jax and I head into my game room and quickly get to work loading up my
shot guns with ammo. After running up to his room, he comes back down with two
bullet proof vests.

Strapping
mine on, I slide my pistol into the back of my pants, and hang my shotgun on my
shoulder.

The
storm is only strengthening outside as we make our way out to the patio. “Let’s
do a quick check around the house. I’ve already locked all the windows and set
the security system, but I want to do a quick walk around.” I yell to Jax over
my shoulder. The rain is coming down hard, feeling like little needles pouncing
off of my face.

After
we both walk around the house and head back inside, I radio back out to security.
It’s been fifteen minutes and no one’s checked in; I’ve tried three times, but
no one is responding.

I
dial 911 and let them know we have a situation and I need to have the security
up at my gate checked on. After giving them my address, Jax and I each cover
the back and front entrances to the house.

Savannah,
Brooklyn and my mom still haven’t come out of her office; I don’t want to worry
her, especially with her being on strict orders to remain stress free. We are trying
to have the babies born as closely to term as possible.

Twenty
minutes pass and absolutely nothing happens: no police, no security. I’m
starting to doubt myself; maybe something just happened to the lines causing us
to lose communication with our security. I can’t just walk out to them, seeing
our driveway’s half a mile long. If I don’t hear from anyone soon, I’m going to
have to get my truck out and drive up to the gate. The police said it can take
up to an hour to get to us because of all the roads flooded out, and car
accidents they’re all attending to.

Pacing
back and forth in the foyer, anger is coursing through my veins. A loud beeping
sound startles me momentarily; I spin around and see our security alarm is
going off.

Shit!
“Jax!” I shout, as I start typing my code into the panel. It will not reset.
The beeping stops as I hear all the doors clicking unlocked. Shit. Shit. Shit!

As
Jax is running towards me, I yell, warning him the entire house is unlocked. I
take off in a sprint towards Savannah’s office; I burst through the door
panting and startling the shit out of all three of them.

“Jesus
Christ, Kayden! What the hell are you doing? You just about gave me a heart
attack!” Savannah shouts, slowly climbing to her feet.

“Why
the hell are you dressed like that?” My mother asks, with concern on her face.

I
probably look like hell: I’m soaking wet, my vest is covered by my jacket, and
I have my gun slung over my shoulder. Ignoring her question, I focus on
Savannah and what needs to be done to keep everyone safe.

“You
guys need to go upstairs now! Lock yourselves in our bedroom, and do not, I
mean it Savannah, don’t come out for anything. Not until I tell you it’s okay.”
Taking her hand, I walk with her towards the stairs as my mother and Brooklyn
follow behind us.

As
we climb the stairs, I look back towards the foyer and see that Jax isn’t there
anymore.

Just
fuckin’ great! I need to hurry and get everyone locked upstairs.

“Are
you going to tell me what the hell is going on!?” Savannah shouts at me as I
pull her against me.

Holding
her in my arms, I gaze down at her face that just a few hours ago was bright
and cheerful and is now filled with anger and confusion. “I can’t get into it
right now, but Zak somehow escaped while an ambulance was transporting him to St.
Luke’s; now shit’s goin’ all haywire here. As a precaution, I want you to stay
up here where I know you’ll be safe. Jax and I are going to go wait for the
police to get here.”

Kissing
her trembling lips, I whisper that I love her, and shut door. I stand in front
of it until I hear her turn the locks before running back down to try and find
Jax.

Holding
my rifle, I make my way through the house. If he has the fucking balls to show
up at my house, I’m going to be the one to blow his fuckin’ head off of his
shoulders.

Savannah

“This
cannot be happening…oh my God…oh my God…” I just keep repeating it as I pace
back and forth in front of my bed.

We’ve
been sitting up here for ten minutes, and as each minute passes by, I feel as
if I’m going to lose it. I’m trying my best to keep calm, control my breathing,
but every second that goes by it gets harder and harder to keep myself
together.

Walking
up to me, Lorelei wraps her arm around my shoulder, “Why don’t you sit down, Sweetie?
You really shouldn’t be on your feet. You’ve got to look out for the babies.”

Brooklyn’s
standing in front of the window, gazing down into the darkness. I can see the
fear on her face; she, like me, knows what Zak is capable off. “What the hell
is wrong with this guy? Has he not put us through enough shit already?” she
asks. Turning and making her way over to the bed, she sits down beside me and
rests her head on my shoulder.

Taking
her hand into mine, I give it a gentle squeeze, “I don’t know. He’s so hell
bent on seeking revenge on me for killing Jacob, he’s not thinking rationally.
I hate not knowing what’s going on. What if he’s here and he does something to
Kayden or Jax?” A pain shoots through my stomach, causing me to lean over. As I
press my hand against my stomach, I realize it’s hard as a rock. “Oooww!” I
scream, as I try to breathe through the pain. My Braxton hicks have been
getting more intense as the nights gone on, and the pain in my back just keeps
intensifying.

“Are
you okay? Did you just have a contraction?” Lorelei asks crouching down in
front of me.

“I
don’t know…I think they’re just Braxton Hicks?” The look on her face sends ice
through my veins.

She
glances down at her watch, she says, “It’s twelve after nine, if you have
another contraction; Savannah, you tell me, okay? We need to see how far apart
they are.” Looking up, she smiles at me, which I can tell is only to try and
keep me calm. But I’m not stupid; she thinks I’m going into labor.

Just
fan-fucking-tastic! Of course I’d go into labor for not just one but two babies
during a fucking storm, as a psychopath is here trying to kill me! Isn’t this
just freakin’ wonderful?!

So
much for avoiding stress!

Nodding
my head
yes
, I breathe through the pain. Brooklyn hands over the bottle
of water I brought up with me, “Here, drink some more water. Damn it! Why
hasn’t anyone come up to tell us what the hell is going on!?”

No
sooner do the words leave Brooklyn’s mouth, we hear gun shots fired. “Oh. My.
God!” We both scream, as the gun shots startle us.

I
jump to my feet, running; well because of my belly, I walk quickly, attempting
to run towards the door. Ignoring the shouts from Brooklyn and Lorelei, I fling
the door open and begin descending the stairs.

Within
seconds they’re both by my side, following me down the stairs, “Savannah, we
need to go back upstairs. Right! Now!” Brooklyn shouts, grabbing my arm.

Snapping
my head towards her, I yank my arm out of her grasp, “I’m going to make sure my
husband is okay, you can either come with me, or go back upstairs. It’s your choice.”

Brooklyn’s
stunned momentarily, but shakes it off. “You’ve lost your fuckin’ mind, but I’m
not letting you go alone.” She snaps, as she follows me down the stairs.

Lorelei
stays upstairs to call for an ambulance while Brooklyn and I head to Kayden’s
game room.

We
quickly make our way through the house and go straight to Kayden’s gun cabinet.
Grabbing a revolver; I quickly open the chamber, filling it with bullets, and we
make our way out the front door.

We
hear the sound of men fighting as we approach the left side of the house.
Holding the gun up, I round the corner and all the wind is sucked from my lungs
the moment my eyes land on Zak. He’s fighting Jax, and it’s apparent who’s
kickin’ whose ass.

Jax
notices us, and shouts over his shoulder for us to go back inside the house.
Just as I feel Brooklyn pulling on my arm, yanking me backwards, I hear Kayden
come running up from behind. Turning, I see he’s soaked to the bone, and
covered in mud. “Savannah? What the hell? You need to get back inside the
house!” The anger in his voice startles me, I stammer as I begin walking
backwards.

Jax
is standing, holding Zak by his collar, landing punch after punch. Kayden, ignoring
me and focusing on them, he charges Zak and tackles him to the ground, landing
several punches to Zak’s face, “You son of a bitch! When I’m through with you,
you’ll wish you’d stayed in jail!”

Jax
jumps back and hovers above them, holding his gun ready to take a shot, if
needed. Finally, I see the police lights through the trees, approaching the
house.

Dragging
her eyes back to me, from the fight unfolding before us, Brooklyn shouts,
“Savannah, come on…please.” She’s yanking on my arm, but I can’t move.

My
body is consumed with a piercing pain tearing through me, “Oooowww…” I scream out
as a contraction rocks me to my core, and I feel a sudden trickle of fluid run
down my legs. Panic hits me and tears begin in fall from me eyes, “My water
just broke…”

Brooklyn
takes the gun from my hands, tucks it into the back of her jeans, and wraps her
arm around me and tries to help me back towards the house.

Everything
is happening so fast; I can barely process it. I see Kayden and Zak fighting
and the rain is coming down so hard the entire yard is beginning to flood. Trying
to climb to his feet, Kayden stumbles and slips on the muddy ground. Zak uses
this moment to dive towards his gun on the ground a few feet away, rolling onto
his back; he points the gun up at Kayden.

Screaming
out, I shout for Kayden, trying to warn him as he reaches for his gun. I hear
gun shots explode causing my ears to start ringing; screaming, I cover my mouth
as tears fall, mixing with the cold rain, numbing my body.

Everything
happens in slow motion. Kayden falls back onto the wet ground as water
splashing up all around him. At the same time, Zak’s body goes lifeless as
blood pours out of his skull, and he falls back into the mud.

Jax
shoves his gun in his holster and runs towards Kayden. The sound of sirens
behind me grows louder, as the police cars approach the house.

They’re
always too late.

I
drop to my knees as the pain becomes too much, my entire body is shaking from
crying and the wind blowing over my water drenched clothes.

I
drop my eyes to ground as the rain drops pound on top of me. My head is
spinning, and then everything goes black as I collapse into Brooklyn’s arms.

~~~

Kayden

Rain
is pegging me in the fuckin’ eyes; blinking, I raise my arm up and cover my
face. Jax is knelling down beside me; he looks like shit. We’re both soaked to
the bone, and have mud covering every fuckin’ inch of our bodies.

“Kayden…you
okay?” He asks, sliding his arm under my head and helping me sit up.

I
hear Brooklyn shouting from behind me, “Is he okay?! Savannah just fainted…and
her water broke. We need to get her to the hospital!”

Shit!
Sitting up, I let Jax help me to my feet. Thank God for this fuckin’ vest. It
just saved my God damn life. Standing, I slide my gaze over to a lifeless Zak.
He’s lying dead in the mud with a bullet whole between the eyes.

Looking
away, I turn back to Jax, “Ya know, you could’ve shot the fucker a few seconds
sooner and saved me this frickin pain in my ribs.” I say sarcastically,
slapping him on the chest.

“Aye,
mate. I was just tryin’ to make sure it looked like self-defense; we don’t need
any trouble with the cops. Who, by the way, are makin’ their way over here as
we speak.” He nods his head towards the front of the house where there are
three cop cars parked, and troopers that are heading our way.
They’re all hollering instructions for everyone to
drop their guns, which we immediately comply with.

“Can
you two jack asses stop flapping your fucking gums, and help me carry her into
the house!” Brooklyn snaps up at us, she’s sitting on the ground with Savannah
lying in her arms.

My
ribs hurt like a bitch, but I ignore the pain and run to Savannah. Scooping her
up in my arms, I spot blood on her legs and it scares the living shit out of
me. “She’s bleeding!” I yell, snapping my head over to Brooklyn, who’s running
beside me.

Rolling
her eyes at me like I’m some fuckin’ idiot, she says, “I told you! Her water
broke, that’s what happens.”

Two
ambulances’ are pulling up as we make our way towards the front of the house.
The police send one set of paramedics to the back of the house to get Zak’s
body; two more paramedics run towards us with a gurney, “Lay her on here sir,
we’ll take it from here.”

I
told the police they can take my statement at the hospital, I’m not leaving my
wife’s side. Due to the dead body being Zak’s, they agreed.
Jax told them he’ll answer any questions they
have before he heads over to the hospital with Brooklyn.

I
look to Brooklyn and Jax with panic coursing through me. I’m a mess. I can’t go
to the birth of my children looking like this.

“Go.
I’ll pack you some fresh clothes; they’ll let you shower at the hospital.”
Brooklyn says, giving me a sympathetic smile before sprinting into the house
with Jax right behind her. 

Just
as I’m about to climb into the back of the ambulance, I spot my mother running
out of the house towards me. “Oh my gosh! Sweetie, are you okay?” She asks
wiping away tears that are rolling
down her
cheeks.

She
climbs up and sits down beside me while the paramedics are busy getting
Savannah hooked up to I.V.’s. Never taking my eyes off of Savannah, I answer
her, “I’m fine. I was wearing a vest, so thank God he aimed for my chest and
not my head.” My words come out horse and I let out an eerie laugh. I’m still
slightly shaken up. I can’t stop thinking, what if? What if he knew I had a
vest on and aimed for my head as Jax did with him? I would be dead right now.

A
cold shiver shoots up my spine, but I push the negative thoughts away, and
focus on Savannah, who’s finally coming to. All the excitement caused her to
faint, but they said she’ll be okay. Now we just gotta haul ass to the hospital.
Her contractions are now ten minutes apart, and I definitely don’t want my kids
born in the back of an ambulance.

“Kayden?”
Savannah’s whispers, blinking her eyes as she comes to.

Leaning
towards her, I take her hand in mine, and press kisses to her knuckles, “I’m
here, Baby. We’re on our way to the hospital. How are you feeling?”

The
tears in her eyes are like a sucker punch to my gut, blinking through the tears
she stares up at me with confusion in her eyes, “I saw you get shot…I thought
you were dead!”

Brushing
her hair back gently, it’s soaking wet, and stuck to her beautiful face, I
smile down at her trying to reassure her that I’m fine, “I was wearing a bullet
proof vest, Jax gave it to me. I guess it’s one of the many perks of having
security with us twenty-four-seven. I’m fine, just a little bruised is all.”

Savannah
closes her eyes and breaths through another contraction. I feel so helpless,
they gave her a shot in her thigh of Demerol to help with the pain until she
can get to the hospital and get her epidural.

“Zak?”
Her words come out barely audible.

Shaking
my head, and pressing my lips against her knuckles I whisper, “He’s gone, Baby.
We never have to worry about him ever again.”

~~~

After
a very long four hours we finally have two healthy baby boys, and an extremely
tired mommy. Even though Colton and Brayden were born nineteen days before
their due date, they’re both doing great. They just need a little help
breathing. Colton was born at 1:52 a.m., and Brayden at 2:08. Both with heads
full of dark hair, and are 18” long and 5lbs 4oz, and 5lbs 6oz.

They
are perfect in every way. Just like their mama.

Savannah
is fast asleep recovering from a trying delivery, and even more trying day.
What started out as a horrific evening has swiftly changed into the most
amazing morning of my life.

The
moment I laid eyes on Colton as the nurses cleaned him up and set him in my
arms, I was in love with him. He’s so tiny. I felt emotions I’d never
experienced in my entire life, the moment he wrapped his little fingers around
mine.

When
I laid him in Savannah’s arms and saw the love pouring from her face as she
gazed down at him, it took my breath away. But we had another lil’ Knox ready
to come into the world, so we gave Colton to the nurses and let them finish
cleaning him up and putting his I.D. bracelets on his tiny little ankle.

Savannah
was so strong; I don’t know how she did it twice. When she was pushing Colton
out, the doctor asked if I wanted to witness the birth of my first child. I
thought why the hell not, then instantly regretted it. The moment I saw him
crowning, I almost passed the fuck out. So when she was pushing Brayden out, I
stayed as far away as fuckin’ possible. I stood by her side holding her leg
while a nurse held the other and after almost twenty minutes of pushing lil’
Brayden entered the word.