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"Pizza is great. I love pizza." Killian said as he bear hugged Alyvia.
"Uggghhh!!! You are so tiny, I feel like I could crush you!" He rested his cheek against the top of her small head. He closed his eyes momentarily. Taking comfort in her scent and warmth. His daughter was safe for the time being. He set her down after a long minute.
"Di, I just got word that I need to go to a meeting tonight. Is that okay with you? I mean....I can see if I can get out of it if you need me to. I shouldn't be gone more than an hour though."

Killian was squatting down, rubbing the pup roughly. The pup was growling playfully and leaping about. Clearly in play mode. His eyes moved from the puppy as he straightened up and moved toward Diana.

Killian decided to do something stupid. Something Diana might not like, but he felt he had to do it. Had to be the one who made the first move. He had to let her know that he didn't just want to hang out. That he wanted to be there for his family, and protect them. He had just found them, and had no intention of losing them. Not now, not ever.

Killian moved one hand up her back, and buried it in her hair as he pulled her closer and kissed her. The kiss lasted about a minute. It was not overly demanding, but it was a kiss that was definitely much more than friendly.
"I love you Diana, and I love Alyvia. You two are my main concern right now. I do need to do this though, so I appreciate your patience." He hugged her close, burying his face in her dark hair. She smiled familiar and comforting.

Jesse shook his head. Women were so temperamental. It was why he was thankful that his girlfriend was not like most other women. Not that he brought his girlfriend around any of these people much. He preferred to keep their relationship private.
"I will get these to who needs them. Be safe Grace, and believe in Orion. He's not the narrow minded a*****e everyone seems to think he is.
A lie told for a good reason can't really be that bad. Not if it can save someone. Just a thought." With that he left. He was actually pleased to go really. He had a meeting to conduct, one that he was not looking forward to. He would much rather be going to a meeting that Orion was conducting.

He did not understand Grace. He never had. She was an odd one, one that trouble followed. It explained why she was friend's with Cadence. She was insane and plagued by trouble as well. Though in all fairness he felt like Grace was a bit more reasonable. Someone you could talk sense into, eventually. It was just a matter of her listening.

When Jesse pulled up he was surprised, not quickly his surprise became anger. Black was in the Club House. he was in Orion's President seat. There was a lot of yelling and back and forth.
"Black! What the ******** are you doing here?!" Black was flanked by quite a few men, some in Angels attire, some in KOR garb.
"Taking what is rightfully mine." Black responded calmly.
"Like hell you are!" Jesse yelled and stomped over to Black. Immediately some of the men stepped between Jesse and Black.
"Ryder should have simply met us halfway. We were willing to do business. Reach an understanding. He wouldn't budge, and now look where we are! His wife is pregnant with another man's baby, he's in prison, and his sister...well...we'll see what happens with her." Jesse could take no more, he lunged for Black. All hell broke loose around him. An all out brawl in the house.

Maralyn's wide eyes looked up and down the table,"You've cooked for more than this?!"Lyn couldn't imagine that. Big gatherings weren't bad. But at this time, she was starting to miss the small family of the Reapers. She had never realized how big the Angel's club was until now. They door was like a revolving one, but yet many members seemed to stay.

As Lincoln introduced another woman to her and a man behind her, Lyn turned away from Moira taking the offered hand with a smile, "Hi Shandee, I'm Maralyn. Lincoln's cousin. Hello Cole." She replied to the man behind the woman in front of her. So not all of these men had family trouble. That was good to know. And she was sure soon her life would be similar."Do you not get..." Her question was cut short as some shouts and greetings were called out to whoever entered the door next. When he came into view of the table there was even more scattered reactions. Lyn's blue eyes took in the big, tattooed man. Not really liking the look of him, or the tenseness that was now laced through Lincoln next to her. When the new man who entered
announced there was going to be a club meeting, She leaned over, whispering to Lincoln,"It seems you have club business to work out. I'll go ahead and leave

When Killian returned it was late. Much much later then what he had originally planned. He was battered, bruised and bleeding. He had been stabbed but he would stitch himself up as he had did often enough.

He tried to be as silent as possible upon returning to his home. Immediately Tino began barking and scratching at the door on his crate.
"Shhhh!" Killian hissed and let the puppy out. He patted the puppy with the hand that wasn't pressed against the bleeding wound. His one eye was already attempting to swell up.

He quickly moved on from the pup as he began to jump. He went into the bathroom, and began rummaging about for the supplies he would need to treat his wound. He stared at the alcohol bottle in his hand and then decided he would be off working in the kitchen. He dumped the supplies on the table and walked to the highest cupboard where he stashed his alcohol. Up high and away from little hands.

He ignored all the blood prints and smears he was leaving in the bathroom and kitchen. He unscrewed the cap on his bottle of tequila and swallowed down as much as he could before having to stop for air. He refilled his lungs and then continued drinking. He finally set the bottle down back on the table.

He carefully undressed the top portion of his body and bit his bottom lip hard. The pain stretching had caused was not nearly as dulled as he had hoped it would be after all that tequila he had just downed. Slowly he inhaled, took another swig of his drink. Then he set the bottle down, and grabbed the isoproply alcohol. He removed the cap and gripped the table's edge in one hand as he prepared himself for the burning pain he would feel once he poured the alcohol.

He poured some of the cold alcohol on the wound and inhaled sharply. He wanted to howl in pain but knew he did not want to wake Lyv or Diana. He pressed the clean wash rag to the wound as he slowly rose to go stretch for his sewing tools. He had to patch himself and a few of the others up from time to time, so he always had some supplies.

Grace ended up calling Archie and asking him to keep Thomas a little longer, and it was a good thing because she'd woken up to pounding on the front door in the middle of the damn night. It also didn't help that she had fallen asleep on the couch, instead of the bed. Either way she was sleeping alone so she didn't see a point in it. After getting up from the couch she rubbed at her eyes and moved to the door, grabbing her handgun and holding it as her side as she pulled the door open. "Jesse?" He was covered in blood, and looking extremely worse for wear. "Jesus Christ, come in." Grace stepped out of the way and watched him move inside before locking the door behind him and turning on the lights. "Are you alright? What happened??"

When Grace had fallen asleep, Jasper went to sit back out on the back porch swing. He pulled out his phone to finally text Cadence back "It's been done and over with Cadence. Take care of yourself now." He hit send, and sat with the phone in his hand as he looked over the yard in the moon's glow. He didn't know what else to tell the girl. Her apology was something, but to him it felt hollow. There's wasn't a reason for it, whether she felt guilty or in need of a friend. She had other things to worry about right now, especially if she lost another baby. He didn't think he could be apart of her remorse again.

It was some hours later that he heard a pounding on the front door.
With a frown he quickly moved back into the house to find Grace at the door with Jesse worse for wear. He moved to the door, pulling Jesse inside not all too gently before stickign his head out to look down the street.
He didn't know what had happened, but he wanted to make sure the trouble wasn't coming for them. Satisfied, he closed and locked the door."Grace, do you got a first aid kit? GO get it." Slinging an arm under the other man's shoulder, Jasper lead Jesse to the kitchen and set him down."What happened, brother?""

Killian did as Diana instructed. He was actually starting to feel a bit lightheaded so he did not bother to challenge what she was saying. He wasn't sure if it was the alcohol or the lost of blood. He just knew the room was beginning to sway.
"Short version...we got our asses handed to us." Killian replied sounding totally defeated.

He closed his eyes as tears threatened to spill over. He would not cry. Not in front of Diana. He was hurting though, not just physically either. He was hurting because he knew Shandee was probably home right now with her children receiving the news that her husband was dead. He had not idea how she would ever overcome that lost. The two had been together since they were teenagers. Then there was Moira....she was the only Mother figure he had ever truly had. His friend Ethan...well...Ethan was both a d**k and a great man. He would have to let his MC know. It was a blow for Killian still though, he and Ethan had been friends several years already.