"We need to rescue him." 
                          
Denver smacked the table and stood up in rage. Monica tried to calm him down but he kept pacing angrily.
                          
"There were rules." Nairobi spoke. Tokyo put her head on the table. 
                          
"I have a son, a life! Do you really think I'm going to risk everything?" Denver shouted.
                          
"Rio is in some shithole where he's having ice water thrown on his and his feet kicked to the ground!" Tokyo yelled.
                          
"I will not have my son live the way I did! Or suffer the way my father did for all of us!" He shouted again. I looked down.
                          
"I get where he's coming from professor." I added. "I can't risk my daughters life for this, she needs to grown up happy I promised her that!"
                          
"I have a plan in motion but it will take time and preparation." He explained.
                          
"What's your kids name?" I asked Monica.
                          
"Cincinnati." She spoke. I raised my eyebrows and smirked. 
                          
"So how old is Camilla?" Tokyo asked. I looked at Nairobi briefly.
                          
"3 months." I replied. I could see the look on Berlin's face but I looked away quickly. 
                          
"For Paris and Tokyo, you guys will need to disguise. Tokyo's already cut her hair and I think you will need to too." The professor told me. I didn't want to but I knew it was necessary.
                          
After everyone had eaten and we had all talked about what the plan was, some of them went to bed leaving me, Nairobi and Berlin downstairs.
                          
"I'm tired I'm gonna go to bed." She told me and stood up. She then walked over and kissed me gently before going upstairs. I poured myself some more wine.
                          
"I know she's mine." Berlin said. I looked at him. "It's obvious."
                          
"Not as obvious as the reason to why you left me." I snapped at him. "And she's mine and Nairobi's."
                          
"Clearly you've been ok." He responded.
                          
"Just because I'm actually happy now doesn't mean that what you did didn't hurt."
                          
"I had my reasons." He told me.
                          
"Which were what?" I asked. He was silent.
                          
"You know, this is like the first time I tried to kiss you."
                          
"Does that mean I get the slap you again?" I asked. He chuckled mockingly. "I fucking hate you."
                          
"We both know that's a lie." He replied.
                          
"I may consider tolerating you after a while, depends on how good your reasons are." I told him.
                          
"My reasons aren't to be shared."
                          
"Camilla may be your biological daughter but let's make one thing clear, she will never be your daughter."
                          
I chugged the last of my mine and then slammed it on the table.
                          
"Then you can go fuck yourself." I stood up and then walked up to the beds.
                          
He could piss me off more than anybody just by the looks he gave me. I hate the fact that he thinks I've gotten over the fact he left me without saying anything. I've gotten over him, but not the way he left.
                          
After sleeping through most of the the night, I woke up the next morning around the same time everyone else did.
                          
There didn't have to be much preparation for this plan, it just had to be executed in the right way which would take a couple of days. We were all anxious about Rio being stuck and hurt there so we sped it up.