"Are you going to leave too?" I asked quietly.

"You can't choose your family V." He said. "I won't hold their actions over you."

I wriggled over making space and patted the bed space. His arms enveloped me and I inhaled his intoxicating scent.

"Did you just smell me?" He asked with a cocked eyebrow.

"It's not the weirdest thing I've done and I missed you. Even though it only felt like yesterday since I saw you."

I smiled as I felt his chuckle under my head that lay on his chest.

"I'm glad you didn't die." He whispered into my hair.

"That job is still reserved for you." I laughed.

"I don't think I could kill you if I had to." He retorted dryly.

"Don't worry Ness, turns out hell couldn't even handle me so they sent me back here. Well goddamn..." My words drifted off as the dream I had came back. I remembered the floral scent around Ronnie was frangipani, just like I smelt in my dream. Just like Nini.

I found some comfort in the thought she was keeping her promise and relaxed enough to sleep. I was woken a few times by Ronnie to find Nestor already by her side with a bottle ready. I still couldn't understand where the cold mercenary I met had gone. Was it a facade and always this sweet or had fatherhood evolved him. I watched him cradle his daughter gently and fell back to sleep with the image committed to memory.

As soon as visiting hours started there was a knock on the door and a giant teddy was carried into the room. Nestor's guard went up instantly since he couldn't see who was holding it. I reached for one gun as he reached for his other and we had them pointed before the teddy moved.

"Give me a fucking break." I sighed and put the gun back in Nestor's holster. "What are you doing here Bishop?"

"Frankie said you woke up. You had us all worried."

Before I could ask who 'all of us' were the door opened again and most of the Mayans filled the room. They had balloons, more teddies and baby clothes in gift bags bundled in their arms.

"I'm sorry sobrina. We all are. Shit got way out of hand but we are here to make it right. We are familia, including this little beauty." Bishop said as he stepped closer to Ronnie's bassinet.

Nestor hopped off the bed and stepped closer to her as Bishop approached. Bishop held his hands up as if to say 'I come in peace.' The rest of the Mayans hung back, showing they weren't a threat to Ronnie.

"You want to rekindle this familial relationship between us?" I asked him and he nodded. "Or do you plan to use me because of my uncle?"

I watched as his eyes narrowed and the other Mayans looked confused.

"Did you're president not tell you Ethan Zobelle was his brother-in-law? Tsk tsk Bish. I wasn't born yesterday, just revived. I want nothing to do with my uncles, either of them. Get out."

My voice had started to raise and Ronnie let out a cry. The door flung open and Happy sauntered in looking ready to kill. His jaw was ticking and his hand itching for his gun as he took in the situation. He walked across the room and put himself between Bishop and the bassinet which Bishop noticed.

"You know the kid ain't yours. If you think she's gonna drop the mercenary now that the baby's born, you didn't see them cuddled up before we came in." Bishop said trying to wind him up.

Happy just grunted but didn't move or give him a response. His body language showed he was fuming but he held it back pretty well.

"If you are only here to shit stir just leave." I said to my uncle. "Next time you want help, ask me nicely and I'll consider it but don't insult my intelligence with this bullshit."

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