Chapter 13

Elianas P.O.V

I rolled over in bed and moved closer to the heat that was next to me. When I felt something draped over my waist I quickly opened my eyes.

Once I did I saw a sleeping Dean. He had his arm around me so that I was pushed up against him.

He looked so peaceful while he slept. He didn't have his normal mean look on his face. It was softened and at peace.

"Didn't your mom ever tell you not to stare?" I jumped a little when he spoke but hit his chest when he started to laugh and open his eyes.

"Where am I?" Looking around I realized I wasn't where I once was.

"Your in my room." He pulled me closer to him making me look to him again.

"Why am I here?"

"Well I wanted to make sure you didn't fall out of bed with that leg."

I rolled my eyes "oh yeah because I wouldn't be able to get back into my bed."

"Yeah exactly so that's why I have you here." He nodded proud of what he came up with.

"I'm going back to my room." I laughed trying to get up but he wrapped his hands around my waist flipping me so that I was under him and he laid his body on top of mine.

"Nope I want you here with me." He sighed with content as he laid his head on my stomach keeping me locked in place.

"Dean" i laughed trying to push him off of me but he just wrapped his arms around me tighter.

"Please." He said looking up to me with a serious face "having you here I was able to sleep for the first time in weeks."

My heart jumped at that sentence just looking at his brown eyes. Bringing my hand up I wrapped it around the back of his head nodding my head "ok." I said softly.

He laid his head back down on my stomach and ran my fingers through his hair till I heard the sound of him softly breathing telling me he had dozed off to sleep.

After and hour of laying with him my legs were getting numb and I really hand to pee. I somehow slid out from under him and grabbed my crutches going to his bathroom.

Once I got out I went back out to see he was sleeping still like a baby.

I started to look around his room and realized how dark it was. It was a very big room with a tv a balcony and it's own desk and chair.

Making my way to the desk I saw there was some photos on it and I picked up the few that were on the top of the pile.

The fist one was a photo of two little boys laughing together in front of a white backdrop. By the looks of them it was Dean and Logan from when they were little boys.

The next one was both of the boys a little bit older but this time Dean had a baby in his arms. All three of them were smiling as they looked into the camera.

But who was this little baby? I didn't hear the boys say anything about them having another sibling.

The next photo was the boys and the baby the same year but this time they were with two adults. The mother was sitting holding the baby and the two boys were standing in front of the father. Who's hands were on the boys shoulders. Both of the boys smiles were gone as they stared into the camera. The father has this hard look on his face as he also didn't smile. He gave me the creeps

But my eyes went to the mother and the baby. The baby was now crying and the mother looks like she was pleading to the photographer. Pleading for him to stop her pain. Pleading for him to help. It sent chills down my body as I looked at it.

The next photo that I flipped to was of Dean Logan and a girl years later. They are all dressed up in there Christmas best standing in front of a Christmas tree. The baby had grown into a beautiful young lady who was protected in between the two boys in the photo.

She had long black hair with eyes like Dean. she was short like me with bright red lips. How come I haven't meet this girl yet.

"She was 15 there" I turned to see Dean was now sitting up in bed looking at what I was holding.

"I remember all she wanted that year was a puppy." A sad smile went across his face as he remembered a locked up memory. "Me and Logan went out Christmas Eve night after that photo was taken and found this little pup with the cutest little ear that was white while the rest of him was black."

He got out of bed and made his way over to me wrapping his arms around my waist pulling me in so that he can see the photo more.

"She was so excited the next morning when we brought him in the next morning. Named him Jax that day."

"Who is she?" I asked softly as his smile dropped little but it was still there "my sister Rachel." So they had a little sister that I haven't met yet.

"She's beautiful."

"She was" I turned a little to look at him "was?"

His eyes locked with mine and I could see them getting glassy like he was going to break.

"She killed herself the same way you tried to. She was home alone and only 17 she would have been 20 today. Logan and I found her that day and my father acted as if it meant nothing." I looked back down to the photo and I noticed many little things I didn't see at first. One there was a black shadow on her eye that was covered with the makeup she had on but it wasn't well. I saw she was holding her sleeves tightly like I do when I would cut.

My eyes started to tear up as I realized what that had to mean.

"My father was a bad man Eliana. He hurt my mother and my sister when anything bad happened. He hurt Logan and I to but by making us become his little soldiers." I turned around fast wrapping my arms around him holding on tightly.

"My mother after my sisters death she grew sick. My father never treated her right so he made her worse. The cancer took her faster then we all wanted"

"I'm so sorry." I said as he picked me up putting me on the table.

"You didn't do anything wrong. It was my fault it all happened."

"No." I said pulling back and holding his face in my hands.

"I could have saved her that day. She called me to tell me that my father had just let a man take advantage of her for money. He raped her and payed my dad once he was done." He said as a tear rolled down his face.

"I didn't answer because me and Logan were at a meeting for my father." He laughed a little trying to move but I saw him clench his fist.

I grabbed for his hands and he stopped looking down at them. He let out a sigh as he moved closer leaning his head on mine again.

"I lost so many people with this life. Some of watched die some I've killed with my own hands" another sentence that sent chills up my spine. "I've been trying for the past two years to make sure me and Logan could get out of this. He had just had a baby and a wife. The only test is we need to find our father. Once we find him one of us has to end where this all started."

"How" I asked stupidly

"My father has to be killed Eliana. The start of the Armani mafia has to be taken down first so that me or Logan can take it over and end it. He knows that I have been working with the police so he's also looking for me because he wants me dead as well."

"So it's father out for son, son out for father" he nodded his head not wanting to look at me.

"Hell of a bomb to drop on someone." He smirked nodding his head a little.

"I know and I brought you into this mess and I'm so sorry Angel." He brought his hand up softly to my cheek as he looked me in the eyes. I had seen something in them I hadn't before and I couldn't place my finger on what it was.

But I couldn't help myself to lean in when I felt something pulling me to him. His hand moved to my chin pulling me closer to him as both our eyes began to shut.

"Dean we- oh shit I'm sorry!" Gunner hissed as he rushed out of the room forcing me and Dean to move away from each other fast.

Dean looked pissed as he turned to look at the door that Gunner had rushed out of.

"I'm going to get a sign one of these days that's going to teach him to knock before fucking up another moment like that." He hissed helping me off of the table. I just rolled my eyes and jumped up fast before he could leave and kissed his cheek.

He turned to look at me and his face softened again as he smiled down at me.

"We will finish this when I get back." He picked me up making me laugh a little as he threw me over his shoulder and carried me back to bed.

"Be good." He said before turning and leaving me in his room. Once he was out I looked around at the room one last time before I flopped back into his bed wanting more sleep.