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The cold black eyes softened a bit, and Jordan gave
a slight tilt to his head.
“Very wise.
It’s nice to
meet you, Sammy.”

“Dinner is ready. Let’s go eat.” Abigail grabbed
Sammy from Slater’s hold and pulled her to another room with a big table filled
with a feast. “Sit. Don’t worry about the boys. They’ll sort it out. Kayon is
my intense boy. He means well.” Abigail sat next to her and reached over
getting bowls of food and piling it onto her plate while she talked that she
was glad all the awkwardness was out of the way.

Sammy wasn’t sure about that, but five minutes later
to her surprise all the men walked in, including Brock, who must have only just
arrived, and sat down to dinner, laughing and joking like nothing had ever
happened. Abigail got up and moved next to Daren, and Slater sat on one side of
Sammy with Brock on the other. Sammy relaxed, feeling instantly safe as she sat
between her two men and listened to childhood stories.

Throughout the dinner Slater and Brock gave her
slight intermittent touches here or there, rubbing her leg, holding her hand,
stroking her hair or face, leaning over and brushing kisses against her
skin.
 
Her heart picked up every time,
and Sammy relaxed so much she joined in the laughter and started to feel loved,
cherished, and a part of the family. She was a goner if Brock and Slater kept this
up.

****

Brock got the phone call from his brothers that
Susie was in labor late Sunday night. He was working the late shift and still
had a few hours left. His partner told him to go get his mate and go help his
brother. He called Slater to see if he would pick Sammy up and he would meet
them at the hospital, but Slater didn’t answer any of his calls. Giving up on
Slater he called Sammy. She picked up on the third ring.

“Brock.
I
was about to call you. Slater isn’t answering his phone, and I got a call that
Susie’s in labor. I’ve called a taxi, but they said they’re about twenty
minutes until one will get to me.”

“Don’t worry about the taxi. I’ll be there in
fifteen. It’s quiet, and
Kegon
said he’d cover for me
for the last few hours.”

“Thank you. I will be ready.”

Brock disconnected and thanked
Kegon
as he got what he needed and went down to his car. He called Slater again
leaving a message on his voice mail of what had happened and that he would have
Sammy with him.

He made it to Sammy’s house in record time, parking
in the driveway behind the Commodore he taught Sammy to drive in.
 
Brock got out of the car only to see Sammy
shutting her front door.

“No, stay in the car.
I
said I would be ready.” Sammy walked over with a huge black handbag on her
shoulder and opened the passenger door and sat down, putting her seatbelt on.
Sammy clutched the bag to her. “I’m ready.”

Nodding he put his seatbelt back on and backed out
of her driveway and drove in the direction of the hospital. Sammy sat quiet in
the car for the drive. When they arrived at the hospital she stared at the
building.

“Are you okay?”

Sammy shook her head. “No. I hate hospitals. They
remind me of the couple of times I ended up in them. The pain in my back and
head and anywhere he broke hits me, reminding me of what he did. What I let him
do.”

Brock and his bear wanted to rip Greg to shreds for
what he had done to Sammy. He got out of the car and walked around. Opening her
door, he pulled her out of the seat and hugged her tight. The bear part of him
wanted to soothe her, hug her, and make sure she knew she would be safe from
now on. The human side of him whispered that now was the perfect time to get
the information he needed to help find out what happened with the Breakaway
precinct.

“This visit will be a good one and will end with
life being brought into the world.” Brock kissed her forehead. “This hospital
is the one I met you in. It’s the one that we got Greg in and put him behind
bars.” He stroked her hair. “And, angel, you didn’t let Greg do anything to
you. Greg took choices away from you. Did you okay the doctor the first couple
of times to tell the police, or did you do it yourself?” Brock squished the
guilt he felt for using this moment to see if he could get information by
repeating to himself that he was helping make sure something like what had
happened to Sammy wouldn’t happen again.

“I did it with Susie the first time. I went in and
reported Greg to his peers. I learnt never to do that again, when he came home.
The next time Sandy and Susie did it, and a couple of times nothing was
reported. The last time the doctor rang Susie. He knew of my bad experiences
and offered help.” Brock felt Sammy straighten her shoulders. “I owe that
doctor my life.”
 
Sammy turned in his
arms. “I want to do something for this doctor. Will you help me find out what
Dr. James Domino wants and help me get it for him?”

Brock’s brain was in overdrive. He now knew that
Greg had been reported not only by Sammy but Susie and Sandy, too, and nothing had
been done. Brock wondered what else Breakaway had gotten away with. He was more
determined now to find out what went wrong and who the culprits were.

“I will personally give Dr. Domino whatever he wants
for contacting Susie and asking for help.”

Sammy smiled up at him. He’d slowly been walking
them to the hospital as they talked. “Thank you. I feel better. You’re right,
too. Not everything bad has happened in hospital. There was a lot of good,
too.” Sammy held his hand, and together they walked in and to the reception to
find out where they needed to be for Susie.

They went up the elevator to the maternity ward
where he could see his brothers pacing back and forth outside of the room they
were told to go.

“Why are you out here? You didn’t leave Susie alone
in the room, did you?” Sammy glared at his brothers.

Blake snarled at her, and Brock was surprised when
Sammy didn’t cower or back down. She narrowed her eyes and pointed at Blake.

“Don’t snarl. That’s not an answer.”

Brian groaned. “Mother is in with her. The doctor in
there is trying to put an epidural in her back. Our bears just want to attack
the man who’s doing it because it’s hurting Susie.”

Sammy tensed at the mention of his mother, but
sighed when she heard yelling from the room. “I hate them right now. It should
be their hands I cut circulation off to and curse at.”

Brock grabbed Blake as he went for the door. “Stay
here until she has the epidural in. Sammy will go in, won’t you?”

Sammy looked at him, and Brock could see the debate
in her eyes. Could she handle his mother, being in a hospital, and helping
Susie in her time of need all at once? Sammy took a deep breath, nodded, opened
the door and walked in.

Brock stayed quiet hoping his suggestion was right
and his mother wouldn’t cause trouble. When nothing was heard for a while,
Brock turned to his brothers. “Did they tell you how long she has to go until
the babies could be here?”

“She shouldn’t be having the epidural as she’s
already seven centimeters, but Susie insisted. She begged for a while, and the
doctor gave in. They want her calmer to deliver the twins. The doctor said if
she keeps dilating the way she is we’re looking at early morning.”

Brock had no idea if what Brian had said was good
news or bad. “That’s great. Well, I’m here for you, little brothers.” He patted
his brothers on the back and sat on one of the chairs against the wall.

Ten minutes later a doctor walked out, and five
minutes after that Sammy came out.

“Susie is ready for you both again.” Sammy came and
sat next to him.

Blake and Brian went in the door to Susie.

Sammy surprised Brock when she snuggled against him.
“Don’t ever leave me alone with your mother again,” she whispered.

“You weren’t alone. Susie was with you.”

Sammy inched away from him and glared at him. “Susie
was in no condition to protect me or help me.”

Brock groaned and tried to imagine what his mother
could have said. “What did she say?”

“Let’s just say if looks and noises could kill I
wouldn’t be sitting here now.”

Brock pulled her to him and wrapped his arms around
her and kissed her. “Don’t worry about her. I want you, and my bear wants you.
She has no say in it.”
 
He held her tight
and stroked her back.

Slater arrived and sat next to Sammy. “Sorry. We had
kitchen drama, and I turned off my phone when it happened and forgot to turn it
back on. How’s Susie?”

Sammy sat up and turned to Slater. “Susie just got
an epidural, and they think she’ll have the twins by early morning.”

Slater nodded. “So are we staying to help or going
home and coming back later?”

Brock knew Sammy would want to stay, so he wasn’t
surprised when she said, “I’m staying. I want to be here if Susie needs me. You
two are welcome to go, and I will stay here.” Sammy eyed him, and he knew she
didn’t really want them to go.

“No. I’ll stay here with you.” Sammy smiled at him
and hugged him.

Slater sighed. “Looks like I better get
comfortable.”

Brock eased back in his hard seat and tried not to
listen through the thin walls at Susie’s groaning and cursing at his brothers.
It was going to be a long night.

****

In the early hours of the morning his mother came
out and asked for Sammy to go in and help. His mum looked exhausted as she
followed behind Sammy into the room. Brock sat on the edge of his seat as he
heard the screaming and grunting from Susie. He could hear Sammy encouraging Susie
and his mother soothing his brothers.

What felt like hours later he heard the cry of a
baby and the doctor and nurses telling Susie she was doing well. He heard Susie
instructing Brian to stay with the baby and not let him out of his sight. It
was quiet behind him for a while, only whispering and deep breathing, and then
the groaning and grunting started again. Brock then heard another baby cry.
This one was stronger than the first. Even through the wall Brock could hear
how drained Susie sounded when she told Blake not to leave this baby’s side.

Minutes later the doors opened, and Brian walked out
with nurses and a bundle wrapped in his arms. “I have a son. I have to take him
to ICU to get checked over, and they will do tests and other stuff to make sure
he’s okay.”

Brock stood, and Slater did the same beside him.
They peeked at the tiny little bundle in Brian’s arms. Brock felt his heart
beat faster, and he hoped that he would have the chance to help make something
as perfect as his little nephew.

“He’s very wrinkly, isn’t he?” Brock chuckled at
Slater’s response.

Brian snarled and shook his head. The taller of the
two nurses tapped Brian. “Let’s get him checked out so he can get back to his
mum.” Brian nodded and walked off with the nurses.

As he walked off Blake came out with a bundle in his
massive arms. Brock thought it looked strange to see his hulking brother very
carefully holding a tiny bundle.

“I have a boy. He’s a big boy, bigger than his
brother. He still needs a check out, so I’m taking him to ICU. Mum is staying
with Susie, and so is Sammy until we get back. You two okay? Listening to Susie
didn’t put you off having one of these little guys with Sammy?”

Brock grinned at Blake. “No. I look at him and look
forward to having one. You’re very lucky, brother.”

Blake had a massive smile on his face as he nodded
and followed the nurses to the ICU.

“Wow. You have two new little nephews.” Slater waked
him on the back. “Do you think we’ll get as lucky as your brothers and end up
having a couple of kids?”

Brock looked at Slater, and he could see the longing
in his eyes. Slater was in his late thirties, and Brock turned forty late this
year. “I hope so. I hope so.”

Chapter
Six

Sammy was still exhausted from the other night, and
she hadn’t even given birth to the babies. She lay on the lounge waiting for
Slater to arrive with the movies he’d gone to pick up. She and Slater were
having a laze-about movie night. Brock was going to join them for an hour or so
when he finished work.

Her doorbell rang, and she shouted, “I’ve left the
door open for you.”

Slater came to her with DVDs in one hand and a bag
in the other. He sat next to her placing the DVDs on the coffee table and the
bag. “Hey, beautiful, I got the movies you requested, and in the bag are some
chocolate milks and chocolate.”

Sammy sat up and looked at the movies, one comedy,
two
action
, and one romance. She leaned over to Slater
and kissed him. “Thanks. I didn’t feel like heading out tonight.” He pulled her
so she straddled his lap. “Getting back into the workforce has wiped me out
also.” She circled her arms around his neck. “Thanks so much for giving me a
job.” Sammy leaned forward and brushed her lips over his. “I really appreciate
it.”