Both Cody and Willie rushed into Laura’s arms to give her a hug. Lucky for Laura, Highlander was standing behind her, able to keep her from falling onto her back when the boys rushed her.
Standing up, Laura saw that Ryleigh was clinging to her father’s neck, crying because she didn’t want him to leave her so soon. Ryleigh was definitely a daddy’s girl. It broke her heart every time Highlander had to leave for deployment. He always made sure if he was at base to Skype with Laura and the kids every chance he could. He was a good father, especially to Cody.
He treated Cody as if he was Highlander’s flesh and blood. Highlander had no qualms introducing Cody as his son, his brothers introduced Cody as their nephew and his parents even called Cody their grandson. Cody never wanted for anything. As far as his younger siblings were concerned, Cody was Highlander’s son too. They didn’t know any different.
“Go to ye momma little lass. I promise I’ll be home in four days. Ye and I will do something just the two of us when I get back. I promise.” Highlander softly told his daughter.
“Promise, daddy? I’ll get daddy time too?” Ryleigh asked, sniffling into Highlander’s shoulder.
“Aye, lass. I promise ye will get ye daddy time when I get back. Just the two of us.” Highlander kissed his daughter’s head before he put her down.
Reaching out, Highlander pulled Laura into his arms, holding her tight. “You’re only going camping, handsome. You guys have the satellite phones incase your cells don’t work, right?”
“Aye, we have the satellite phones as well. Hank said the numbers are on his desk if ye lasses need them if ye can’t get us on our cells.” Highlander kissed Laura’s forehead as he sighed. “Ye sure ye lasses will be ok?”
Laura chuckled, nodding her head in Highlander’s neck. “Yes, Joe. We will be fine. Missing you like crazy at night since I won’t have my teddy bear to curl up with now that you’re back home. But I’ll make do with your pillow and t shirt you left behind for me.”
“I want pictures of ye in my shirt, lass.” Highlander winked at Laura.
Highlander kissed Laura, drinking from her lips, ignoring his friend’s catcalls and teasing. “I know of three men who apparently likes torture when we get back to base.”
Laura chuckled against Highlander’s lips. “Give ‘em hell babe. You and the boys be safe. I love you.”
“Tha gaol agam ort, lass” Highlander whispered against Laura’s lips.
“God, you know how to destroy my undies when you talk like that.” Laura whispered back into Highlander’s lips.
Fifteen minutes later, the men were loaded up and gone, headed into the Crazy Mountains for the next four days. Laura, Sadie, Allie, and York loaded up into the large SUV with the three kids and headed to Bozeman for a day of site seeing, shopping and fun.
Both groups, in their own world, oblivious to the danger getting ready to find them, causing chaos to rain down on their bubble of paradise.
* * *
“Have you found them yet?”Frankie Jones asked his little brother, loading up their truck with weapons.
“Yep! Assholes made mention of going to some place called Eagle Rock, Montana. Fuckers are going camping with some friends of theirs. Some place called Crazy Mountains or something like that.” David Jones answered, smirking over at his big brother.
“Yo, Marcel, load up asshole! We’re going hunting for some squeals that think they are better than us. When we’re done, I’ll let you, Gomer, Dewey and Pork Chops have some fun with the women.” Frankie laughed, rubbing his cock through his jeans. “I’m going to have fun with that bitch called Taz. I’m going to bring that whore down a peg or two.”
David cackled at his brother’s antics. “I wanna video that shit. You boys can video while I fuck up that Diesel chick’s ass. I’ve been wanting to tap that bitch in the ass ever since she opened that smart ass mouth of hers. I’m going to show her what that mouth is really for.”
“Oh yeah! I want that fat bitch the Lt. claims is his wife. I like a little pork with my fucking.” Marcel Buduoxe grinned, rubbing his cock through his jeans, mimicking Frankie.
“Don’t worry boys.” Frankie spoke to Dewey, Gomer and Pork Chops. “I’m sure there’s plenty to go around for you boys too. These three get the meat first. The rest is bonus fucking!”
All six men burst into laughter, clapping their hands, getting excited for their adventure to come. Loud laughter, back slapping, ribbing each other and beer bottles clinking against each other in cheer was all the noise to be heard around the garage they were all gathered in.
The six men loaded up the two vehicles they were taking with their weapons of choice, clothes, tents and anything else they thought they would need for the next several days of mayhem they were getting ready to cause.
“How far are we driving?” David questioned his brother, looking at the map laid out on the table.
“We’re going to go as far as we can, probably to Salt Lake and then drive the rest of the way the next day. We’ll give the fuckers a couple of days of peace, because, once we get there, their fucking world is going to implode, begging their maker not to let us take them.” Frankie growled as he finished his sentence.
“I still think we should fucking deal with the women first, fuck them left and right, take a few of them with us so we can make them mother fuckers watch as we teach their women what a real man is.” Marcel shouted out to his friends.
“Why not split up? Three of us go after the Lt. and his fuckers, the other three go after the women, get them rounded up and meet up with us in the mountains where we have the prey tied up, make them watch as we fuck their women and then the women watch as we slit the men’s throats.” David recommended to Frankie, who’s the self-appointed team leader.
“That works. David and Marcel are with me. We know how these fuckers operate. Dewey, I want you, Gomer and Pork Chops to deal with the women. Don’t fuck ‘em until you get them with us at the camp site but do what you have to do to get them cooperative.” Frankie ordered the small group. “Let’s roll out fuckers!”
