Chapter 27

27

Piston – One Week Later

“Please, please, I don’t know where he’s gone,” the man before me screams in terror as I slice his arm.

As I reach for his hand, I pause, smirking, giving him a chance to change his answer. But he shakes his head vigorously, his black, greasy hair falling over his eyes.

With a tut, I cut his pinkie off. He screams and cries, thrashing in the chair he’s tied to over the drain in the bunker, his finger dropping on the floor.

The last time I was in here was when I killed Katie, and here I am again, but this time, I don’t want this fucker dead; I want answers.

I need them….

Cam was driving back from the grocery store with Sapphire, and found this fucker on the side of the road on his phone; his bike had broken down, and what do you know, he had a Killers jacket on.

Cam took the initiative, and Sapphire dug in and helped bring him to the clubhouse last night.

“What time do you need to be at the hospital?” Steal asks over the screams, and I turn to look at him. He shrugs. “I thought I could take you….”

Canine snorts but coughs to cover it while I grin. “We’ve got to see if the baby has a heartbeat today, Prez, you not busy enough to wait around?”

He grins., “Nope, not busy at all.”

I chuckle and turn back to the fucker, and stab him in his stomach, and growl, “You do know where he fucking is, and I suggest you tell me or you’re going to be in a world of pain. I’m barely holding on as it is because I recognize you; you are one of the fuckers who took my wife.”

He coughs as I remove the knife, and he sneers, “You don’t know him; he’ll hide until he wants to be found, and maybe, if she had told us what we wanted to know, she wouldn’t have been taken.”

Anger hits and I get in his face, murmuring, “Actually, I know the bastard well; he’s the man who beat the shit outta me growing up, but he underestimated me where my wife is concerned.” His eyes widen. “What, didn’t my dad tell you he had two kids in the Huntsmen MC? Some leader he is, lying to his men.”

I grin at the fucker, then stab him in the shoulder next, making him cry out as the brothers have their conversation behind me.

“I think I should take Piston to the hospital; she is my sister-in-law, after all,” Acid chimes in as I slice off the guy’s pointer finger, and he sobs.

Acid is not fooling anyone.

“You just want to see if Perrie is there,” Steal adds, making the brothers chuckle as I roll my eyes. They start to bicker like I’m not torturing someone in front of them.

“Cassidy doesn’t want to see you, Steal. It’s been five years, and she looked ready to castrate you. Are you really willing to test her anger?” Acid tries, though he’s not lying. Every time Steal come to the hospital, she’s suddenly too busy, and gets interns to check on my girl, the same interns who have stated they’ve had to hide the sharp instruments from her.

“And Perrie doesn’t want to see you,” Steal retorts, and I sigh.

I tighten my smile and hold my finger up, making the guy in the chair look at me with confusion and perplexity, before I turn to the squabbling idiots.

“Neither lady wants anything to do with either of you,” I snap, getting their attention. I look at Acid. “You fucked Perrie despite knowing her feelings for you over the years, told her it was a mistake, then fucked her so-called best friend a week later to hide from your feelings.” He scowls, but I ignore it and look at my prez. He raises a brow, and I sigh. “Steal, you held a gun to Cassidy’s head and didn’t even question her. Faith told you how it went down, and you believed her, not questioning the fact that Cassidy maybe had a reason for stabbing Brute, or she may not have stabbed him at all, she could have walked into the kitchen and seen him on the floor and tried to save him, being the healer she is.” He swallows, his throat bobbing. “As I said, you both fucked up, and the ladies are moving on.”

Acid steps forward and demands, “What do you mean moving on?”

I groan, lifting my hand to the idiot, and snap, “I’m trying to fucking torture someone here!”

Steal growls, “Piston….”

I huff. “Perrie’s lawyer guy is sniffing around her again, and Cassidy, well, I’ve heard her on the phone several times. It sounds like she’s seeing someone.” I point the knife at Steal, blood dripping from it. “It’s been five years, so get the scowl off your face. It’s not like you’ve stayed a fucking monk.”

Steal's face reddens while Acid scoffs, “Over my dead fucking body….”

Anchor chuckles from where he’s leaning against the wall and states, “And this is why I don’t fucking date,” as the rest of the brothers watch the show, most likely wishing for popcorn.

Steal scoffs, “Funny, whose number do you keep calling?”

Anchor smirks but doesn’t answer him, and I turn back to the fucker in the chair, who looks confused as fuck.

Yeah, I don’t blame him…

“Alright, so where was I? Oh yeah….” I dig the knife into his thigh, making him cry out, and I demand, “Where in the fuck is my father?”

I scanned the fucking cameras all over New York, and the fucker has gone underground. Acid and several brothers even went through our childhood home and found fuck all.

Our father isn’t this fucking smart.

“Maybe we should just kill him,” Axe says, and I go still, slowly turning my head in his direction.

He’s my blood cousin, but something is always off with him….

He holds his hand up. “It was just a suggestion.”

I pull the knife out of the fucker’s thigh, then smirk at Axe and place the tip at the fucker’s cock.

Every man’s weakness….

“No, please, no…. He’s in Brooklyn, he’s hiding in Brooklyn!” he screams, then rattles off the address to an apartment.

I grin, looking at Axe, stating, “See, that wasn’t so hard, was it,” before I stab the knife in the fucker’s neck.

Axe flinches, and I narrow my eyes before pulling the knife out of the guy, and watching him choke on his own blood.

Steal steps up. “Acid, look the address up. Take a few brothers with you. Pitbull, you go with him. Cannon and Bulldozer oversee Axe and Cam's removal of the body. Piston, go shower. I’ll take you to the hospital, and bring you and your girl home.”

I nod as the brothers do as they are told, no one questioning the Prez’s orders or acknowledging the fact that Axe has been put on prospect duty for speaking out the way he did.

He’s been acting weird lately….

An hour later, Steal and I walk into my girl’s room.

Her eyes light up seeing me while Cassidy…her smile disappears seeing Steal. I give her an “I’m sorry” smile while swallowing my chuckle as her eyes sharpen, murder written all over her face.

Clearing my throat, I walk over to Nat and kiss her gently, asking, “How are you feeling, Diamond?”

She one arm shrugs, making me smile, and she replies, “A little tired, very nervous.”

I nod, tucking her hair behind her ear. “Whatever happens, it’ll be okay, I promise.”

“Trouble, what in the fuck is that?” Steal asks with shock, making us both look his way. He’s staring at Cassidy with wide eyes.

Cassidy grins. “This?” she asks as she waves what looks to be a massive fucking wand with a condom on it, and says, “This is something I would really love to see shoved up your?—”

Nat cuts her off and warns, “Cass….”

Cassidy looks at her innocently. “What? You’re the one who asked for me to do this, and I’m not lying. Watching him scream while I shove it up his?—”

“Cass!” Nat warns again.

Cass grumbles, “You’re no fun,” which makes my wife laugh, while Steal and I look at them in confusion, a little disturbed.

“Right,” Cass says, then looks at Nat and asks, “Does he have to be here for this?” Nat smirks and Cass sighs, then snaps at her ex, “Get near her head, jackass, before I do something I dream of doing.”

Steal raises a brow, and she lifts the white wand thing at him, and he scrambles quickly, making Natalie laugh.

“Okay, Nat, I need you to lift your legs on the stirrups.”

Steal and I look at each other in shock.

Surely, that thing is not going….

The ladies ignore us, and my mouth drops open as Cass pours lube on the wand, and then?—

“Hang on, hang on,” I snap, stepping forward. Cass grins while Nat groans.

“Dammit, Eli, I now owe Cassidy one favor, any fricking favor she asks, and can’t question it.”

I frown and ask, “Huh?” and she scowls at me.

“Cass said you’ll snap at seeing that, and I said you wouldn’t, but there you go, proving me wrong.” I wince as Steal snorts.

Cassidy speaks up, making me look her way as she educates us, "This wand is what we doctors use to do a transvaginal ultrasound. I have to insert it inside of Nat. An ultrasound on the belly won’t pick up the heartbeat, but if there is one, this should hear it. Now stand back and keep your lips shut.”

I narrow my eyes at her. "Again, doctors are supposed to be caring and sweet.”

She laughs. “Yeah, not when said doctor has seen you trying to twerk.”

I slowly close my eyes as Natalie bursts out in laughter.

“Really, Piston?” Steal asks, and I flip him off, making him grin.

“Okay, let's do this,” Cass says, clearly in a rush to get away from her ex.

I wince, and Steal says, “Fuck that’s not natural, right?” as Cass pushes the wand inside my wife, the sheets covering her.

I watch, quite freaked out, as she moves her hand underneath the sheet, and presses a few buttons on the monitor next to her.

“All right, come on, baby, have a heartbeat….”

I swallow hard, seeing the emotions running over Cassidy’s face, her whispered words, “Please don’t let me watch my friend lose another baby,” hitting me hard.

I look at Steal and see his sole focus is his ex.

Suddenly— Whoosh-whoosh….

“Fuck me, is that….” I can’t get all my words out.

Cassidy looks at me, tears coating her cheeks, and she confirms, “Your baby’s heartbeat.”

She wipes her cheeks with her arms and sniffles, pressing more buttons, and then she points to the little blip on the screen.

“That there is the heart beating, nice and strong,” she says sniffling.

Fuck me….

Natalie, who has been quiet, lets out a sob and cries, “What if I fail?”

Pain hits me hard at the fear on my wife’s face, and I open my mouth, but Cass beats me to it, grabbing my girl's leg, causing her to look at her. She says, “The best mom, remember?” Nat sobs. “This child is one lucky child because it has you as a mom, and Nat, that is the greatest gift this child could ask for, do you hear me?” Nat nods, her tears falling, and Cass turns the screen so Natalie can see it clearly. Cass points at the screen. “This baby is going to be brought into this world full of love. It’ll have a father that would kill for it,” I nod in confirmation, “it’ll have uncles to teach it things you wish they wouldn’t,” Nat chokes out a laugh, and I grin, “and it’ll have you. What happened three years ago wasn’t your fault. Your upbringing…shame on them for treating someone as special as you the way they did, because you deserve more. You are loved, Natalie Mathews, and the fact you got Piston to leave his manwhore ways just proves how special you are.”

I give Cass a grateful grin before kissing my wife’s head, murmuring, “I couldn’t have said it any better myself. We’ll be alright baby, I promise.”

Natalie nods and squeezes my hand as Cassidy takes fetal measurements, all while my prez looks at her with awe.

A few hours later, I stand in the doorway of our room, watching as my wife sleeps, cuddling my pillow. After Cass finished her checks, she discharged Nat, ignoring a stumped Steal.

She won’t give him the time of day, but I don’t know what he expected.

I shake my head, push off the doorframe, and strip. I’ve checked on Aunt Holly, Canine, confirming she had a good day, but the doctors have confirmed she’ll become immobile soon, news I don’t really want to tell my wife, but I will tomorrow after she’s had a better night's sleep. I’ve locked up, and now I finally get to go to bed with my wife.

Slowly, I climb in beside her and remove the pillow, before taking her in my arms, and place my lips to her neck, whispering, “I love you,” before putting my hand on her belly, “and you, too.”

Nat sighs in her sleep and I close my eyes, finally feeling relaxed despite my worries about my father.

Nat’s home, she’s back in my arms, and our baby has a heartbeat.