#PEACE AT LAST#

ALEX'S POV

Again.

Adrenaline. Pump, pump, pump and pump. My erratic heart beat follows as smoke bombs fill the hallways leading towards Mythias.

Shot after shot I weave my way in through the creaking door. With The rest of the guys making their way to the control room and securing the area I let go of my (H&K) M27 infantry automatic rifle and let it swing by my side.

Immediately rushing towards Mythias I take in his form; one of his hands hung from the ceiling with his bare back turned towards me and head hung low. Gasping I reach out to him with tears pricking my eyes as I take notice of two fresh wounds bleeding profusely from his back and almost tripping over the blue faced dead guy loosing holding on to a whip.

"Mythias-" I whisper his name and begin to pull his hand out of the chains but he stops me and that's when my eye follows the current that the chains attached to. If removed he would get electrocuted...

"It's fine we just need to replace you." Limping with an injured Mythias whose body mass equals to a dozen beings I feel no remorse for the dead guy getting punished by the current trap he himself probably set.

Making it out into the open air and smell of the sea saltines we both inhale clearing our airways off the residue of grenades and smoke bombs. Nathan rushes over and helps me place Mythias carefully on the seat laying him down on his front.

"You guys came..."

"Of course we did, if it weren't for Jace-"

"Not now Will" I scrunch my brows at Wilson and specifically used his nickname. Getting the hint Nathan left me with the supplies to get Mythias cleaned up and left the top deck of the yacht all to him and I. With the cold breeze blowing my flushed face I mentally pat myself for doing Dutch braids or else...

"Alex"

"Don't move-" Cutting off my warning Mythias abruptly sits tall and pulls me onto his lap.

I push the few locks of his hair back and cup his jaws as his arms lock me, keeping no space between us. Looking into his caramel coloured eyes I feel his emotions as our lips unite speaking its own language...it felt just...perfect...

"Marry me love" Mythias pleads as my eyes glaze over I claim his lips sealing his offer in affirmative.

"Yes! Of course Mythias" As soon I exclaim those words I hear an eruption of claps and cheers behind me. Hiding my tear filled eyes in Mythias' chest I begin to scold him for standing while holding me too but he just chuckles it off.

"Did you find him?" Mythias asked eagerly and Jake nods his head. I look at both men confused until I hear barking, very loud barking coming to ear shot.

Mythias gently places me down and knelt down to the height of a beautiful black and white furred husky!

(AXL BELOW)

He ruffles his head and tugs his collar and pulls out something small from its paw shaped locket.

"Meet Axl everyone." Harley and I 'aww' at the husky and move closer towards it but mid-way Mythias makes me turn to him and holds my left hand in his much larger hand and slides a gorgeous rose gold, diamond-cut ring on my finger.

Kneeling down with him I kiss him yet again overwhelmed with the happiness and again hear the cheers and hoots. I pull apart from him and pat Axl who leans closer into me earning smiles from everyone.

"So, is there even an exit plan?" Lester asks scratching his head.

"How can someone who can work a snipper in his sleep be so oblivious to his surroundings?" Jake questions his brother while smacking his back in amusement as Nathan breaks it to him.

"The yachts ours man, we just did a job"

"2 birds with one stone huh..."

I laugh at their antics and lock my arms around Mythias shoulders never wanting to let go and whisper softly, my now favourite words..."I love you Mythias Thexton Maxwell"

PREVIOUSLY: JACE'S POV

I grab it and re-read the sentence over and over in my head and that's when I knew I had chosen my fate. After the call I sent with the phone I knew a bug device was planted into in walks the leader himself hustling a low tune.

JACE'S POV

"Hey, you've reached Alex's-"

"Damn it." Voicemail seriously! Here goes...

"Alex, he's in the Jacqueline yacht headed towards Italy...I've sent the co-ordinates for the container shipment as well. Just promise to look out for my daughter-" The Voicemail ends abruptly and I know I have to face consequences but I couldn't help but hope that wherever Alex Lorence is... Hope it reaches her; the only one who I could ever trust for she was truly my best friend...