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Montero's POV

I could deal with bad guys, guys dying on scene and everything in between, a lot of things really, but when Kalani was hyperventilating, it was a whole different story.

It has been sixteen years, but I still can't seem to function normally when she was having trouble breathing. While I was still looking at her, I could hear shuffles coming my way. I smiled, thinking that people were about to die.

I closed my eyes and turned my head slightly, I knelt and I touched the ground slightly, to feel how many people were coming. It was three of them. All of the coming was from the same direction and one was coming from my right-hand side.

Kalani suddenly startled me.

"Montero men," She uttered. "Men are coming." she continued. I could hear that her voice was starting to pick up the pace.

"I know," I replied calmly, turning my head to the other direction to listen if I could hear any other sounds that were out of the ordinary.

The guns were still blazing, but I needed to stay with Kalani. I knew that somehow my presence calmed her down to a certain point, and at this moment, I had to make sure that she was ok.

"Montero they are closing in fast." Her voice was now high-pitched, panicky and her breathing was fast.

"Look at me Kalani." I stood up, looking at the camera. Her breathing was still uneven. And I could tell it was getting worse.

"I am looking at you but-"

"Breathe mi amore, breathe..." I whispered. I could hear her take a few breaths. I added more bullets and I cocked my gun.

"Mi amore, I need you to move the Dakota and Rumi away from the monitor. I don't want them to see this." I instructed her.

I loved my girls, but them seeing this would ruin their innocence. Them seeing me kill people would change how they view me. And if they saw me as a murderer, I could never forgive myself.

"Montero!" she yelled.

I pointed my gun at the right side, waiting for the guy that was approaching. A second later, the first thing that approached was his leg, I shot it and the next bullet went to his head.

"Oh my god," she whispered, her voice cracking.

"Behind you!" She yelled again. I instantly turned around, dodged with a tree and I shot them simultaneously.

At this point, Kalani was now hyperventilating.

"I need you to calm down mi amore. Just breathe for me ok?" I looked at the camera again.

"I'm trying ok, really I am, but you keep shooting people and it's freaking me out." she broke down.

I looked away. Was Kalani disappointed in me? Did she think that I was the person I was sixteen years again? Because sixteen years ago she said the same thing.

Did she think I was still the reckless man that could kill just because it was calming, did she think I was still the same?

"Are you disappointed in me mi amore?" I suddenly asked her. She was startled, to say the least.

"What?" I could hear the earpiece shuffling.

"Are you disappointed in me?" I repeated.

"Why would you ask me that?" Her voice carried a hint of shock in it.

"Me killing these men seems to tick you off." I lowered my head, muttering.

"Montero look at me." Her voice is suddenly stern and firm. I looked at the camera, not sure whether she was looking at me or not.

I hoped she was.

"I love you ok? Never doubt that. It's just the blood makes me nauseous and quite frankly, it's been too long since I have seen this much blood." She chuckled.

"I married you because I thought we could build a life and we did, and it was good, hack it's still good. We have lived and you have made me happy. I don't regret anything with you. With that being said, no Montero, I am not disappointed in you." I smiled.

I didn't see it coming, but it did come, and I only felt it when it pierced my flesh. My right shoulder to be exact.

"Montero," Kalani yelled. I looked at my shoulder and I realized that I just got shot. I hissed and I muttered a string of profanities I knew I had to pay for when I got inside the house.

I looked at who shot at me and it was a bastard that was on my left.

How could I have missed him? I thought to myself.

I specifically took out a knife and threw it at the hand that carried a gun. It pierced his wrist and he immediately dropped his gun, screaming. I ran for him, my left hand on my shoulder, pressing it down, trying to suppress the blood and minimize the pain.

Man, I forgot how it hurt when I got shot. I don't miss it at all.

Kalani was crying in the background and I knew that at the moment, I had to nail down the guy who shot me so I could at least get a chance to talk to her. When I got to him, I took the knife out of his hand and stabbed the other one. Then I knocked him out using my gun.

I then looked at the camera and asked, "Can I have permission to shoot to kill mam?" I asked her.

"You are shot." She sobbed. "Montero, you, you ar-ar..ar.e..shot..." She repeated.

"Mi amore I need you to focus," I told her. "Do I get permission to shoot to kill?" I repeated.

"I-...." she hiccuped. "I..don't-know. Her voice was so broken it made me look away.

"I won't shoot unless you allow me to. That much I can promise you. If you need me to take another bullet, I will gladly do it. I'm happy so long as you are. But I need an answer." I whispered.

"Don't do that. Don't put me under pressure like that. I...you-I, please don't die." She deviated from the main conversation. "I need you alive. You promised. You said you will come back unhurt. You have already broken that promise. So...s..do what you have to do because if you die, I swear Montero, I'll haunt you in your death." She threatened, I smiled.

"Is that a yes?" I pressed.

"Yes..ok? Just...just don't die." Her eyepiece disconnected. I nodded at the camera. I knew that by putting that pressure on her, she will probably hate me for doing it. And she mostly blames herself for their death, but I needed her permission. After all, nothing moves without her.

After getting the million-dollar yes, I started shooting like the world depended on it. I shot the two guys that seem to be wearing navy clothing, which was different from the men in black, then Felix took care of the other while I rushed to the door.

Before I got to the door, another person shot at my arm, and I felt it. The same arm that got a shoulder shot. I'm certain Kalani will have me for dinner.

"Fudge!" I screamed. I just pointed my gun and shot him without even looking at him. I then shot the two that were standing near the door. And I rushed to the door to dismantling the bomb.

When I had disabled it, I looked at the camera, smiled, and collapsed, feeling myself slip into unknown darkness that was beyond me.

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