Fosters: Blackhawk (11 page)

"Get to Security."  Is all I get. 
He's gone.  Fuck!  

What the fuck am I doing?  I was the guy
that gave advice and here I am fuckin it up with my Brothers. 
I drive to Security.  Pulling in I see Danny's truck and Pres'
bike.  Fuck, this isn't going to be good.  When I open
the door the Officers are in the hall talking.  They look at
me and walk into the meeting room.  Not even a fuckin nod in
the bunch.  This is so fuckin bad.  

I take a seat and look at Pres, he's pissed.
 "You're lucky it was Cloud opening the door.  After what
you did yesterday and what happened last night, her opening the
door to see you could have damaged her further.  Tell me what
the fuck is up with you Rob."  

I take a breath.  "I don't know.  I
just wanted to see if she was ok.  I should have helped her
last night and felt bad."  

"Fuckin showed up without a call. 
A-fuckin-gain."  VP says in that monotone voice.  A chill
runs down my spine. 

I run my hand down my face wincing at the pain
and wonder what the fuck I look like.  "I forgot about
calling."

Rich stands up.  "Is this a normal pattern
for you?  Do you just show up on their doorsteps?" He's
pacing.

I just now realize I'm sitting in a room with
stone cold killers that are all pissed at me.  Fuck I need to
calm them down.  I look around the table; Tiny, VP and Danny
are watching me. "You should be nervous, stupid fuck. 
Protection means from everythin and everyone.  You get no pass
for bein an Officer."  

I nod at him.  "I don't know what it is
about her, something keeps drawing me in.  I should have
helped her last night but I was pissed after the meeting with Pres
and Danny.  I ignored it."  

"Every one of our old ladies draw another
brother close.  Everyone has a Brother that isn't a spouse
that they can count on.  You're stepping over the line that no
other Brother before has.  She needs protection and instead of
taking Cloud's back with her, you fucked it up."  Danny says
looking right at me.

I say his words over thinking he's gone off.
 "What the fuck are you talking about?"

Tiny looks over, "Fuck Brother, every old lady
has a Brother that's drawn to them.  Kate has me, Jess has
Pres, Kelly has Jared, Mary has Doc,  Nancy has Danny, and
Tess has Steve then every one of us, because she's special, the
list goes on but all those Brothers protect those old ladies and
have their men's back.  It's always been that way starting
with Jess.  You should have Cloud's back and be the first to
stand up to protect CJ."  

I look around the table as I'm thinking about
the old ladies.  Fuck me, he's right, now he says it I see it
clear as day.  "Fuck why didn't someone tell me?"  

"We all just know.  I got Deirdre, Bull
understands and we've never talked about it. It just is." Patches
says. 

"How do I make it right?"  I look at each
one of them stopping on VP.

"You can't.  She don't trust you and
neither does Cloud.  They got no reason to let you in. 
Fuck, don't trust you my fuckin self with her."  He's not
pissed or spitting his words out but fuck that hurts.  

"Don't go back there, don't call, don't put
yourself in her path.  Any of those things happen your cut is
lost and your tattoo is removed.  She needed help last
night.  Guy had her clothes off and a rubber on when Jamie and
Kevin walked in.  Thank fuck they kept Cloud shutting down the
chopper.  A couple of minute sooner her clothes would have
been on and the damage would have been lessened.  You let the
Brotherhood down and CJ was exposed to that threat along with
strangers seeing her like that without a way to protect
herself.  There won't be a next time for you Rob."  Pres
says.  It's what I fuckin deserve.  

"Cloud's claimin her, she's family now.  I
don't give a fuck who you are, family comes first."  VP says,
he's a fuckin Indian looking like he's on the warpath. 
Fuck!

"She'll have no more trouble from me.  I
didn't understand the draw she had on me.  I get it now and it
makes sense.  I didn't show because I was with Rena.  I
should have got that but I didn't.  If there's no way to fix
it, I'll stay away."  They look more at ease than when I
walked my stupid ass in.  That's something. 

Steve chuckles.  Everyone looks his way,
"you're right, but we need someone to cover her now you fucked that
up."  Fuck, he's in my head.  He nods.

"I can go meet her and see how it goes. 
She may respond better to Patches though."  Rich stops pacing
behind me.  

"Needs to be Danny right now.  Already
trusts him but he doesn't belong to her.  Have to wait, see
how it plays out."  VP says.

"Maybe someone from Baxter's.  We're going
to their thing on Friday we can keep watch."  Pres looks at
VP.  

"Yeah."  He doesn't say anymore.  

Everyone looks at Danny.  "I'll add her to
my fuckin schedule.  Fuckin Brothers you're fuckin with my
ride time."  They all laugh.  I watch him.  He's not
really pissed.  Thank fuck.

"Still has your back when he's fuckin pissed
plannin for your grave.  Six steps ahead he is."  VP says
looking right at me.  I throw him chin.  I get it, I
won't fuck it up.  He nods.  

"Schedule therapy.  No meetings with anyone
until you're cleared.  Doc and Sally will cover.  Work
the bars."  Pres says.  

Fuck!  "Yeah."  They get up and wait
for me to leave.  At least I'm fuckin breathing.  I hear
VP laugh.  Fuckin Brothers.  I need to fix this; I can't
let them down again.  In my truck I call the therapist for an
appointment.  

CJ

I'm wondering what's taking him so long when he
opens the door and steps in. His body is like a picture, I watch
his muscles move and it turns me on.  Holy shit I'm a
slut.  I smile touching his stomach.  I spent some time
touching ever piece of him, I like these muscles best.  

He takes the shampoo and washes my hair.  I
could tell him I already did but it feels good so I keep
quiet.  I let him do whatever he wants, he never says a word
but washes my whole body gently and with such soft hands it feels
so friggin good.  He's showing me he'll take care of me,
kissing different places as he moves around me.  My heart
feels light and my eyes tear up.  I don't even know his full
name and I think I'm falling in love with him.  I take a deep
breath and let it out slow.  Alright I'm not falling. 
Fuckin brain.  

He stands and kisses me, I'm glad we're in the
shower and he can't see the tears. I hold onto him until he lifts
his head.  "It will be better than it is right now in this
minute.  Feel it in here CJ." He puts his hand above my
heart.

I nod putting my hand on his.  "I feel it
Cloud.  I'm glad you do too."  

He nods.  "Let's get out of here."  He
leads me out drying me then my hair.  "I love your hair, it's
as soft as it looks."  

I laugh, "I thought the same thing when I
touched yours."  

As we're getting dressed he says, "I need to get
my truck over here it's at Security.  Can you drop me there
before the kids get home?" 

"Yeah, I need to drive my new van today; it's
been sitting there all day waiting."  

He barks out a laugh, holy shit he's
beautiful.  I smile and just watch him.  "Let's not keep
you separated any longer babe.  Does your van have a name?"
 

I look at him shocked.  "Of course, Big
Bertha."  He laughs again giving me that beautiful
smile.  He walks me out toward the front door so I can grab my
purse then out the garage door.  I'm shocked he lets me
drive.  Waiting for me to buckle in he closes the door and
walks right out the garage door.  I look back and see he's
moving his motorcycle in the other bay.  He gets in and
buckles up.  I smile, he's moved in.  "We'll need another
spot for Bertha when she comes back from the shop."  I tell
him, he laughs again.  I just smile.  

"I'll talk to Chris about adding a garage, with
a breezeway.  We can put Bertha and my bikes in there."
 He says it as if it's no big deal.  

I shrug, ok, no big deal.  "Does your truck
have a name?"  I ask.

"Yeah, mine."  He smiles.  "No, I
don't name my vehicles.  They're just Cloud's bike or
truck.  The choppers have names but the Baxter's named them
using their call letters.  The team shortened it to Chomper
and Dancer."  

I smile.  "What's your name?"  

"I don't have a different handle I'm just
Blackhawk.  I lucked out.  Jamie and Kevin are Thing One
and Thing Two, Max is Nord, Jake is MD, they all have handles, I'm
just my name."  I look over and see he's smiling.  His
name is Cloud Blackhawk.  Cool friggin name.  "Steve was
the same; his name was always Knight, no handle."  

"Who needs a handle when you have cool names
like that?"  I tell him as I pull into the Security lot. 
I don't see the suv.  "Where is your truck?"  He points
to a black pickup with a crew cab and short bed.  Holy shit
it's all man if I ever saw a man’s truck.  "Really, what
happened to the suv?" 

"That's the Baxter's, I borrowed it so we'd all
fit.  I need to check on a few things.  I'll meet you at
the house when I'm done.  Do you want to go out for dinner?"
 

I smile at that.  "I really want to cook in
my new kitchen.  All I've made so far is coffee."  

He laughs and walks around to my door.  He
unbuckles me and turns me toward him kissing me until my whole
friggin body is tingling.  He steps back smiling. 
Friggin guys. "Friday is a barn fire night.  I'd like to take
you and the kids to meet the Baxter's.  There's a drive in at
the Family Center for the kids, they'll love it.  You'll love
it."  I nod because my whole friggin body is tingling. 
He closes my door and turns to his truck.  Holy shit!  I
deep breathe and start the van.  Friggin guy.  I smile
all the way to the grocery store.  With all the food we have I
feel a little funny walking in but I didn't take anything out for
dinner. It just dawns on me Cloud never got his lunch. I guess
he’ll pick something up. 

Stuffing the meat in the fridge I go to my
office and deal with hiring an assistant.  I print out the
CORY’s Keith sent over and send them to my DSS handler as possible
visitors to the houses and Brenda as an assistant.  She’ll be
happy with them already being done.  Opening an email from the
Baxter’s I’m surprised to see CORY’s for Cloud, Jamie, Kevin, Ben,
Mitch, Aleena and Chase.  I send them too with a smile. 
They’re taking care of things before I even think of them.  I
call Brenda and leave a message about the job opening. 

I call Cindy and tell her about the MC doing
work on the house.  “Mr. LaPonte already called.  He said
we’ll be moving into one of their shelter houses for a week while
they work here.  They worked it out for food and activities to
be covered while we are away from home.  The girls are excited
about the shopping trip they have planned.” 

I laugh shaking my head.  “That’s
good.  Those guys think of everything.”

“I think Kate LaPonte-James is in charge of the
activities.  She’ll be calling and sending an itinerary for
us.  I’m excited myself.”  She’s smiling.  I can
hear it. 

“Me too.  Let me know if you need help or a
break.”  I tell her hanging up.  She’s not going to call
me. 

The doorbell rings I open the door to Ms.
LePage, Brantley’s caseworker.  She’s always smiling.  I
invite her in telling Brantley isn’t home from school yet. 
“I’m just doing the three month check.  The house looks
great.”  She says looking around. 

“Thank you it was just finished.  I think
they finished the back yesterday; it’s been so busy I didn’t have a
chance to look.  Come on back we’ll look together.”  I
walk through the house to the back door. 

“Wow, this is great CJ.  I bet the kids
love it.”  She’s all smiles.  I’m amazed at what they’ve
done.  It is great. The platform for Joey looks like a gazebo
with gauzy material gently blowing in the wind.  It’s
beautiful.  “The lower one has a ramp.”  She walks over
to it.  “Joey must love it.  Look at that, a hammock
chair, I love those!” 

I laugh, too friggin much.  She checks out
the rest and we go back into the house just as the bus pulls
up.  The boys come running, Brantley stops when he sees his
caseworker.  “Just a regular check.”  I tell him, he
smiles at her. 

“I wouldn’t want to leave here either
Brantley.  We haven’t heard anything from your mom but I need
to talk to you with CJ.”  She looks from him to me.

I look at Joey.  “Why don’t you get the
snacks ready for when the kids get home?” 

“Come on Taylor let’s hunt down snacks.” 
She says rolling into the kitchen. 

I pull Brantley into the dining room and we all
sit.  He holds my hand under the table.  “It will be
fine.”  I tell him softly. 

“We’ve lost contact with your mother
again.  It’s been a year since we heard from her.  We can
petition the courts to terminate her rights.  At this point
it’s considered abandonment.  With all the budget cuts, I’m
getting pressure to follow through with all the cases that can be
resolved through the court system.  You can go on the state
adoption website and find a family Brantley.”

He jumps up not letting her finish. 
“NO!  I have a family right here.  You can leave me right
here!”

Cloud walks in as Brantley is yelling at
her.  Shit.  “Brantley, lower your voice and sit.” 
He says in a normal voice.  Brantley sits and puts his head in
his hands.  Cloud sits on the side of him and puts his hand on
his back.  “What caused you to yell at a woman like that
buddy?” 

“She wants to put me up for adoption on the
stupid website.”  He says, he’s crying. 

“It won’t happen Brantley.  Don’t get so
upset about could be’s scout.  We won’t let that
happen.”  He looks at me.  I smile.  He’s friggin
awesome.  “You belong to us.  I won’t let anyone take
that away from you.”