Chapter 39

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Soap parks the Jeep right outside your apartment complex. He's been blasting 70's and pop music all the way from the hospital and you almost feel like your brain has turned into one giant disco ball. It is to the tunes of ABBA's 'Waterloo' that Ghost gets out of the vehicle before opening the trunk to get the wheelchair out. He carries it into the building before coming back out to open the door for you. He slides one hand in under your legs and the other behind your back, then he lifts you out of the car. Ghost thanks Soap for the ride and asks him to wait for König to come down, then he and you say goodbye.

"Remember what the doctor said, no strenuous activity for at least three weeks!" Soap shouts while winking right before Ghost is about to turn around. While you let out a chuckle at his comment, you can see Ghost throwing an annoyed stare in his direction. A wide grin grows on Soap's face. "Don't want to break that hip again!"

You can hear a quick breath escape Ghost's nose as he turns around and carries you into the building. There is no elevator but luckily you live on the third out of nine floors so it's not too far for him to carry you up the stairs. He manages to open the door with the hand that's under your legs. As Ghost carries you into the apartment, you're glad to feel the familiarity of the place. It feels safe and calm. The only thing not familiar with it is the large masked man sitting on the carpet in front of your TV with a whole swarm of kittens in front of him. He looks up at you.

"Welcome back!" König says, holding the kitten in his hand up high to show it off. He uses his finger to make the cat wiggle its paw, making it look like it's waving to you. 

There's a larger cat on the couch. As soon as it notices who came in through the door, it jumps down and trots over, starting to stroke its body against Ghost's legs while meowing loudly. He has to walk carefully through the room to not step on its paws. Leaning down, Ghost places you on the couch. König stands up from where he's been sitting on the floor, with the smallest kitten in his hand, he walks towards the bedroom. A few seconds later he comes back with a pillow and hands it to Ghost. Ghost thanks him for the pillow and places it behind your back so you can rest against it. 

"Soap is parked on the street if you need a ride back." He says as he picks the large cat up. It purrs loudly as he pets it and looks very happy to be in his arms.

König looks at the kitten in his hands. He's been taking care of them for the past three weeks and he seems to be a little bit upset about having to leave them, especially the small black one that he's holding. Ghost notices his reaction.

"You can come by and see them whenever, you know?" He's still hugging the large cat in his arms. You can see König's eyes give away that he's smiling.

"Thank you." König pets the small black kitten one last time before putting it down by the others. He picks up a large duffel bag and hangs it across his body. "Uhm I washed the sheets I used and there's some food in the fridge."

Ghost reaches his hand out and when König takes it he pulls him into a quick hug with a pat on the back.

"Appreciate it, man."

You say your goodbyes and then König heads for the door, having to duck to not hit his head on his way out. Ghost sits down on the end of the couch where your feet are. He places the cat down on your lower legs and it seems decently content with it, laying down and waiting for him to pet it.

"Does it feel good to be back home?" He says, rubbing his hand along your calf.

You nod. Finally, you are out of that sterile and boring hospital environment. Suddenly having six cats isn't too bad either. You look on as the dark grey kitten tries to play with the all-black one, swatting at it with its paw. Ghost tells you the names of all of them, and shows you which one yours is. They are all so small and fluffy and you can't pull your eyes away from them. When Boo walks past his legs, Ghost snatches him up and shows him off to you. He really does look like a copy of Ghost, the mask and the markings are almost eerily similar. You watch as Ghost places the kitten on your lower stomach. He stumbles a bit and you reach your hand out towards him, feeling his soft and delicate fur with your fingers. 

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