Code name: Athena [18+]

Code name: Mamma

•Arabella DiStefano•

"How far along?" He asked quietly as we were in the bedroom; he was sitting on the edge of the bed as I looked out the window.

"Two months almost three," I informed.

"Am I the first to know?"

"No."

A deep sigh left his mouth "Ilya knows, am I correct?"

I looked at him over my shoulder "In the last two weeks he has been more of a husband to me than you."

"I've been looking for our son," anger took over his voice gradually. "Last time you promised I would be the first to know," he got up on his feet.

I turned around fully and approached him "You wouldn't have let me look for Napoleon."

"Of course not," he scolded me "there's a life growing inside you!"

"You'll never understand my pain!" I screamed desperate "I carried him in my womb! For nine months we were one!" Tears streamed down my face uncontrollably. "I've never been so miserable!"

"Calm down," he cupped my cheeks looking into my eyes "calm down, Princess..."

"I told you not to touch me," my hands pushed his' away. "Whether you like it or not I'm going to get my son personally, if you want to help stay behind me and if you're not okay with it then get the fuck out of my way."

It doesn't matter how much I love him and want to forgive him for what he said; I plan on making him suffer as much as he made me. Maybe it's wrong but he fucking deserves it.

"Of course I want to help," he sniffled.

"Good," I went into the closet "talk to Ilya, he will brief you."

"Okay, Princess," that's the last thing he said before walking out of the bedroom.

My clothes for today are all black. High Dr Martens, leggings, a sports bra and an oversized mask hoodie. The holsters I'll use today are around my upper thighs with three sheathed blades, around my calves each with two blades and around my wrists with only one blade but a big one hidden under my sleeves.