Violet's POV
"Andy, can we talk about what happened at the hospital?" I asked him as we entered the house. He ignored me as he grabbed my bags and walked upstairs without a word. I sighed sadly. Rose and Stephen weren't downstairs, and I decided it would probably be best to let them have their alone time.
"Everything okay Violet?" Jeff said as I entered the kitchen. I walked to the fridge and grabbed a bottle of water.
"I don't really know. I took Andy to the doctors to get stitched up from the shootout and there was a Cobra there, the one that tried to kill me, and Andy made me leave the room and then he killed him."
"What's the problem then? We tried to kill them the other day and he just made sure it was final."
"Jeff, I don't like the constant killing that comes with being with you guys. It freaks me out. I don't like seeing people die. In fact, before I met all of you the only dead person I had ever seen was my grandfather at his open-casket funeral. I've seen more people die in the last few months than I have in my entire life. And as if that wasn't enough, Andy didn't use a gun to kill this Cobra. There was no noise of him dying, which means he used his hands to kill him. Shooting someone is one thing, using your hands to kill them is completely different."
"So what? You're afraid of him?" Jeff asked and I shrugged.
"I don't like thinking about what Andy is capable of doing. Don't get me wrong, I trust him and I don't think he would ever hurt me on purpose. I just-" I paused looking for the right words, "I don't know. I don't like him when he's angry. And he is ignoring me now and I don't know what to do." I said.
"He does have a temper, I'll give you that. But you said it yourself, he would never hurt you. I mean c'mon Violet, he forgave you for spying on us and for lying and for Rose being in the CIA. Do you really think he would do anything to hurt you?" Jeff said and I frowned and shrugged. "It's late. Get to sleep." He said and I hugged him. He was surprised but hugged me back.
"Thank you Jeff. I'm still so sorry for everything."
"No one got seriously hurt, so I'm not angry with you. But don't think you'll get away with crossing us again." He warned and I looked up into his dark brown eyes.
"It will never happen again. Goodnight Jeff". I said as I walked up the long staircase and into my room. Rose wasn't in here and neither were my bags. I assumed Andy wanted me to stay in his room again. I walked down the hallway and entered Andy's room. He stood next to his dresser with wet hair and a towel around his waist. I could smell his soap radiating off his body as I entered the room. He looked over at me and smiled lightly. "Hey," I quietly greeted him. He walked towards me and grabbed my cheeks, forcing me to look into his eyes. He opened his mouth to say something but then just kissed me. I kissed him back and looked at him questioningly.
"I'm not ignoring you, I just don't know what to say about what happened today." He spoke.
"Just tell me what happened Andy," I said and he shrugged and went back to the dresser to put on pants.
"I finished the job I started a few days ago. I know how you feel about me killing people, but I didn't do it to watch him die...although I would be lying if I said I didn't enjoy it." He said and I rolled my eyes and sat on his bed. "I killed that man because he was one of the guys that tried to kill you. And if he was in the hospital it meant he was getting better, and I couldn't let that happen. When I said I would do anything to keep you safe I meant it." He said.
"And I appreciate that I just don't like the thought of you killing someone with your hands," I said and he came and sat next to me. He placed his hand on my thigh and I shuddered at the thought of that same hand probably around that man's neck.
"Just because I can doesn't mean I will. You just have to trust me on that. Like how I'm supposed to trust that you won't lie to me again." He said and I looked down. I knew he would hold that against me. I felt my throat get tight and tears start to well in my eyes at the thought of losing Andy because of this. While I was deep in thought I felt his lips against my neck and his hand slide across my back, pulling me close to him. A tear slid down my face and I quickly wiped it.
"Andy, I'm sorry." I said sadly and he hugged me tighter.
"I'm not looking for an apology. I'm just saying we need to learn to trust each other Sweetheart."
"I do trust you. It just scares me what you do to people sometimes. But I do trust you, and I plan on earning your trust back, no matter what I have to do." I said and he smiled at me and laid back in the bed, taking me down with him.
"Let's just take it day by day. Goodnight." He said and I fell asleep.
The next morning I got up before Andy. He was still peacefully sleeping and I leaned down and gently kissed his cheek before climbing out of his bed. I walked to the bathroom and took a shower and then got ready for the day. Andy was awake and dressed. We left the bedroom and I smelled breakfast cooking from downstairs. I saw Rose and Stephen sitting at the table eating breakfast with an unfamiliar man. Andy protectively placed his hand on my back as we entered the kitchen.
The man turned to see us and smiled at Andy. "Andy, long time no see." He said and Andy looked confused at him.
"Jackson. How-, What the hell are you doing here?" He asked as he went to hug the man. I looked at Rose and she shrugged at me. I sat next to her and served myself some pancakes.
"I've missed you too."
"I thought you were dead. We had a funeral. Where the hell have you been?!" Andy asked, still not taking his eyes off of Jackson.
"I know. I'm sorry. I had to fake my death because my family was in danger. The Cobra's threatened them when I was with the Spades and I couldn't let them get hurt."
"You know the Spades would've had your back," Andy said confused.
"I couldn't ask all my brothers to risk their lives for me. I decided that faking my death would be best. But now, I've heard that you've taken out the boss Cobra so I'm back and I'm here to stay." Jackson said.
"I can't believe this!" Stephen said happily.
"I'm Jackson, a long lost Spade." He said outreaching his hand for me to shake. I shook his hand and smiled.
"I'm Violet. Nice to meet you."
"The pleasure is all mine. So you're Andy's girl?" He asked and Andy looked at me smiling.
"I guess you could call me that," I said and he rolled his eyes at my stubbornness.
"She's mine, so don't get any ideas brother." He warned and Jackson laughed.
"So what, you're back in the gang?" Stephen asked and he nodded.
"Yes. Todd accepted me back and told me there was a spare room in the house that I could stay in until I get myself a place. So I'm back!" He said.
"Hopefully for good this time," Andy said. We finished our breakfast and took care of the dishes.
"So what are we doing today?" Rose asked as she dried the plates.
"I need to cover something new in Rolling Meadows so I can submit an article," I said as I rinsed off a plate.
"Article? Are you a writer?" Jackson asked and I nodded.
"Yes, I write for the RM Times. Mostly on current events and about fun opportunities that the town has to offer." I explained.
"Very nice, and Rose, what do you do?" He asked and I tensed up.
"Oh, I-"
"I know what we can do today!" Stephen interrupted her seamlessly. I sighed thankful that the question was avoided. "We can go to the range."
"The gun range?" I asked confused.
"Yes. I want to teach you, girls, how to shoot, now that we know you're in danger." Stephen said.
"Babe you know I can handle a gun," Rose remarked causing Stephen to smirk and kiss her head.
"Well, I want to teach Violet anyway. That's a good idea. Jackson, would you like to join us?" Andy asked and he nodded.
"Yeah, it sounds like fun!" Jackson said. "Where's Jeff? I want to see him." Jackson asked.
"He should be in his room. Go see him, he will be excited you're back. Invite him to go with us today while you're at it!" Stephen suggested and Jeff disappeared up the staircase.
"You better be careful, before anyone else finds out what you do. It's bad enough 4 gang members know." I warned Rose and she nodded.
"She's right. Just because we know you won't intentionally bring harm to the gang doesn't mean the rest of them will be so understanding. Jackson included." Stephen said.
"Guys, I know," Rose said. "I won't give anything away. For all, he knows my dad could've just been a gun enthusiast and that's why I'm good at shooting. If he asks I'll just say I work with Violet at The Times. It will be fine. Let's have fun today!"