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Part One
Lloyd was used to getting what he wanted and always had the answer for difficult problems (his answer usually being to throw money at it and if that failed he had plenty of guns to choose from). But when it came to his wife, it was a miracle if he ever knew what was going on. He never knew what he’d come home to but he could guarantee he would never be bored. Most of the time he could make an educated guess on if his welcome home would be positive or negative but Jewls hadn’t texted him hardly at all today. He’d told her he’d been doing an interrogation, something that required all his focus, so he assumed she was being considerate by only responding instead of initiating conversation. However, he knew that wasn’t the case when he entered their shared penthouse to see his clothing burning in the fireplace, his wife sitting deadly quiet at the dinner table with an empty bottle of wine and a long forgotten cigarette sitting in the ashtray.
“What the fuck is going on?!” he snapped, she only turned to him, venom in her eyes as she began fiddling with her fingers.
“What’s her name?”
“Who?” he asked, confused.
Jewels lashed out, throwing a small piece of metal at his face, it bounced off his eyebrow and fell at his feet. “The slut you spent all day at the Widow's Web with!?”
Lloyd was about to laugh at the accusation, he wasn’t stupid enough to cheat on a crazy bitch but when he looked down at the floor, the item she’d thrown at him was his own wedding ring. He’d taken it off last night, cleaned, and polished it to make sure evidence of blood wasn’t visible but he’d been distracted by the sexy teddy she’d decided to wear to bed and forgot to put it back on.
“Princess-”
Don’t you fucking Princes me Lloyd! I tracked your phone, you were at the club for 6 hours today.”
“I forgot to put it back on after cleaning it.”
“But you didn’t forget the ugly ass pinky ring! I’m not buying it.”
“While I’ve had that one longer.”
She was out of her chair quickly launching fists at his chest like a rabid animal. Out of all the wives, he accepted that Jewls would be the one to kill her husband and he was suddenly convinced tonight might be that night. Dodging her blows he finally managed to catch her wrists so she could only inflict violence with her eyes.
“I don’t have a death wish,” he promised. “I’d have better luck surviving a solo game of Russian Roulette than I would cheating on you.”
“Why did you leave your ring?! And why were you at the Web!?”
“I genuinely forgot, I promise I won’t again.” he bent to pick up the ring, putting it back on now that she was calming down. “I was at the Web because Romanoff has Pierce tied up in the basement. She caught him prowling around her girls for victims so she drugged him and called us in. Chloe said she’d never seen him before but Blair’s team has.”
“I thought the trafficking ended with Chloe’s group?” Jewls' animosity was not directed on Pierce, Lloyd could handle that.
“They’d been under the radar, Pierce apparently kept his hands clean while reaping the benefits. With his worker bees in prison he’s decided to take business into his own hands.”
“Are you lying to me?” she narrowed her eyes at him.
“I thought you could tell when I’m lying?” he smirked. “I’ve been with Curtis and Romanof all day, you can ask them. You know Romanoff hates me so she’d never lie about my whereabouts to save me.”
“I’m sorry baby,” she genuinely looked apologetic, giving him whiplash. You’d think he’d be able to keep up with this psycho by now but she was still a whirlwind but hey he could honestly say he would never be bored. “I burned that ugly Gucci shirt and your white slacks.”
“Which one?” he asked through gritted teeth.
“That awful yellow one,” she placed her hands on his chest. “But I’ll replace them, baby.”
“You couldn’t just call me? Talk things out like a normal fucking person?”
“I thought you liked it when I got all riled up?” she purred trying to start something but he walked away.
“Not tonight, since we are calm and having an honest conversation, I have something to tell you.”
“Okay?” She sat on the couch so as to not seem nervous. Lloyd sits next to her and pulls her feet into his lap.
“You are the only person I’ve ever cuddled with, it's part of me being vulnerable to you in a way I’m not with anyone else. And it is so vital to me at this point that sometimes I agree to or initiate sex when I don’t want it just so you’ll hold me afterwards.”
“Baby,” her voice cracks with emotion and she moves into his lap fully. “All you have to do is ask.”
“It's not so easy for me, my dad was a man's-man and my mom wasn’t around.”
“I will never taunt you or think less of you for asking me for things you want or need.”
“I’ll try to be better but I need you to as well.”
Part Two
Jewls car was in the shop getting new tires, replacing her brakes and doing her state inspection to renew her registration. So Lloyd was working from home today so Jewls could take his car to do their grocery shopping since it was her turn for meal prep this week. As she’d gotten into the car she was distracted by Chloe sending a positive pregnancy test in the women's group chat that she didn’t notice a unmarked car out on the street watching the car. Giddy to become an aunt again she didn’t notice as the tail latched on, following her down the street while coordinating with another vehicle setting up the interception.
Six and Fours plan worked exactly as intended, apart from the fact that it was Juliana behind the wheel and not Lloyd. Six couldn’t stay to call for medical aide without risking an arrest, but once they knew it was Jewls Four stayed to call the ambulance.
When Jewls hadn’t returned within her usual time frame Lloyd wasn’t too concerned, it wasn’t outside the realm of possibility for her to get distracted or make an additional step. It wasn’t until the hospital called asking him to come in that his concern manifested. They couldn’t tell him anything over the phone but they asked him several times if she had any allergies to medications, she did, he told them she did but the thing was he couldn’t for the life of him remember which ones. How had he forgotten?! Jewls had told him it was a common medication used and her reactions were more severe than most but she’d told him the information while he was cleaning her up from a job and she was naked and bloody so how was he supposed to focus?
“My wife, Juliana Hansen was brought in, they wouldn’t tell me anything on the phone.” he was slightly out of breath when he ran up to the reception counter.
“Name?”
“Lloyd Hansen, I’m her emergency contact.”
The nurse typed away looking up the necessary information, Lloyd laser focused as the women read looking for answers on his wifes wellbeing. “Mrs. Hansen is stable in room 104.” she pushed a button and the door to the right opened. “Go on back down the hall, take the first right, third door down.”
Lloyd taps the desk in thanks and takes off, he finds the room exactly where he’d been advised. But when he steps into Jewls room seeing her sleeping but her face pretty bruised. Before he could investigate further his sight is drawn to a figure sitting by the window staring at Juliana.
“Don, what the fuck are you doing her?” Lloyd growls moving closer to his wife.
“Hospital called, I have friends on the board.” he shrugged. “They needed to know she’s allergic to Penicillin.”
“Penicillin! That’s it!” Lloyd threw his hands up remembering now. “Well you can go now.”
“I haven’t seen my little girl since you took her away and now I just saved her life and you’re sending me away?”
“I thank you for your help but I know if she wakes up with you here, she's going to be pissed and that doesn’t bode well for her recovery.”
A knock at the door had both men reaching for their concealed weapons but relaxed when the doctor entered.
“Mr. Hansen?” the doctor asked Lloyd who nodded. “The nurses said you’d arrived and no one had given you a run down of the situation.” Lloyd nodded again. “Your wife was involved in a hit and run accident. She has some bruising in various locations, notably her back. She may need physical assistance during her recovery.” the doctor flipped through her chart, reviewing additional information. “It looks like the impact rendered her unconscious and judging by her, she hit her head in the accident so we want to keep her overnight for observation. The nurse will be in about every couple hours to check in. when she is discharged we will send over a prescription for the pain.”
“Thank you.”
“Any questions?” Lloyd shook his hand and the doctor left, leaving the two men alone with the unconscious women they both loved.
“It was supposed to be you.” Donald said, his eyes sad as he looked at the injuries on his daughter's face. “Four assured us it was you, but by the time Six realized it was her, it was too late.”
“You ordered this?” Lloyd seethed quietly approaching Fitzroy who didn’t fight back when Lloyd tightly secured his hands around Fitzroy’s neck.
“Daddy?” The weak voice of Jewls had Lloyd dropping Fitzroy and rushing to her side. “What’s going on?”
“You were in a wreck Princess,” Lloyd stroked some hair back from her face. He knew from the look in her eyes, tone of voice, and the term she’d used to get his attention she wasn’t currently all there. “But you’re going to be okay.”
“Why is he here?”
“No, hello for your father?” he asked, clearly hurt.
“He was on the contact list, the hospital called us both but he was just about to leave.”
Lloyd looked to Fitzroy, an understanding that Lloyd would not reveal it was her fathers men who’d try to kill her as a way to forgive the debt of Fitzroy providing Juliana’s medical history for the hospital. They were even but it was time for him to go.
“Get better sweetheart,” Donald left the room but lingered outside the room for a moment. When he’d got the call from Six his heart shattered, this world was getting to be too much.
He called Six on his way out of the hospital striking up a deal, he’d pass the family to Six in exchange he was to ensure the safety of both Clarie and Jewls. Clarie was nearing 22 now, he could arrange the marriage of her to Six to ensure the girls safety. The way Lloyd looked at Juliana looked at one another was genuine, his little girl was truly in love with his enemy. Her choice to abandon him for Lloyd was now justified in his eyes, there was no greater or compelling force. She was on the other side of the war and there was no way to broker a peace with the Rogers Family. She was lost to him forever and after today there would be no chance encounters but this life was her choice and he’d respected that.
His wife was a badass, he’d know that but hyped up on meds she was a massive crybaby. Given her injuries he understood but he really wished she’d reduce her amounts of complaints.