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Waste

It’s Just Another Days Job

Paris was completely amazing! Brian and I hardly left the hotel after that first amazing night of sex. I yearned for his touch every time we laid down and he obliged me. I love being married to this man. We arrived home 2 weeks ago and I had helped me move all his things over to my house. We converted one of the rooms downstairs into a studio for him to practice and I loved watching him play. He even taught me a thing or two on the guitar. Felicity has been over a few times in the past 2 weeks of us being back home and I love spending time with my niece. She’s growing fast and I know when she gets older she’s going to be a little heartbreaker with those bright blue eyes. Having Brian live here is everything I could ask for. I love the man and I miss him when he has to go to the studio to record but he’s doing what he loves. I sat out on the porch with sun beating down on my legs keeping them warm.

I had a glass of sweet tea on the table next to me and my gun right behind my chair like always. I always enjoyed sitting out here all alone just watching the cars pass by me and the ocean in the background smashing gently against the shore. The sound always soothed me and relaxed the thoughts that ran through my head. There’s no better place in the world to be than the comfort of your own home. I looked down at my phone and right on time Brian pulled into the driveway. He got out with his guitar case in hand and made his way to me. I kissed him sweetly and he sat down beside me.

“How is the recording going babe?” I asked as I sipped on my tea.

“It’s great. I mean we’ll be finishing up this album in a matter of months and then going on tour.”

“That’s great honey!” I said smiling. He leaned over the table and kissed me passionately until the honk of a horn startled both of us. I looked over as Jacob’s truck pulled up. He got out and ran over to us.

“Serenity, the president just called and said there’s a small community overseas that needs our help. We have to leave now.” I nodded and jumped to my feet. I practically ran into the house and threw some clothes into my back pack and my weapons into my duffle. I came back down and exited the house.

“I wish you didn’t have to go.”

“I know baby but I’ll be back. I guarantee it.” I said before giving him the longest kiss I could. I followed Jacob to his truck and threw my things into the back. We got in and he sped out of my driveway. I threw up my hand to wave goodbye to Brian as the tires squealed against the pavement. Leaving at any time is just another day on the job…

Notes

So sorry for the shortness of this final chapter of Waste...I hope all my readers have enjoyed reading this and The Undead.

A Special Thanks goes out to the ones who have commented on both The Undead and Waste:
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Comments

Ah that was good! I can't believe it's over!
Randa Rue Randa Rue
3/9/13
@R.Nightmare_A7xLover
Please don't forget that I have other stories on here. I'd love you you to check them out and let me know what you think.
I loved all the updates.
Yay! My name is mentioned! Thank you for writing such awesome fucking stories!! I'll miss reading it all of the time :(
Only two more chapters?! Damn, this really went by fast :(