It's around six in the morning and Mat had just fallen asleep along side Ally when there a soft knock on the door they get up confused on who would be at the door this early what they were not expecting was to see Sto tears streaming down his face. "C-Can I come home?" He asks voice horse Mat feels instant rage at who did this Ally pulls him into a hug. "Of course you can come back home Evan what the hell happened? Did he do this to you come here." She says Stick walks down the hall along with Steve and Alf.

"What's going on it's si-Stone oh my god who the hell did this to you!" Alf asks grabbing Buck's chin as he cries. "He's never gotten that bad...I didn't think he'd go this far." He pushes out and Alf walks back to his room clocking his gun back coming out with a shirt. "I didn't want to punch him b-b-but he threatened Ma." Ally soothes as Clay rubs his eyes walking down the hall confused. 

"No baby it's ok remember what me and Mat told you, you will always be welcomed home and you will always have your room along with Clay and Alf and Sticks will always have his tiny home." She says rage in her eyes as the whole team hugs him.


A few hours pass when Buck finally falls asleep and the others grab their coats and their pistols. "We will be back." They all say Clay who's ready to murder the man who dared to bruise his twin like that, the man who dared to threaten him and Ma. Who hurt his brother who spent ten years taking care of him. "What are you guys planning on doing?" 

"He hurt Stone, he laid a finger on our Stone he isn't getting away with that not to mention threatening you Ma he's getting what he deserves." Ally winces at the coldness in Alf's voice as they walk out her husbands eyes dark and heavy as the four walk out calling Ghost, Fin and Karma. 

Ally is beyond pissed seeing the boy see spent five years raising coming home with a swollen eye and bruises all over his body from his fiancée the person who is meant to show him love and understanding not hurt him. 

She knows she shouldn't be so ok knowing they are most likely gonna kill the son of a bitch but something in her makes her laugh knowing that the man who dared to hurt her baby, yes her baby is going to get a slow painful death. 

She sits on the couch seething about what has happened when she hears Buck walk out of his room. "Hey Sto what are you doing up already you've only been asleep for an hour." She says turning around as he sits on the couch next to her. "Uh internal alarm clock I guess never sleep past seven usually even out there."

"Don't lie to me boy." She growls she knows when her boys are lying because simply they all suck at it every single one of them. "I'm good Ma." He says softly brushing her off sighing fighting back tears. "Boy you have three seconds to tell me what's wrong." She says rubbing her pregnant belly and he shrugs. "I should have listened to you and Alf, you guys warned me he was no good. He seem s-"

"No don't you dare...you don't blame yourself for this ok this is not your fault not in the slightest Sto ok. He had no right to lay hands on you no matter what that is not ok I am so glad you left that you came back home you need to promise me you will always come home to us no matter what." 

"You know I can't promise that Ma not with the job I have...like Pops says it's war and the only thing you can rely on is that it's unpredictable. You can-" She stops him sighing placing a hand on his shoulder. "That not what I mean I mean you have to promise when your not out in war and you are struggling mentally or physically you will come home you don't give up and you come home to your family I need you to promise."

"I promise Ma of course I'll come home if I need you or mi famiglia." He says with a smile hugging her forcing himself to smile. "Don't fake with me Stone, don't you ever hide what your feeling from me. You have a right to be sad or angry or anyway you feel." She say running her thumb over his still very swollen eye. She gets up and grabs an ice pack making him put it on. 

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