Page 8 of Gypsy Angel

“Oh fuck!” was heard by everyone in the room as the news of the horror Diesel went through was shared.

“Oh my God!” Pratt murmured through her tears as she jumped up and ran to Diesel and pulled her into a hug.

Suddenly Diesel was being held in a large group hug with each team member wrapping their arms around her and each other until the captain and the three men joined them, holding them from outside. She finally had to push them back when it got difficult to breathe in the huddle.

Once everyone had settled down again, she faced the room. “I had been a virgin when Krieger raped me. I had to be sewn up down there due to the severity of the assault. When I found out I was pregnant, I attempted suicide. I feared that they would turn me back over to my family once the pregnancy was revealed. The woman whose home I was staying in managed to find me in time and saved my life. When she found out why I had attempted suicide, she tore me a new ass with her tongue lashing for assuming she would turn me back over to them just because I was pregnant. Nadia helped me get my high school degree, I managed to get my diploma and graduate with honors and even had a scholarship to MIT in computer engineering.”

“Knew you were smart!” York cheered her bestie on.

Diesel had turned to look out of the window into the darkness. It was dark outside. Same as she felt right now inside herself. “I was sixteen when I gave birth to my daughter. I knew that I couldn’t give her the life that she deserved. Hell, I was just a kid myself. I didn’t know what I was going to do with my life. Nadia could only help me for so long before I had to be passed on to the next person. She had already broken several rules keeping me as long as she did, and she’d only done that because of the pregnancy. Nadia was also a police officer here in California, LAPD.”

“You had a girl?” Rameriez asked smiling at Diesel.

“Yeah. I gave birth to Raven Dawn on May seventeenth, two thousand-eight…”

“That’s the day you always go on your drinking binge for twenty-four hours…” Rameriez summarized, everything falling into place for the team at that news.

“Wait, Lester called you Alexsandria…” Sgt. Brocard said the one question that had been burning in her mind through the whole thing.

“Yes. I was born Alexsandria Dennisovich, Once I went into the underground system, I was able to legally change my name to Cheryl Diesel after it had been changed three other times. When I got out of the system, I legally changed it to a name that none of them knew except for Nadia.” Diesel informed the group, clearing up the name slip from Lester.

“Ok, now that we have that cleared up, what makes you think that Highlander and Marcus have to be on overwatch?” Pratt asked, looking at Diesel intently.

“Nadia called me this morning. Raven’s parents called her in a panic because she has gone missing. She left home to go to school but never made it to her high school. She’s in honor classes at her local high school there in Los Angeles and would have never skipped classes. According to Nadia, she was on track to graduate a year early with a full ride to Harvard or MIT to study Computer Science. The girl is smart as shit and has dreams of building her own computers and creating something that would allow young girls in high school and college to seek help if they are ever in danger.”

The room went quiet at Diesel’s announcement that her daughter had gone missing. You could have heard a pin drop. “Nadia stated that her adoptive parents never hid the fact that she was adopted and how they came about adopting her. They told her about my sexual assault, why I was sexually assaulted and my age. Ever since she found out, she was determined to help young girls in the same situation.”

“When do we get started and where do we start looking?”

Diesel’s heart stopped when she heard Viper’s voice in the background. She never heard him come in. Apparently, during the commotion during one of her statements, he had knocked on the door and Marcus or Highlander had let him, Cowboy, Kermit, Texas and Jacko into the room.

SEVEN

Viper saw red at the words he was hearing coming out of the mouth of the woman who had captivated him since the moment he met her. She was always full of sass, mouthy and never hesitated to tell him or her friends exactly what was on her mind.

He watched as she paced, trying to focus on the tattoos that cascaded from her shoulder down to the elbow on her right arm when she would walk one way. Viper thought she was poetry in motion when he had her under him. Hell, even when the woman was riding his cock, sucking his cock…ok he needed to stop thinking about that shit or he’d be standing here with a fucking hard-on while this woman told her friends, those she considered family, why she was out of sorts.

When he heard she’d given a kid up for adoption, he could tell she still cared about the kid from the tone of her voice. Their one night together, in between their rounds of the hottest fucking sex he’s ever had, they talked about their careers, past and present. He understood now why she shied away from serious relationships or men who were alpha dogs like he was.

“This Krieger guy you mentioned, is there any chatter on him being in California?” Jeremy ‘Texas’ Houston asked, looking at Diesel before looking over at Marcus.

“As of right now, no. Lester and the others were taken to a black site thanks to some special friends who helped handle that fiasco in Colorado. Nadia managed to do some checking and as far as they are able to report, Krieger is still in Forrest City. He’s actually in the process of running for city mayor, so he’s not going to be leaving the city anytime soon.” Diesel answered, sending Texas a soft smile.

“How do you want to handle this doll?” Viper asked Diesel, stepping forward so she knew he was serious about helping her.

Viper watched as Diesel stared at him for several minutes before she looked around the room. He could tell she wasn’t sure exactly what to do. His suspicion was confirmed when she shrugged.

“I don’t know. I know when I was in the hospital, if it wasn’t for the officer or the fact I was in a city that Krieger and his family had no power in, I would either be dead or in Krieger’s control right now. Per gypsy law, at least in our community, once the betrothed have sex, then they are legally bound by marriage. The rest is just a formality…”

“Hold the fuck up!” Pratt stood up, a hand in the air as she looked at Diesel. “you mean to tell me that mother fucking succubus waste of fucking ejaculated jizz admitted to his mother and father, your family what he did and they just claim gypsy fucking law that you two were hitched and they had the right…”

“Lass, let Diesel finish her sentence. Hold the crazy for a little bit longer.” Highlander murmured, pulling his wife back into his lap, holding her tight before nodding at Diesel.

“So, basically, you’re saying once this…what Pratt said finds out your alive, he’s going to come claiming you’re his wife and that this child is his and that his word is law?” Viper concluded, tilting his head to the right slightly. “Did you two legally, per normal America law, get married or have signed paperwork?”

“No! I never went before a judge or a priest and said I do. I never saw them in the hospital. The officer, Crystal, who helped me, managed to fake my death so that they wouldn’t look for me. As far as they know, Alexandria Dennisovich is dead. There is no reason for us to believe that Krieger knows about Raven.”

“What about the rest of your family? They assume you’re dead also, correct?” Captain Irby asked, looking between Viper and Diesel.

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