Page 123 of Chaos has a Name
Yeah, and Gryphen wanted it to stay that way. The last thing he needed was to fuck around and find out with one of their lives.
He wanted to reach his wedding date without any major calamities. He’d promised Ian he’d get to the altar, and he absolutely was.
“Well, good. Because your security were shot last, and that isn’t fun. So mind your manners, and I won’t have to tell Ivan you played jackwagon. The little guy gets bitchy.”
Oh, they were aware.
As they got out of the blacked-out ride, Gryphen was scanning the area.
So far, so good.
Their biggest concern was the media tailing them. It looked as if they were staying off the reservation.
As they headed toward the building, they passed by the structure that had been built in honor of Timothy’s life.
It was the center where the kids and people could go if they needed anything. The building stood there, a massive structure made out of wood logs, and indicative to the surroundings.
It looked like a massive log cabin, but it was actually a series of rooms and offices for whatever was needed here.
There was a food pantry inside, and there was a center for kids to do homework and use computers.
Hell!
There was a gym.
When Ethan didn’t move, his brother was worried. He wasn’t sure what was bothering him. Only, he knew his brother. He was coming off a brutal case.
“Bro, are you okay?” Callen asked. “If this is too much, I can do it alone.”
Ethan turned, and he hugged his brother tightly, catching him off guard.
“You did good, CJ. Granddad would be so proud of this. You gave him a legacy that wasn’t us running wild on thereservation. I’m grateful to have a brother who is this sweet and considerate. You have a big heart.”
That touched Callen.
Ethan’s opinion mattered to him.
Because he clearly needed it, Callen held his brother and ran his hands up and down his back.
“We did good,” he corrected. “We’re all part of this. The learning lab was Elizabeth’s idea, and the food and clothing pantry was a no-brainer. The community center is from all of us to the ancestors and people here.”
He broke the hug and held his brother’s hand in his.
The bottom line was that Ethan was emotional coming back here.
As of late, he seemed to always be that. His heart was opening up, and he felt so much for his family, and even for this.
After coming to grips with his feelings, and learning he could let them out, containing them had become difficult to do. Blackhawk wanted to be known for one very important thing.
His heart.
No longer was he going to hold back. Maybe that was because he’d learned he could trust his people. They’d never let him down.
“Can we go in?” Ethan asked. “I know we have to work, but I miss him. He fucked us good with his meddling, but it all worked out. Timothy has been on my mind a lot lately.”
Honestly, Callen didn’t mind at all. He often came back here just to check on it if he was in California.
“Yeah, he did, but Timothy’s middle name was meddling. Let’s go in and take a look. You didn’t see it all in action. It’s a nice feeling.”
