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It was beginning to seem as though Drew was never going to get a break from the bullshit exploding in his life continuously over the past few years. Between leaving the states, losing his wife, having his wife back around, not getting to have her in his life as his own, and now the revelation that he had a baby girl that he wasn't allowed to see. Of course he did understand why he couldn't see her for the most part, but it was still infuriating. He and Lexi were fighting, but he had essentially told her to leave him alone which was sort of his go to thing to say anymore. As soon as he wanted to be left alone, it became a 'fuck off' since it was the easiest thing to say to get his point across. How was he supposed to function knowing that he was a father and a husband but he couldn't be either to his girls because of his parents lying and he had lost his girl? All to the life? 

After their argument he had immediately headed towards the gym to unlock his anger and let it flow freely. It would result in him being rather exhausted come tomorrow but he didn't care, he needed the release. Opening the doors he let them fall shut with a loud bang, the lights slowly warming up enough to light the entire gym which gave it an eerie feeling. Sweat, cleaner, rubber, and brace oil smell clung to the air of the gym which gave a clue to how much work actually got done in here. Pulling his shirt off as he walked over to his locker, he switched form his street shoes to his bare feet, tossed his shirt in his locker and began to tape his hands. With each pass of the tape he pushed his fingers down into a tight fist to shape the tape just enough to support his ligaments. A pressed button brought the music on rather loudly which simply fueled his anger and let it flare. Anger was how he was so successful in his fighting, he quite literally saw red and often had to be forced off of his opponent because he was so angry. 

His handsome features turned a bit ugly, eyes hardening as he looked at the punching bag in front of him and without stretching or warming up, he attacked the bag. His entire body went into every punch, the force enough to cause bones to break if he hit the bag just right but with the tape, he was at least sort of protected. It didn't matter to him that he was going to be sore tomorrow and possibly not be able to train for a few days but he just didn't give a shit, to put it plainly. After awhile his arms became sore but he kept going, kept punching, kept releasing every ounce of anger into the bag in front of him. Finally the pain became to great and he hit the bag so hard he simply let out a yell of pure pain, pressing his forehead to the bag and grabbing either side of it. He was drenched in sweat, body shaking from the exertion, eyes closing tight. This life had simply become painful and he was beginning to reach the end where he couldn't take it any longer.

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Life was a bitch. That was about the truest saying Lexi could think of as she climbed out of the sleek black Aston Martin. Shades pulled down, she habitually looked around, taking in her surroundings even as she stepped up on the cement outside the gym. Although she was almost certain she hadn't been followed, her stormy eyes scanned the streets for anyone looking out of place and then let out a little sigh of relief as she saw nothing. Maybe, just maybe, she could pull this off before they came for her. No, there was no maybe, she simply had too. Her daughters life depended on it and there was only one person she could count on to keep her safe. 

Even if that man wanted nothing to do with her. It was just to damned bad because, like it or not, he had a child to take care of. 

Using those thoughts to steal her courage, the brunette squared her shoulders and then stepped towards the door of the gym. Slipping quietly inside, she flashed the clerk a smile before introducing herself and asking where Drew was. Directed to the back of the place, the young woman moved on quiet feet through the gym, never letting down her guard as she took in those there. 

Finally, she found the figure she was looking for and what she saw made all her defenses crumble. Shit. He looked like hell and he obviously had been getting about as much sleep as she'd been. Without his own shields, he looked very much like hte fighter she'd fallen in love with so long ago. So much so, that it broke her heart and made what she had to do all that much harder. Doubts about the past whirled in her mind even as she knew she had no choice but to see the next few minutes through. She needed Drew's help . Their daughter needed his help. If what she suspected was true, then it was only a matter of time before she was dead and the child needed someone to watch over her. Protect her from those who might harm her. She needed her father. 

How the hell was she supposed to tell him all this though? How could she explain that what he thought wasn't the case but that she was doing the job her father had expected of her? And that job had gone south and this might be the last time they saw each other? How could she not though? 

Really, in the end, there was no choice. 

"Drew?" she called out, keeping her voice soft even as she scanned their surroundings once more.

Maybe.

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Those that knew Drew well enough knew better than to interrupt him when he was on the bag considering he usually wasn't in the greatest frame of mind. There was always that little edge to him that could easily break when he was training and he wouldn't hold back on hurting someone else. As the voice behind him registered in his brain, he took a deep breath and stood up straight, forehead lifting from the bag and head tilting enough to glance over his shoulder at Lexi. Of course it was her, standing behind him waiting to talk to him as if it were a normal occurrence for them to be in the middle of the smelly gym. Lexi always was rather good at keeping her composure and seeming natural when the situation wasn't necessarily all that natural. Hell, if only some of her talent for it would pass off on him considering he wasn't the greatest at being natural at anything outside of the combined martial arts. And being relatively strong. That was about it. 

Taking another deep breath he cracked his neck while stepping back away from the bag completely, noting he'd have to attack it again sometime soon. Waving for her to follow, Drew weaved his way through the gym towards the back rooms where they had private conferences and what not for future fights. They were at least air conditioned, quiet, private, and cleaner than the gym itself. There was only so much one could do to combat the grossness of men fighting and sweating all of the equipment. Pushing into one of said rooms, Drew waited for her to step into the room before shutting the door behind her with a rather loud slam. Taking a water bottle of the fridge, he set one on the table for her and took a seat, arms crossing over his broad chest tightly. "What?" His voice wasn't necessarily icy or snarly, it was rather monotone, holding no emotion. And sometimes, that might be worse than if he had put emotion into it. 

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Once upon a time, things had been so much different than this. Once upon a time, she'd have bounced into the gym and jumped the man, wrapping her legs around his waste and teasing a smile from the stern features. Once upon a time, he'd have greeted her with a smile, dark eyes alighting by her mere appearance, the love between them shining like a beacon on a dark night. Like a lighthouse guiding lost ships to safety. Unfortunately, it seemed that there were no happily ever afters in this life. Not for them, at least. To many storms and to many forces had strived to separate them and keep them apart. Like Romeo and Juliet, they'd been doomed from the start.

Something that was made clear when Drew finally turned to look at her and her heart broke once more at the look on his face. Shit, was this really TRULY what life had brought them too? Had they both just been pawns to be used by their families and then cast aside? Had she truly misjudged the whole situation back then? Even if she had, what else had she been able to do? It had been obvious that his family would not rest until they'd destroyed them and Lexi had had more to protect than just herself. It was a situation that had no answer and she'd done the best she could with what she'd been given.

Those thoughts rolling around in her head, the brunette followed after the fighter as he headed back towards a quieter area, her steps silent even on the mats after years of learning to move like a shadow. Another glance over her shoulder to make sure she hadn't been followed and she ducked in behind Drew, barely flinching when the door closed with a sound that was almost like a bomb in the suddenly quiet area. Drew's own "WHAT" did nothing to reassure the young woman but instead of letting it cow her, Lexi forced her chin upwards and met his gaze with what she hoped was a collected appearance.

"I need a favor...." she told him, keeping her voice quiet and level. "Our daughter is in trouble and I need you to collect her from her school and keep her safe. All the provisions for your arrival have been made, as is the paperwork. All you need to do is show ID and present this to the Abbess." she continued, suddenly reaching up and taking off a chain from around her neck and moving forward to lay it upon the table beside him. On the gold chain lay a gold band with a simple cut diamond. "I need you to do this for me and for you to promise me you'll protect her with your life... no matter what happens."






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It was surprising just how far the pair of them were from the beginning of their relationship. From the days of laughter, love, and acting like young kids. Drew missed those days, he missed his Lexi, not this version of her. Yeah, of course he was glad she could protect herself and had learned a lot of new tactics but honestly, he wanted his girl back. Not this robot that had taken her over working for the wrong people. At least that's how he felt whether it was right or wrong. Taking a deep breath as he walked through the gym towards the rooms, dreading this talk was going to be yet another massive fight. How was it that they were here? How were they at this point?

Settling in his chair as he listened to her, he caught the falter in her hold on her emotions that barely passed across her face for that brief moment, sighing. Her request made him growl, a snort escaping him, "And what am I supposed to say when she asks me who I am? 'Oh hey, I'm your father but your mom never told you about me because she's too scared of her own dad.'?" His reply was snarly, the growl deep in his voice and the anger in his face not calming for a few brief moments. "I'll do it for her." He took the necklace from her, sliding his thumb along the smooth metal in thought, knowing he was going to say yes no matter what. It was what she said after that that made him look up. No matter what happens. 

Frowning deeply he stood up from his chair, walking over to her and cupping her face in his hands. "You don't know if you're coming back…" it wasn't so much of a question as an obvious stated fact. Shaking his head he pressed his lips to hers, holding onto her for a long few moments before finally pulling away. "I'll protect her, Lex. You know that. She's my baby girl, just like you, I'd protect both of you with my life…"

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Closing her eyes momentarily against the hurt Drew's words caused her, Lexi held herself still. No matter what he threw at her, she had to take it. There was to much at risk for her not too. Especially when she knew, deep down inside, the reasons why her husband was lashing out like he did. Whether it was his fault, her fault... None of that mattered anymore, however, and she would sell her soul to make sure their daughter was protected.

Then, her words seemed to register to the angry fighter in front of her and Lexi opened her eyes to find him approaching her. His next words made another flash of heartbreak flicker over her delicate features and when he took her in his arms, she didn't fight it. In truth, she didn't have the energy to even try. For those precious seconds, there in his arms, the young woman felt safe. It was something only Drew had ever been able to give her and for that stolen moment, she allowed herself to believe in fairytales.

Unfortunately, the moment was broken all to soon when he pulled back, leaving Lexi to find her own feet once more.

This time though, what she gave him wasn't the composed agent she'd become but the woman. A woman whos heart was breaking as his words washed over her and tears filled her eyes. Why now, when it was much to late, did they come to this? Why was fate such a bitch that she'd bring them to this moment only to show them impossibilities? It hurt so much that Lexi wanted to rage against the forces of fate but what good would it do? How could she leave him though? How was she supposed to find the strength to walk away, now, when there was so much she needed, no, wanted to say?

But then, why should he pay the price for the choices she'd been forced to make? If what he said was true about their families, what good would it do to tell him the truth? Why hurt him more than he'd already been hurt? So many questions, so little time or answers.

Reaching up, Lexi couldn't help but cup his cheek even as she met his gaze. For once, she didn't try to hide anything from him, simply giving him an unfettered look into her soul. A soul that was filled with love and regret. "I know you will, Drew..Or I wouldn't entrust her to you. She's been my whole world and my only reason for living these last few years. Because she was a part of you." she whispered, barely able to make herself audible for the lump in her throat."Some things are beyond your control to change, however. You can't save me from whats coming for me but just knowing you will take care of our baby makes it easier."

Then, dropping her forehead against his chest, the caramel haired beauty allowed a few tears to fall before sternly pushing them away and stealing herself. When she pushed back, her composure was tattered but in place. "There are a few things you need to know and be aware of... I didn't just come to Europe on a whim. My father had connections and I was offered a job when I arrived in Madrid and after our baby was born. That job though.. its not what you think... At least, not what it appears. The crew I'm with? I'm not doing it for the money.. I'm working for Interpol."






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Taking a deep breath as he held his girl for those brief few moments, sliding his hands down to rest against her waist and hold her there. All of these years he hadn't been allowed to touch her, feel her, be with her, all because he thought her dead. But here she was and he still couldn't have her. Reality sucked, that was for sure, but here was an opportunity to make up for all of the time lost in the past few years. Lexi was possibly not going to come back, she was going to leave and have something possibly catch up with her from a past job. The thought of losing her was breaking his heart but he knew whatever it was, she couldn't escape. 

"You know our baby girl will be okay with me. I'll protect her, take her everywhere I go. Hell…I'll even let her play fight and teach her how to punch," he chuckled in an attempt to make light of the situation even if it was a poor one. Listening to her made him shake his head, arms wrapping around her to hold her tight as if he could protect her from all of the shit rolling downhill. There was no way he was going to let this happen to her, he couldn't, but in his mind he knew there was absolutely nothing he could do to stop whatever this was. Right as he was about to say something he heard her confession, mouth opening in a bit of shock before he looked down at her.

"Interpol?!" The word escaped him without a thought, she was working for Interpol, she was a cop. A cop who saw him working with his crew to steal things in Paris, a cop who had been in his bed, when the hell did she change sides? Shaking his head to clear his mind he rubbed his face, taking a deep breath. "What exactly is catching up to you, Lexi? What crime faction did you piss off?" Drew wanted, no, needed to know what exactly was going on here. Not only was she going to possibly die, she was working for the other side of the law than what he was on. "Jesus…how the fuck do you end up on Interpol with our families?!" Drew couldn't resist the nervous laugh that escaped him since he was beginning to get worried about just what she could have said to the people she worked for. This certainly changed a hell of a lot of things in his life. 

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Drews reaction was everything she expected it to be. Flinching a bit at his tone, Lexi wrapped her arms around herself, looking much like the younger Lexi he'd know years ago. "Its actually a pretty simple story...It turns out that my father wasn't the simple businessman that everyone thought. He was actually working with the FBI and, later, DDS. Through them, he freelanced for Interpol as a code cracker. When he died, I had all his things sent over to me. I had taken a job in Madrid and as I was going through some things, i found a file he was working on... I actually cracked the code and gave it over to the office there. Then, they offered me a freelance job and before long... I was in training as a full time agent. I took a job at an art gallery in Paris, specializing in unique items and word got out that I also specialized in obtaining "special" items and cracking codes. Eventually, this landed me a job with the crew I work with now."

Pausing for a moment then, she let him digest that before continuing. " At first, I thought I was just doing my part in the wheels of justice but it soon became a web so thick, you are constantly watching your back. For awhile now, I've suspected that there's someone else working at opposite ends with me. Maybe even someone within the system. Either another Interpol agent or maybe a freelancer. I don't know but I suspect my covers either been blown or will be shortly. Unfortunately, I've got to finish one more job before I can get out. I've got to get the proof I need to uncover the other mole."

Then, finally falling silent, Lexi watched drew for a moment before she shook her head, knowing him to well not to figure out where his mind went. "And no... Nobody knows anything about you. You or your team... Yet." she gave him, eyes softening a bit. "That being said, you guys are on Shaw's radar. And once your on it, you can be assured hes going to be combing everywhere, looking for your weaknesses. I don't know if he knows about you all but I'm betting he does."


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An eyebrow lifted at the admitting that her father wasn't just who everyone believed he was. That changed pretty much everything in their past and made it all make sense. Drew's eyes dropped to the table in front of him as the realization that her father had been convinced he was bad news because of his own father made everything make more sense. "He was convinced that I was going to drag you down into the hell of my fathers world and he didn't want to see that happen." He nodded, smiling a bit. A father would do anything to protect his little girl and in all honesty, he couldn't help but respect her dad for simply trying to protect his little girl just as he was going to be protecting their little girl. A frown creased his forehead at the little fact that her father was dead, which made him feel bad for his rather harsh comment about her being afraid of him. Sliding his hands through his buzzed hair, he just took a deep breath and decided to listen. 

Everything she was saying was everything they had talked about avoiding when they were younger. They had made plans to find ways out of being involved with this shit, to live there lives like normal people but look where that had gotten them. Him in jail and her on the wrong side of the law for a bit. Sighing, he rubbed his chin, beginning to take the tape off of his hands and shook his head. "You should have seen that coming, weaving a web like that. You're smarter than that," he looked up to her but his words had probably rang through her head before from someone else. Adjusting his seat, he shrugged. "Well, guess you had better get this job done so that you can come home and be with your girl…and me." Drew looked up to her and shook his head. "Lex, if you survive this, I want you…I want you to be a part of our family, I want to be a family. Yeah, my life isn't exactly the greatest but I'd really like to have you again…"

It was her next words that sent ice through his veins, eyebrow lifting and eyes looking to her. "You're working. For Shaw." His voice took a tone of anger, a growl working from the bottom of his chest and he slammed a fist down on the table. "God dammit, Lex! Do you know what that man is?! He's a murderer, he's plotting things that I'm not privy to, but have been told they could change the way we live. Owen Shaw is a vile, evil, malicious man that you should have never gotten involved with. Once you're in his crew there's only one way out, and that's six feet under!" Drew stood, shaking his head as he looked at her. "This changes everything, quite literally."

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