Trenner’s Garage Chap. 8

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First Day Back:
Kat and Paul slept in late on their first day back from India. Terry had slept with her parents and was snuggled against her father. Even though she was a mommy’s girl, she still loved her father. Kat wakes up and gets up out of bed. She looks over at her youngest daughter as she slept next to her father. She hopes everything they went through in India brought some safety to her family.

She slips her robe and slippers on before she leaves to check on the twins. She so missed her babies while she was gone and when she was attacked and almost killed. She heads towards the room they were sleeping in. She walks up to the crib they were sleeping in and glances down at them.

“I hope I have brought you safety, my little ones.” She strokes their cheeks as they slept.

“Checking on your little ones, sis?” Benjamin had come to see how his niece and nephew were doing.

Kat turns around to face her older brother “yes. I hope what Paul and I did have brought them safety from now on.”

“Knowing you, little sister. I would say it has. That group of assassins would have to be crazy to continue coming after you and Paul.”

“You never know, big brother. They were willing to continue sending their people after us, even after we came after them. If it wasn’t for the security personnel Mrs. Bounty sent and the hardware Rebecca sent. I think we would be there a little longer.” Kat was glad they had the extra help.

“You know dad, would be proud of you and what you have accomplished.” Ben knew their father would be proud of Kat.

“I don’t know, big brother. Dad wouldn’t want me to be as bloodthirsty like I was. When I decided to become a bounty hunter. I never thought I would have to hunt down an assassin group on another continent.”

“Sis, you did what was needed to do and our father would understand that. Hell, even mom would have understood. She knew your temper better than anyone.”

“Boy! Do I remember the first time she came down hard on me for scarring Arnold King for pulling on my tail.” Kat remembered her mother punishing her for using her claws on Arnold.

“She understood why you did it, sis. The thing is, she wanted you to learn how to control that temper of yours and when to use your other natural abilities. Arnold, also shouldn’t have pulled on your tail like he did, either.”

“I know. Mom was very patient with me, and dad helping me get my temper under control. Speaking of dad. How does it feel being a father now?” Kat looks at her brother.

“I kind of like it. The boys are still adjusting to me and Charlotte. Teddy, no matter how we dress him, still looks like a girl in boy clothes. I don’t know what Brittney’s uncle did to him, but he looks like he is a girl. As for Jeff, he’s adjusting to being a normal boy. You should have seen him when I took the two of them over to the fire station here on the airfield. I think he’ll want to become a firefighter like me.” Benjamin loved being a firefighter.

“You know dad, was hoping you would follow in his footsteps,” Kat remembered the look her father had. When Benjamin told him, he wanted to be a firefighter, like their Uncle Joey.

“I know. Still, it was my calling and I think it will be Jeff’s calling as well. As for Teddy, what do you think we should do?” Ben knew both boys were forced to dress as girls and molested.

“Let Teddy decide how he wants to be. If he wants to dress as a girl, let him. If he prefers to stay as a boy, let him. As for his looks, it could be possible that Brittney’s uncle made him take estrogen and gave him puberty blockers, so he would look more feminine.”

“Charlotte was thinking along those lines as well. When we get back home, she’s going to take the boys to Doctor Walker.”

“That’s a good idea. Suggest he tests their blood.” Kat takes one more look at her sleeping children.

“Come on sis, Charlotte is cooking breakfast this morning.” Ben was craving a cup of coffee.

Ben and Kat walk into the kitchen. They spot Teddy, Jill, and Jeff sitting at the kitchen table eating breakfast. She also spots her sister-in-law Charlotte making pancakes for everyone.

“Where’s Brittney, Crystal, and Valentina?” She didn’t see her oldest child or her girlfriend.

“They went into town to collect on a bounty job they did and to see if there was any more work.” Charlotte made sure she kept track of her niece.

“They took a bounty job when they were supposed to be laying low?” Kat looks at Charlotte for an answer.

“It was an easy bounty, Kat. You would have been proud of the girls.” Ben heard how they handled it.

“Still, they were supposed to be lying low.” Kat didn’t look happy.

“Sis, you and Paul trained them well. If there had been any problems, they would have been able to handle them. Now, why don’t you sit down and enjoy some breakfast.”

“Fine.” Kat sits down at the table with the others.

Golden Eagle Squad:
“There, that should do it.” Sophia checks the bandages wrapped around Tammy’s chest.

Tammy had several cracked ribs from the building falling on her hard armor. She was sitting in her panties on the bed she slept on. She lets out the breath of air she had been holding.

“Thanks, Sophia.”

“You’re welcome.” Sophia was wearing a grey t-shirt and a pair of panties with Garfield dressed as 007.

“Will you two keep it down over there?” Becky sits up from the bed she slept in with Sophia last night.

She and Sophia had shared the bed. They didn’t do anything, except sleep. She had gone to bed in just her panties and a camisole.

“Why? You were making a lot of noise last night, Becky.” Tammy looks over towards her friend.

“I was not. Sophia and I didn’t do anything last night, I think?” Becky had a puzzled look on her face. She didn’t think they did.
Sophia just smirk. She tried calling her cousin last night before she went to bed but got her answering service instead.

“Any word from your cousin, Sophia?” Tammy was slipping on one of their t-shirts that were still cleaned.

“Nothing yet. Here, let me help you with that.” Sophia helps Tammy with the t-shirt.

“Thanks.” She was holding back the pain she was feeling.

“No problem. I’ll try again later or call her assistant and see what they want us to do.” Sophia wonders why her cousin didn’t answer her call.

“Are you girls awake?” Stanley sticks his head into the room that Tammy, Sophia, and Becky were sleeping in.

“We’re up nosy. What’s up?” Tammy looks over towards Stanley.

“The guys and I are heading over towards the Flight Deck for breakfast. Do you girls want to come along, or do you want us to bring you something back?” Stanley had stepped into the room.

“We’ll come with you guys. Just give us a few minutes to freshen up and get dress.” Tammy figures it would take them a little while to get ready.

“Alright.” Stanley was about to walk out but stops.

“Don’t ask me how I feel, Stanley.” Tammy was getting tired of that question.

“Okay.” He chuckles as he walks out of their room.

Sophia walks over towards her gear and changes into a pair of jeans and a t-shirt. The t-shirt had a Special Boat Service design on the front of it.

“Where did you get that shirt from?” Becky noticed it.

“My cousin Casey. She uses to be in the Special Boat Service before she got hurt. Most of my family have either been in the SAS or SBS or worked for Scotland yards.”

“I thought your parents were circus performers?” Becky looks at Sophia.

“My dad is a police officer and my mother and me are circus performers.” Sophia loved her dad and mom.

“Boy, talk about a strange family.” Becky couldn’t believe it.

“You don’t know the half of it, Becky. I have a cousin that works for MI 6 and her mother is a Countess and heads a department in MI 5.” Sophia liked her aunt Basset.

“Dam! I never knew an English Royal would work for a spy agency.” Becky figures they were too well known for that to happen.

“Trust me, you don’t want to get on their bad side. You think the stories I told you about my uncle Jack are scary. You should hear the ones about the rest of my family.” Sophia had a bunch of stories she could tell.

“Don’t you have normal relatives?”

“Yes, and they are just as dangerous as the others.”

Once everyone is dressed, Tammy, Becky, and Sophia head towards the Flight Deck with the rest of the crew.

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Wow Sophia is related to Counties Bessat

Samantha Heart's picture

I guess I forgot about that as she IS related to Jack Bounty after all & I do believe that the countess IS his sister, & Jack is orginally from Scotland (or Ireland i forget which). Yes I can see Katt is NOT happy with her oldest girls, but.... Katt DID train them & I think she did a DAMN GOOD JIOB!

Love Samantha Renée Heart.

Not with the Trenners

I take it they not at the airport (Walker Field?) where Trenner's Garage is located? The restaurant there is the Propeller Club, not the Flight Deck. So, where are they? If you said I missed it.


"Life is not measured by the breaths you take, but by the moments that take your breath away.”
George Carlin

Flight Deck,

is a new resturant right outside of the airfield. I should had put that in the story.

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If there's a book that you want to read, but it hasn't been written yet, then you must write it.”
― Toni Morrison

TNX

Thanks for clarifying that. I kept bouncing back and forth rereading trying to figure that out.


"Life is not measured by the breaths you take, but by the moments that take your breath away.”
George Carlin

Boom Days

Ya know, it sounds like things are picking up anound the old airfield. A gun range and a restaurant that we know of. And nobody builds a restaurant unless there are enough potential customers to turn a profit. That suggests the presence of other people working other businesses, likely new ones.

I wonder if we can attribute the boom to Rebecca and her late father? I think at least in part we can. Way to go, ladies! With August's help the garage is garnering more business, Rebecca should consider adding more bays to the shop. I've seen auto shops make it with only two bays (old service stations) but not the kind of shop Rebecca is running. Add in Lev's trucking business and airplane repair and restorations and I suspect things will soon be bulging at the seams!


"Life is not measured by the breaths you take, but by the moments that take your breath away.”
George Carlin

I have a feeling

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She shouldn't be talking about them.