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Chapter Twenty-One - Run Away, Baby

The Norris' were a notorious crime family in the UK. One of many. With Norris, the head of the family, running operations with his son, Lando, they work to keep Y/N Norris, Norris' daughter protected. Life in a crime family wasn't something they wanted for her.

But with tension with one of the Spanish crime families rise, Norris and his now deceased wife come up with only one plan, offer their daughter to the Sainz's or risk an all out war.

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"We can't stay in the cabin," Carlos said to Oscar.

Both men were still awake, sitting in the kitchen while Y/N had a nap. They had a drink of whisky between them, one Carlos had bought on his last trip into the town. "I won't have my baby born in the safehouse."

Oscar took a sip of his drink. "Are you gonna go back to the house?" He asked him.

But Carlos himself didn't know. As much as he didn't want to go back to their unsafe house, there wasn't anywhere else. Getting another house was too high profile; the easiest option had to be tightening security.

Two rows of gates, higher fences, security cameras at every turn. Carlos would do anything to keep his wife safe. Retina scans at every entrance and doors to thick to be penetrated by bullets.

Carlos grabbed the carton of cigarettes from his pocket. He took one out and placed it between his lips, offering the carton to Oscar. But Oscar shook his head, refusing. "Suit yourself," Carlos muttered and stood up.

He kept the cigarette between his lips, playing with his lighter as he walked through the cabin. He couldn't dare light it inside, not with his pregnant wife laying on the bed.

So, as he walked past her, Carlos pulled his cigarette from between his lips and kissed her on the forehead. She brushed her hair out of her face and left her to it, walking outside to smoke his cigarette.

Carlos had never imagined his life going this way. He hadn't imagined finding love through an arranged marriage. He hadn't imagined his father dying and having to run to the safe house. And, he hadn't imagined having to consider his child being born in said safe house.

Leaning against the wall of the safe house, Carlos held his lighter to the end of his cigarette and lit it. He shuddered as he drew in that first breath.

It wasn't often that Carlos smoked more than one cigarette in a single sitting. But today was different. Today he smoked two cigarettes. Before the second cigarette, Carlos sat on the floor, his back against the cabin.

His hands shook as he pulled the cigarette away from his lips.

There was a knock against the cabin wall. Carlos looked up and immediately stubbed out his cigarette. Sitting beside him, Y/N kept her nose covered by her sweater and leaned against him. "You okay?" She asked, her head on his shoulder.

Carlos nodded and kissed the top of her head. But Y/N kept looking at him, and Carlos realised their was no point in hiding anything from her. They were going through it together, after all.

"Just stressed, mi querida," he said, pulling his lighter from his pocket to play with.

She reached up and fixed his hair. "What's stressing you out?" She asked, letting out a little yawn.

Carlos let out a breath, holding the lighter open as the flame danced. He told her all of his stress, all of his worries. She held him as he spoke, listening to every single word.

When he was done, Carlos let out a shuddering breath. She stroked through his hair, fluffing it out. "No matter where our baby is born, I'll be happy. I know you'll get us somewhere safe in the end."

They sat out there for just a moment longer, leaning against each other. Carlos grabbed a gentle hold of her chin, turning her towards him. He pressed his lips against hers, eyes shutting as his tongue danced into her mouth.

She turned towards him, deepening everything. Her hands settled on his cheeks, her own eyes shut as she sucked on his tongue. "Ay dios mío," Carlos whispered against her lips. "I've missed you so much," He said, hands settling on her waist and he pushed her to the ground, his body over hers.

"Carlos, we can't," she whispered, her expression full of guilt as she gently pushed him away. "Oscar's inside."

Sitting back up, Carlos let his expression fall. "I need to get you back to the house," He said as he helped her to her feet. "I just want to ravage you."

She let out a giggle as Carlos wrapped her arms around her and walked her back into the safe house. His arm around her was strong, comforting as he took her back inside.

But, when they got inside, something was very, very wrong.

Oscar stood in the doorway to the kitchen, Carlos's gun in his hands. He held his fingers to his lips as Carlos pushed the front door shut.

"What on earth are you doing?" Y/N exclaimed.

But suddenly Carlos was behind her, his hand covering her mouth. "He's right, mi amor," he whispered in her ear, his breath tickling. "There's movement on the treeline." Carlos looked towards Oscar. "Do you think you can distract them while I get her out of here?"

Oscar nodded his head. "Make sure you get her somewhere safe," he said.

Carlos held onto Y/N as he led her into the kitchen. He gave Oscar a nod and the Australian opened the door, pointing the gun towards the trees as he took off, shooting.

"OS-" Y/N cried as soon as she heard the shooting. But, before she could say anything else, Carlos had covered her mouth with his hand.

"Baby, please!" He hissed and gently pulled away. She swallowed the lump in her throat as Carlos pulled open the window in the kitchen. "I need you to run as fast as you can to the car."

"Where're we going?" She asked as Carlos helped her to climb out of the window.

"Just run," Carlos said and climbed through the window himself.

The two of them ran towards the car. Carlos tried his best to shield his wife's body as he ran. Moving while trying to press the button on the car keys were incredibly difficult, Carlos realised as he tried to unlock the car.

But they managed to get the doors open and, before they knew it, they were driving away. "What about Oscar?" Y/N cried as Carlos drove like he was on a race track.

"He'll be fine. He's been trained for stuff like this," Carlos answered as they drove through the woods, heading back to the main road.

Y/N let out a breath, holding her hand against her chest, listening to the thudding of her heart. Everything in the safe house had been peaceful. It wasn't an ideal home, but it was peaceful. It was the kind of place where she could see herself loving Carlos.

But now they were leaving. They were leaving and Y/N was suddenly afraid that the old, cruel Carlos would return.

"Where are we going?" Y/N asked, somewhat meekly. For just a moment she was sick of pretending to be stronger than she was, and she let herself feel vulnerable.

Carlos sucked in a breath, keeping his attention on the roads ahead. With the way he was driving, there was no way anybody would have been able to follow them.

"Verstappen and his son have managed to fortify their house," he said, his knuckles white on the steering wheel. "I'm going to get you there, and then I'm going to take care of things here," he said.

"You're gonna leave me?"

"You'll be in good hands," he said quickly.

She blinked, slowly. Blinking back tears. "I'm so fucking scared," she whispered, leaning her head against the window.

If it was possible, Carlos would have ditched the car as soon as he got to the airport. But it wasn't that easy. He parked as close as he could and held onto Y/N as they walked through the doors of the airport.

Carlos got them moving through the airport as quickly as he could. He bought them tickets on the next flight to the Netherlands and moved her through the airport as quickly as he could.

As soon as they were sat at the gate, Carlos made arrangements for the car to be picked up. He didn't tell Verstappen that they were coming, couldn't risk sending that message. He could have gotten somebody, one of Verstappens men to pick them up, but it wasn't worth the risk. Carlos was just going to have to rent one once they landed.

Carlos had never been on a commercial flight before. He couldn't help but fidget as he sat beside Y/N, full of anxiety. He felt naked and anxious now that he didn't know the apartment. Their lives were in a strangers hands.

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Oscar ran through the trees, guns blazing (literally).

He was a damn good shot, doing what seemed to be shooting blindly but actually taking out two of the three assailants.

There was just one left. This one was much harder to spot and Oscar had to take a second to look around. He pressed his back against a tree, chest rapidly rising as he looked back towards the safe house.

If he could see Y/N and Carlos running towards the the car, so could the assailant. Oscar had to take him out now.

He kept his gun in front of him as he looked around the tree. Movement, any sign of movement and he would shoot. But then he heard the car start and the wheels screech as they managed to get away.

Good. Now Oscar would concentrate.

Oscar located the last assailant and took him out. Easily. It wasn't the first life he had taken and, in this line of work, it wouldn't be his last.

He stayed in the trees just a second more, trying to locate any more men with guns. When their didn't seem to be any, Oscar ran back to the cabin. He knew what he needed to do. Break Carlos's laptop and get the hell out of their.

Oscar threw open the door to the cabin with little regard. It wasn't like the Sainz family could use it as a safe house anymore. The door hit the wall it was attached to, splintering it.

He ran to the kitchen, grabbing a knife.

It was a bit ridiculous when he thought about it, breaking a laptop with a knife. But Oscar didn't know what else to do. He plunged the knife into the laptop again and again, chipping away at the desk beneath it.

Oscar made sure the laptop was completely unusable before he took off, once again running through the woods, searching for sanctuary.

He had to find Alonso.

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Nnta blurb ideas- carlos wanted a son but then y/n has a daughter??

THIS IS NON-CANONICAL, JUST A FUN BLURB!!

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Warnings: birth, slight misogyny

"I cannot believe you're carrying my son," said Carlos as he kissed the side of her head.

Y/N rolled her eyes. Her bump had just started to show, but she wasn't far enough along to know the sex yet. Not that it was safe enough to go to a hospital, anyway.

"We might be having a girl," she said as she ran her hands through his fluffy hair.

But Carlos just shook his head from side to side as he grinned ear to ear. "My, my pretty little wife. I know we're having a boy."

To turn a long story into a short one, they weren't having a baby boy. When Y/N found of the sex she'd been with Carlos Oñoro, cousin to her husband.

"We can't tell him," Y/N said as she held the man's hand.

Carlos gulped and pushed his glasses further up his nose. "If he asks, I can't lie to him."

Luckily, Y/N got to her husband first. She saw Carlos (her husband) as he came running towards her, wide smile on his face. "What are we having?" He asked, cradling her stomach.

"I... I decided to wait and see."

And then Y/N had the baby. She'd been so nervous, anxious, for Carlos to meet their little girl. The birth was excruciating, hours of pain as she pushed out their baby.

Valentina Sainz came into the world screaming. She was placed into her fathers arms, Y/N too exhausted to do anything but lay there. "Well hello, gorgeous girl," said Carlos as he gently moved her from side to side.

Was he disappointed that he wasn't having a boy? No. He wasn't. He'd been so sure he was having a boy, someone to take over his empire, but that was because he didn't want to bring a girl into this line of work, one he'd have to marry off in a deal like Y/Ns family had done.

No, Carlos was going to protect Valentina with everything he had. She was his entire world; he'd do anything for her and her mother.

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