Little Daisy (It Really Is War)

((Y/N)'s POV)

Last night when I talked to Mitzi about what happened and how Ivy found red marks, which Ivy came in closer to say "Lots of red marks". She sounded angry over the phone... Like, really angry that it was scary. I was back in the bag for Ivy to take me somewhere and the marks were mostly gone, but only a few rashes that Ivy put lotion on. I just hoped they would be gone by the time we got to Mitzi, but when I heard Rocky's voice, Ivy followed him and I stayed quiet.

Rocky-What happened? Ms. M didn't send someone to get me from my car, she came herself to take me here.

Ivy-Something happened and... I have our little friend in here... How mad is she?

Rocky-A mountain itself would kneel before her fury. She preferred my next job to be much more explosive.

Ivy-Well, you may want to stay out here. Ms. M is going to be full of prunes when she sees this.

Rocky-How much worse can it get? The devil himself would be deafened by her rage.

(Timeskip 15 Minutes)

I was curled up on a bed with no shirt on which showed Mitzi what I looked like and even with the marks mostly gone... She went completely crazy. A man was knocking on the door to tell her to keep it down and her eyes just looked so scary and angry. The only thing that made her stop was when I grabbed and hugged her before she did something really bad... She was not calm, but she stopped yelling and pacing around. Now, she was petting my head and back while cuddling me in her arms so I cuddled her back. She buried my face in her neck next.

Mitzi-Rocky, you are not doing anything else until 'she' is bumped off into the gutter. Do I make myself clear?

Rocky-Crystal.

Mitzi-... Sigh Ivy, you are staying here with me. If I get busy for even a moment and need to step out for even a moment, I want you in here to keep an eye on (Y/N)... I have a few pieces stashed in this room.

When she let me look at her, I saw she was calm, but I was still a little scared.

Mitzi-Awwwww. My poor baby. Mommy is not mad at you... Here, let's get you washed up and in your PJs. I think some nice calm music would do us both some good. ~

(Timeskip 3 Hours)

(Ivy's POV)

It was nice to be back with (Y/N), but now I wanted to go out and kill that broad that did this to him. At least, I got to cuddle with him gain, but it's like no matter what I want to do now, I end up getting told the opposite. We had food coming up to the room so we hid (Y/N) under a blanket and he looked nervous all day. When we lifted the blanket after the Chinese food came (Y/N) he saw his belly was a little exposed so he covered it, but I already saw one of the rashes on him... The thing about having no fur, makes them more obvious. Ms. M didn't like that.

Mitzi-Honey, you need some more lotion?

(Y/N)-N-No... It doesn't itch or hurt.

Ms. M and I still hated looking at it or even knowing that it was there. I wondered what Rocky was doing to have that broad sleep with the fishes, but suddenly (Y/N) started crying while Mitzi was getting food ready for him. I just cuddled him and she came over.

Mitzi-Honey, what's wrong? ~

(Y/N)-Sniffle Are... Are you going t-to kill Serafine?

Mitzi-Oh, no... No, no, no, no. We're just going to make sure she learns to leave you alone.

Ivy-So we're just gonna push her in the gutter to make her dirty and hurt her a little. It's just so she leaves you alone.

(Y/N)-I-It's... sniffle just pushing her into the gutter?

Mitzi-She's a big girl. She can walk it off after... Now, to be a big boy, you need to eat. ~

She went back to getting food ready for him and I just cuddled him in bed.

(Serafine's POV)

When I find the scrub that took my prize, I'm gonna gut them like a fish. I was called in by the boss saying that Lackadaisy was actively hitting us more and he knew that I was part of the reason why. He looked made and I expect there is a group of gunmen outside those doors.

Mr. Sweet-I want to go over this one more time... Whatever you did to Lackadaisy, not only made them more aggressive with car bombs, coordinated attacks, and no doubt targeting me! You managed to single-handedly get cops breathing down all of our necks! Especially mine! What was so important?! What did you take?!

He wouldn't believe me without showing him and even so, I wouldn't show him.

Serafine-What I will say is that it's worth it, Bossman. 

Mr. Sweet-You better watch yourself. Nico is already in pieces, but I can make sure you're full of holes! Whatever you took and keep on fighting over, you are either going to get rid of it or give it to me if it is just that important!

When he said that, I started to take a look at my options. I could just let this go or get (Y/N) by to give him over to him or...

(No POV)

BANG

3 men outside the door heard that and rushed in only to have 2 of them shot in the head and the other in the arm, making him drop his gun and going down to the floor.

Serafine-Hey, Cher... There's going to be a new change in management. ~

((Y/N)'s POV)

For some reason, I had a shiver go up my spine. Mitzi pulled me closer to her and held some noodles up to me. I took a bite and they were pretty good. For a moment, my rashes felt a little hot for a moment and went away, but I kept that to myself. Ivy held some more food up to me and even kissed my cheek while I chewed on my food. Mitzi pulled me into her before she saw I was full so she started eating herself and so did Ivy... I don't understand why they wanted to feed me first. When they were done eating, Mitzi got up and looked at me.

Mitzi-Hey, I didn't bring your tablet, so about we play some games or tell some stories? 

Ivy-I want to hear more about your old life. Maybe some more clothes ideas... What about winter clothes?

Mitzi-Now, Ivy. I'm sure he wants to hear a story... How about a story about a knight and queen? I find forbidden love to be very dramatic.

Ivy-Why not try a story about a poor lost baby kitten finding a new home?

I think in that story, I was supposed to be the baby kitten. I was a little bored with my tablet still, so maybe storytime and a few games would be kind of fun.

(Nina's POV)

Rocky came by looking for Freckle, but I need Freckle now to help me look for the angel in the city and Rocky will only get in the way of that. I would ask my church group, but nobody would know what they were looking for, so it was just me and Freckle going to the city soon. I just made sure we had everything we might need for first aid or comfort in the car.

Rocky-What if I borrow Freckle to help me look, and-?

Nina-Listen... This angel is a gift sent from God, if one is to find them, he would need comfort and a capable and caring hand. Not some crazy bum who can't control himself.

Rocky-One could say in a chaotic moment, you need to fight fire with fire.

Nina-Rocky... Stay. Away. From. The angel.

He seemed scared of me and I went back into the house while he went away then I saw Freckle in the kitchen making sandwiches.

Nina-Be sure to be ready soon. Once we leave, we will be gone for a while. If we find the angel, I will take care of him here and tell your boss the news.

Freckle-Yes... You will give him to her, right?

Nina-Tha will be up to (Y/N), but he will be cared for here. The church will help me care for him as well.

Freckle-Gulp... O-Ok.

He looked nervous, but this was a big task, and saving an angel sent from the Heavens is a very big deal. When I went out to the car, I did a little prayer alone before reaching under the seat to pull out what I thought I would never have... A pistol. Freckle doesn't even know that I have it.

Nina-Please, Lord, forgive me for what I may have to do in order to protect your angels... I will save the one you sent to me.

I put it back under the seat to hide it. Hopefully, I will not be needing it to save (Y/N). This got me thinking. What if he truly is helpless and the city is just too dangerous... Perhaps he does need to stay here and if I need to, nurture him the way God intended all new babies to be nurtured. This made me think back to when I gave birth to freckle and raised him in his toddler years.

Nina's mind-No, he does not need to be cared for that much... Does he?