"Page? Baby? Are you in there?" I heard Spencer's voice. I went to get up and Vincent grabbed my arm. I looked at him like he was nuts.
"What are you doing?"
"It could be a trap," Vincent said.
"A trap? But it's Spencer."
"He could also have a gun to his head and someone is making him talk," Vincent said. My body went cold. I sat back down to the ground next to Vincent. He held his finger to his lip. I nodded at him.
"Baby? are you in there?" I heard Spencer's voice again. This was killing me.
"I have to go to him," I whispered. "If it was you I'd go to you," I said. He took a deep breath and nodded at me. We both stood up and Vincent braced himself at the door. He cracks the door open and then stood back as Spencer came running inside. He came to my arms right away. I held on to him. "What's going on out there.
"It's almost over. There were only a few men. They are searching the grounds now to make sure there is no one else here." Spencer said.
"Did anyone get hurt?" I asked.
"No everyone is fine," Spencer said. I took a deep breath. Thank god. I said to myself.
"What the hell is going on?" I said out loud. "This is starting to get out of control." I was loud and I felt panicked.
"Calm down baby, It's all going to be okay. Richard is calling a meeting and we're all going into hiding." Spencer said. I looked at him and took a deep breath. We walked out of the bathroom and took a seat on my bed.
"Don't you think it would be smart if we all went to Russia?' I said looking at Vincent.
"You have a point," Vincent said.
"Maybe we should tell Richard that in the meeting," Spencer said. The three of us agreed. Spencer and I waited in the bedroom, while Vincent went out to find his father. This is what Vincent does and he had to stay behind to protect me. I hated holding him back.
"What are you thinking about?" Spencer asked me.
"I hate holding Vincent back from what he does.”
"What do you mean?"
"He had to stay here and protect me.”
"I can't believe I'm going to say this. Page, where do you think he would rather be? If he had been anywhere else in this house or on the grounds when everything went down. He would have gone through hell to get to you first." Spencer said.
"Why did you just say that?" I asked him.
"Becuase that's exactly what I did and I know how he feels about you." He said. I looked down to the ground and felt so much love in my heart. How lucky and unlucky I am to have these two men love me as much as they do and whether or not they can see it yet. Things between Vincent and Spencer are changing. It's not a lot but it is something. I'm holding onto that. I would rather they hated me and became friends again. Then for me to choose one and they go back to hating each other again. I promised myself that I would do my best to bring them together again. I'm in love with both of them. It's two very different kinds of love, but in the end, I will only be with one of them and at this moment. I have no idea who. They have both changed so much over this little bit of time.
I have let go and forgiven Spencer for the choices he has made. He has done more than show me his love for me. He has been here every step of the way and done and agreed to things that normal Spencer never would have done. Vincent has let go of his harder side and has shown me more love then I can even hold on to. He has also been here every step of the way. Not that he can really go out and do much with being a wanted prisoner on the run, but that hasn't made him leave and run back to Russia.
I heard the bedroom door open and Vincent came back inside. "The house and grounds are clear and my father wants everyone in the meeting room now." He said. Spencer and I got up and I almost fell back to the ground. I felt two sets of arms grab a hold of me. I looked to see both guys on both of my sides and I just smiled. I felt weak and tired. All this going on was wearing me out. I didn't let either of them go as we made our way down to the meeting room in the basement of the house. There had to be at least fifty people in here. Richard was going over everything that had just gone down and wants us all to go into hiding until this whole mess was cleaned up.
"We have no idea who we are fighting. We don't know who is behind all of this and the one man we have is not talking just yet." Richard said.
"So let me at him," Vincent spoke up. Richard looked at him. Normally Vincent would be at his father's side when he spoke, but Vincent wasn't leaving my side. The Italians were standing next to Richard and of course, Camilla was just staring us down.
"I would like to send my son and Spencer and a few others back to Russia. I will stay here in a safe house with Mr. Diego and his members and a few of mine. We need to get to the bottom of this and end this war that has been placed on our heads. The problem we are facing right now is we have no idea who is behind this. We have very little to go on. We need to go into hiding so we can be ghost while we figure this out. Vincent, my son already runs most things for us in Russia and he can work from there." Both Vincent and Spencer nodded their heads at Richard.
"I have people that can help," Spencer said. "I'll get ahold of them as soon as we're in Russia and have them come in and help. They are very good at what they do." He said to everyone. Richard nodded his head. I raised my hand and Richard smiled at me.
"Where am I going?" I asked. He smiled more.
"You're going with Spencer and Vincent," He said. I smiled and nodded my head. Richard went back to talking.
"Where the hell else would you be?" Spencer said.
"You think I'd go all the way back to Russia without you?" Vincent said. I just smiled and shook my head. What am I going to do with these two? I said to myself.
Two days later and we were at the airport waiting to take off in the privet jet. Richard didn't let us know where the safe house was he would be staying in while we were gone. It was safer that way for everyone. There was also a new safe house set up in Russia that even Richard didn't know anything about. In case that one of us is taken. We would have no information to give out. I sat by myself on the jet while Spencer and Vincent were working. I watched as they were working together. I mean they were the best of friends and you could see a lot of eye rolling and hands going in the air, but at least they were doing it together.
It made me smile. I would of like to have seen them when they were best friends. Laughing and being unpredictable. Now they are two grown ass grumpy men who have lost there way, but I will help them find it again. At least I hope to do that. Or either I'll make them mad at me. One of the two I said to myself and laughed. I fell asleep and opened my eyes when we started to land. I was excited to be coming back. I really loved it here. I could see the snow all over the place. I sat up and Vincent was sleeping next to me and Spencer was looking out the window.
"There's so much snow." He said.
"Have you ever been here?" I asked him. He just shook his head.
"I hate the snow." He said. I just laughed.
"Then you're going to be miserable here," I said. He just gave me a half smile. There were about five black SUV's waiting for us. A ton of men in suits and guns were all over. Men I didn't recognize. Vincent leaned in.
"Didn't know I was so powerful, did you?" He said with a smile. I just rolled my eyes at him. I think Spencer did too. "We're going to change cars halfway to the new house in case we're being watched." Vincent lets us know. The drive took us over three hours before we reached the house. We were out in the middle of nowhere in a highly guarded mansion. We were surrounded by nothing but woods. There was no sign of life anywhere close to us. The house was huge and beautiful. Once inside I was in awe at how big and open this place was.
"Wow, Vincent you really outdid yourself with this one," I said.
"You like it?" He asked me.
"I do, it's not what I would pick as my home, but I still like it," I said. Vincent showed us to our rooms and of course, Vincent and Spencer's room was right next to mine. I don't think I'm going to get much peace while we're here. I said as I closed my bedroom door and made myself comfortable. All my things were already in this room and I decided to start and make it my own. God only knows how long we're going to be here. After a few hours had gone by.
I realized I hadn't seen Vincent or Spencer since we got here. I was feeling hungry and went out to search for them. The house felt empty, with the exception of guards standing everywhere. I almost felt like I was in prison. It was a little intimidating. I could hear voices and I followed them into a huge room. There were men all over the place. I realized I was the only woman here. I found Spencer and Vincent. Their eyes fell onto mine and they both smiled. I stood way in the back so I didn't disturb any of them. I saw the kitchen and made my way over to it. There was older woman in there just cooking away. Great, so no cooking for myself here. I guess they would need help. There were a lot of mouths to feed. I felt arms go around me and I knew it was Spencer right away.
"What are you doing baby?" He asked me.
"I was hungry and I hadn't seen you guys in a while.”
"Yeah sorry about that, but we have work to do." He said.
"Dinner will be done shortly. Why don't you go dress for dinner and I'll get you in about an hour." Spencer said. I took a deep breath.
"Okay," I said. He let me go and kissed my cheek. I walked back up towards my room and was grabbed by the arm and pulled the side. I let out a small yell. Vincent's lips came to mine and he kissed me fast. He pulled away and smiled at me. "What are you doing?" I said as I smacked his arm for scaring me. He laughed.
"Sorry baby girl, but my lips have been missing yours." He said.