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"Yeah. It's not my blood," he promised. Bea’s lips split into a smile before she leaned forward and pressed her lips to Corvin’s.

“Thank you.”

“You’re safe,” he said gently, resting his forehead on hers.

“We told you, we’ve always got you,” I reminded her. She nodded once before pulling me into a hug next, her whispered thanks as her eyes filled with tears.

"What do we need to do now?" Phoenix asked as Bea stepped back and took a shaky breath, grounding herself.

"You both need to be checked out," Ezra said. His voice was firm so, thankfully, there was no argument. “Let’s make sure the smoke didn’t cause any damage or irritation. Then we can go home and shower.”

“Maybe throw out these clothes,” Phoenix said, her nose wrinkling as she took a sniff of her sleeve.

"Are all the other fires out? Do you have to go back out?" Bea asked.

"We got the big one contained and we are on call just in case, but they shouldn't need us," I explained, holding out a hand. She put her hand in mine, settling my racing heart finally.

"We’re fine," Phoenix started to argue as we loaded into the SUV.

"You were trapped in a building full of smoke and a raging fire outside. You could have lung damage," Corvin said, raising a brow as if daring her to argue.

"Plus, Bea is pregnant. We need to make sure her and your baby brother or sister are alright," I reminded her.

"You're right, I just want to curl up on the couch, eat pizza, drink a soda, and forget the day," Phoenix grumbled after climbing in the back.

"I like your style," Ezra said as he buckled Bea in the front.

"Yeah, once we get this all sorted we can make that happen," Bea said before kissing Ezra on the cheek.

"I'm not one for carbs, but I'm in this time," I added, glancing back at Phoenix. She grinned back at me. She had no idea how much I needed to know she was alright, too.

"I think the smoke got to my brain, did I hear Apollo say he wanted pizza?" she teased.

Yeah, we were all going to be just fine, now.

It was hours before we made it home, but we kept the promise of pizza. Corvin even stopped on the way home to load up on snacks and everyone’s favorite drinks to round it out.

"Can we do this once a month?" Phoenix asked as she piled her plate with pizza and bread sticks.

"The fire or the food?" I teased as I grabbed some for Bea.

The doctors said that she needed rest and relaxation but, thankfully, Bea and the baby were fine. He said the stress might make her more tired, but everything else was looking good.

The guys and I didn't have an issue taking care of our girls but hated that we weren't there to protect them when they needed us the most. It was the first time we went away from them and it backfired.

Cameron probably set that fire, too. Something I didn’t hesitate to point out to our chief and the police chief as well.

"Apollo, are you going to bring me the food or stand there brooding?" Bea teased me, making grabby hands for the plate I was holding hostage.

"Sorry, lost in thought," I said as I grabbed her some ranch to go with her dinner.

"I could get my food myself," she started, but I cut her off.

"Not on my watch. Sorry for the delay, m'lady," I said, kneeling and presenting her the plate like it was on a silver platter.

Her answering laughter was exactly what I was hoping for. It was unguarded again, even if it was a bit raspy with exhaustion. I stood up and kissed her forehead before preparing my own plate.

Even with everything that happened today, we were all together and safe and I couldn't ask for more. I did fear some that Bea would try to pull away again and blame herself for that bastard's actions, but so far, she wasn’t putting up walls.