Camilo sat by his wife's side as she slept. Petting Natasha's head, he went to stand. Pedro started crying due to hunger and Camilo was quick to go to his son. As he left the room a shadowy figure made their way into the room through the window. Knife in hand the figure looked over at Natasha menacingly.

Putting the knife to her neck the person went to slice it. That is until Camilo walked back into the room with a bottle in hand. Looking at the person his eyes widened. "What the.... Roberto!?" Roberto was shook as he heard his friend's name. Walking towards him, Camilo felt his anger arise. He was super confused.

"What are you doing man? I-i thought you liked Natasha!" Camilo looked into Pedro's crib and handed the baby his bottle. Sitting up the little carbon copy of Natasha drunk his milk. Roberto watched as Camilo calmly closer to him. Putting his hand on his shoulder, Camilo smiled softly.

Then without a moment's notice knocked the male out cold. Hearing the thud of the make falling off the bed, Camilo smiled to himself. Then without anyone noticing he dragged the male out the house to the shed that Luisa built for them. As a wedding gift she built the shed for Natasha to keep her things in.

Her violin, art supplies, her guitar etc. Setting those things aside, Camilo propped the knocked out Roberto onto a chair and tied him to it. Leaving the shed for a little bit Camilo asked Dolores to watch over his children. She agreed and asked what he was up to when she seen him grab the largest knife from the kitchen and lighter from the shelf. "I'm gonna go skin a sheep." Was all he said before walking back out to the shed.

Deciding to put a tarp down to save the floor from bloodshed. As he laid down the tarp Roberto jolted awake. "W-where... What the hell?" Camilo stood and looked him in the eye. "C-camilo i-." "Shut up you piece of shit." Camilo looked down at the knife in his hands and looked back at Roberto. Tracing along side the sharp edge, he pressed the tip of the knife in Roberto's right thigh.

"I know you're not smart enough to have planned this on your own. So who are you working for? I say for because I know you're too dumb to not have someone to tell you what to do. You're pathetic." A scowl painted Roberto's face and he spat at the ground. "I'll never tell you." Nodding slowly Camilo stabbed the make in his thigh with tremendous force.

With that a loud painful scream came from Roberto. "My wife was stabbed twice. She might not wake up because of you and your employer. You're gonna tell me who that is before I rip your vocal cords out with my bare hands. Who are you working for!?" Roberto looked at his former friend in fear for his life.

He didn't wanna die but he also didn't wanna give up the name of the person. Getting frustrated Camilo stabbed Roberto's other thigh. This time with an even greater force and he twisted it. Pained cries sounded from Roberto but Camilo could care less. "I'll be back tomorrow night. If you don't tell me tomorrow well I'll find your boss myself. And they'll get a way worse death than they would have if you had talked sooner."

Camilo left the shed and looked at his poncho. It was splattered with blood and he made a disgusted expression. Walking into his shared room with Natasha, he stripped it off. Placing it in the laundry bin he grabbed another from his closet.

As he did this he heard his children making noises. As if they were excited about something. "Papa's coming my little pups." Walking into the room he froze. For right in front of him, Natasha was awake holding Estrella in her arms. "Welcome home Camilo."