I will be switching POVs a lot just to let you know! But I will try to have one POV per chapter or if it is a really long chapter, a couple!

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Owen

How did this mission go so wrong?

It wasn't anything we hadn't done before. In fact, there have been missions like this which were more difficult. It was fairly simple, then how did Kota go get himself kidnapped?

They are all more or less mature twenty years old. I look over at Luke who is hugging a chocolate bear. Some definitely not as far along in their maturity as demonstrated by some people in my Team. Where did he even find chocolate?  As oldest by three years with Sean, I am the one who has to take control when it seems everyone has lost. It's not like Sean is going to do it.

It seems that everyone has their own way in dealing with the trauma the most recent news has brought. 

Kota, our Team Lead, is currently in the hands of the enemy.

Our current mission was infiltrating a drug ring that has its' base located in Columbia, South Carolina. Normally due to personal reasons, I have a tendency to avoid such missions. The Academy has become aware of my habit and went through Kota to get us to agree to the mission.

The amount of favors that we will earn for completing this mission would be enough to get us to retire if we wanted. And for me, it might be finally enough to get my darling free. She was my little secret.

One that I wasn't ready to share with my brothers quite yet.

My attention is drawn back to all of my brothers who are not currently dealing with this crisis very well. Without Mr. Lee, it has fallen to me to get them all under control, a task I am not looking forward to

Letting my usual blank mask fall over my face, I speak up, "Quiet! Panicking will not get Mr. Lee back any faster."

I have quite the knack for making them shut up, "Mr. Morgan report!"

He looks up and says, "I tried to track Kota to where he could be help, but there was nothing. Their coding and fire wall is the best I have seen in a long time. I don't recognize the signature either."

I give him a stern nod and turn to the others, "Report!"

Mr. Taylor Junior scowls as usual, "Silas and I asked around and it seems that Kota was taken with some others when another group raided the place. They say that it was the Albanian Mob, μαλάκες! (assholes) Apparently they just settled here from a different city. It's a smaller branch, but everyone is terrified of them and have refused to hit them back."

I freeze when they mention the Albania Mob. Out of all the groups in the world it had to be them! Am I just having a bunch of bad luck lately

Mr. Morgan cuts in, "I know of them. They are one of the scarier mafias out there. Their focus is more human traficking, prostitution and guns, not drugs. If that's true, Kota and the others will most likely be sold into the trade or tortured for information. We need to get him out of there yesterday."

Mr. Griffin adds, "I am sure the Academy can get him out. It would cost a lot of favors and would take a while. We need to act now. If we go in, our covers would be blown and all of our work for nothing."

Mr. Coleman voiced his opinion despite it not being asked for, "I don't give a shit about this mission or the amount of favors it is getting us! We need to fucking go after Kota!"

Mr. Korba spoke up next with his greek accent heavily flavoring his words, "This is not a choice. We will go after Kota, even if we have to forget about this stupid mission!"

My brain is rapidly processing all of their words while coming up with a plan. I need these favors to help my darling, I need this mission. I need a different solution than the one they came up with, anything else. 

Albanian mob, isn't that where. . . 

It is! I guess that means my little darling will meet my brothers. She has been pushing me to introduce them to her for a while now. When our sexual exscursions became something more permanent. No time better than the present. 

After all, my darling seems to be the only solution.

Everyone has been continuing to discuss our problem and their own solution to it while I was thinking. As I look at each of my brothers, the less I want to introduce my darling to them. I don't know why, but what if my darling prefers one of my brothers?

People say 'Stern men always finish last' and I don't want that to be the case with my little darling. 

Banishing the thoughts, I stand up abruptbtly and Sean in a singy songy voice asks, "What are you doing, Ooooowen?"

I feel the need to roll my eyes, but keep my mask intact, "Making a call."

As I grab my phone which is on the desk, Sean continues, "To who? Are you cheating on me, Owen? I thought you looooved me?"

I fight not to smile at Sean's rather pathetic attempt at a joke, "To someone who can help."

Everyone is interested at this point and Sean says what everyone is thinking, "Who is it? Are they Academy?"

I shake my head, "No, but she will help."

Sean wiggles his eyebrows at me, "A bird. . ."

I lose my perfect mask for a second and let a blush rush unto my cheeks. Just as quickly as it came, I will it away. But I know that Sean saw it and is full out staring at me. I don't think the others did.

I turn away and start looking up my darling's number on my contacts, "Just all of you please be quiet! She is wary of strangers."

Lies, I just don't want them to meet her yet.

The phone rings twice before my darling picks up, "This is the city morgue. You kill it, we chill it. What do you need?"

I sigh in despair, "Darling?"

"Owen?" her entire voice changes into something softer that I feel the need to puff with pride because I know it is reserved only for me.

I do the milimeter smile that I am ever so famous for, "You should check the caller I.D. before answering the phone."

I can practically hear her shrug and then the sound of a a gunshot, "Sorry, Angel eyes. I am in the middle of something."

I let my worry seep into my voice, "I can tell. Are you okay?"

My darling answers with her usual voice, "As good as I can be. Why are you calling? Did I miss a date you had planned? I'm-"

I cut her off, "No, darling, it's not that. One of my brothers has been taken by your bosses."

I know that right now she is doing that cute little frown of hers, "Let me think, there hasn't been that many prisoners recently. The only one I think is Kota, right? Isn't he the green-eyed, glasses wearing nerd who mumbles numbers under his breath? I remember him from your stories."

I feel relieved, "That's him. I need a favor about that. Could you get him out?"

There is a pause as a series of grunts are heard, "Shit! Sorry about that, Owen, I can try. I think the Step-Bitch is getting her hands on him. That's not good. Boss is out of town and it is Greg in charge."

My voice hardens, "If he touches you, I am going to kill him."

Her voice soothes me, "I can do that first and better than you. Calm down, Sugar lips."

I feel my face try to avoid breaking into a grin, her nicknames for me are so out there, "Can you do it then?"

She sighs, "Of course, Owen. If he's your family, then he's mine as well. I'll get him out to- Hey you little fucker! Stay the fuck down, piece of shit!"

I clear my throat, "What was that, darling?"

My darling tries to avoid the subject, "An assignment who bother me anymore. Anyway, you'll pay me back tomorrow. I have the night free. Can you make it?"

This time, I don't stop the grin that comes to my face, "Of course. Can you bring Kota to our usual meeting place?"

I hear Mr. Coleman whisper as I ignore him, "Mr. B has fucking teeth?! I didn't know his face could do that." 

There is another brief pause, "Sorry, Owen. I meant to say yeah, I was just nodding. But you can't see me. . ."

I feel like laughing as she rambles on the way my darling does when she is nervous, "It's fine, darling. See you tonight!"

She replies, "See you tonight. And Owen, I love you."

I say into the phone before hanging up, "Love you too, darling."

I turn to face the music. Everyone is staring at me open-mouthed and shocked. My darling is one of the many secrets I have kept from them. It's not like I am trying, I just don't share well. And my little darling has a big enough hug to love them all as well as me.

Sean breaks out into laughter first, "Angel eyes? . . . Sugar lips?"

I grumble, "Grow up, Sean."

Sean stops laughing immediatly and stares at me. I curse inwardly as I realize my slip-up. Talking to my darling often leaves me like this. Apparently, my brothers are still in shock. I utilise their silence in order to get away. They don't catch up to what I am doing before I am half-way out of the door.

I call out behind me, "Mr. Green, please get everyone IN FRONT of my house in six hours at seven o'clock. Don't be late."

Sean hollers at me, "We will be talking about this Owen!"

Not if I can help it, we won't. I chuckle to myself. I think that my little darling will change some things around here.

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Word Count: 1797

Tell me what you guys think of Owen's POV. I don't like it that much, I am not that comfortable being in his mind. I probably won't be writing from his POV a lot if at all.