It Was Just a Quiet Morning

[Selene Cross]

“I don’t know.” Rommie said solemnly. “Selene and Kaitlyn are secure in the workshop. I’m detecting no life signs at the Price residence but if they made it to the shop I wouldn’t be able to detect them.”

[Clint Cross]

Cling slammed his hand on a console. "Dammit... we need to get your sensors upgraded Rommie... prep a shuttle, any shuttle, I don't care who's it is, park it out the window, we're going now."

[Selene Cross]

Rommie nodded and then disappeared. Several minutes later a shuttle appeared.

“You should arrive with emergency services but knowing how you fly they shouldn’t be far behind you.” Rommie said over his comm. “Selene said for you to not worry about her. She’s safe for now.”

[Clint Cross]

"Good... but I'm more worried about Bella and Jon... last thing we need is another Presidential attack... Narlins lost two Emperors already because of this crap with Dominus... not losing my son in law and daughter." Clint said as he opened the window, jumped into the open hatch and ran to the helm and gunned the executive shuttle's engines toward the residences. The noise from his shuttle rattled windows and yanked flags off their posts.

Minutes later - Clint arrived at the smouldering wreckage of the house, emergency services were hot on his tail.

"Director Cross NO! We don't know if it's stable!" one of the EMT's shouted after him.

"Then I'll see you in hell!" Clint shouted as he ran into the house and made a beeline for the workshop. The house was a wreck, the stove and replicator had exploded and took out most of the east wall, the staircase going up was completely demolished, he could see the sky through the roof. "Isabella! Jon! BELLA! JON!" he shouted as he pulled out a small wrist mounted arrow shooter with a line, much like how Selene used her widow's lines and swung down past the burning wreckage of the Workshop's stairs. The smoke was already thick in the air and the smell of flesh, wood and metal burning was almost nauseating.

[Isabella price]

“Dad,” Bella said softly and tried to move. The movement shifted her body enough that she slid off the console and onto the floor. She cried out as her body hit the floor and the metal in her abdomen shift and her face erupted in fiery agony.

It was her flesh she’d smelled burning and the metal oh god the child. Bella began to panic as she tried to lift her hand to the metal sticking out of her. Her robe was soaked with blood and parts of the fabric burnt.

[Clint Cross]

"Bella... stay with me..." Clint said as he held her and moved the hair out of her face. "Just stay with me..." he had tears welling in his eyes. "You too Jon."

"I... I'm feeling... cold..." Jon said weakly. "Bella..." he held onto her hand, at least he thought it was her hand

[Isabella price]

“Get it out.” Bella said her hand trying for the metal again. Every movement of her mouth pulling on the burnt flesh on her face. “Have to...”

[Clint Cross]

"Just take it easy... both of you... emergency crews are here... " Clint said as he held their hands. "Just stay with me you two... that's an order."

"Can't... order me, I'm your... boss." Jon said with a weak smile.

"I'm your father in law, emphasis on the 'father' part." Clint said with a half smile and heard the crews. "DOWN HERE! BE CAREFUL!"

[Isabella price]

“Daddy,” she said in a small voice as her eyes rolled to the back of her head and she slipped into unconsciousness.

[Clint Cross]

"Bella!" Clint called out as he tried to shake her to wake up, "MEDICS! We need medics now!"

"N...not y..ou... me... go'na... be... fatherr..." Jon muttered as he too passed out from the loss of blood and shock.

"What? What was that Jon? Jon!" Clint looked over "C'MON YOU GUYS GET THE FUCKING LEAD OUT!"