Summary: Once you met Frank Castle, you both got close. After some time, you received a letter saying your little daughter that disappeared years ago is alive. Will you listen to Frank’s advice to let it go? Or will you risk everything to get your child back?
Warnings: none
Words: 1953
Author: Cass
A/N: this drabble was written for @bloggingfromherbed and her writing challenge. My prompt was: “Get your ass back here!”
You met Frank long time ago and it was one big coincidence.
You walked trough alleys between buildings, spying on two policemen that accorded to your knowledge, were corrupted and had something to do with your case.
You were walking slowly, making sure they weren’t about to notice you.
Your hand tightened around handle of your baseball bat. It wasn’t just an ordinary bat, it was made out of really heavy metal. Heavy but highly effective.
You simply walked between two man and ended confrontation as soon as it has started. The bat was the best way to quickly shatter both men’s skulls.
“You do realize I can see you there?” You said rather loudly, looking at the roof of one building. “I am not blind like that guy that ran around here.” You said and smiled.
There were few minutes of silence before he came down to you.
Then you could fully see him and he could see you.
“You know I wanted to get rid of these guys? You kinda fucked up my job.” He muttered.
You laughed softly and looked at the white skull that was adorning his chest.
“Yea… Maybe. At last you didn’t have to waste bullets on them.”
He shook his head and smiled, annoyed.
That was basically your common first meeting.
Since then, you started to see him more often. Of course, not because you had wanted to. Somehow he was always hunting the same people that you were.
It took a long time for both of you to even get closer.
When stuff got on ice, you found time to get closer to him.
You told him about your situation that wasn’t too colorful.
In past, you had loving husband and wonderful young daughter. You worked as a cop and one day you refused to get corrupted just like your coworkers.
After this you suddenly lost your job, your husband had a deadly accident and your daughter disappeared.
That’s why you started to get revenge on your own.
Frank sheared his story with you, it was when you realized that somehow you both were really similar.
It’s almost three years since you started to live with Frank.
This life was hard, most of the time you were staying home, when he was the one that was hunting the bad guys.
Was he trying to somehow give you your life back after your loss from years before?
You were sitting on a couch, holding your guitar tightly. You were deep in your thoughts when suddenly you heard knocking on the door.
It couldn’t be Frank… He never knocked.
You took your gun and slowly walked to door, then you looked though viewfinder.
Corridor was empty.
Just for the safety,you opened door carefully.
All you could see was a small pink envelope on the floor.
You picked it up and returned inside the flat.
Your mind was screaming to you. ‘Open it!’, but something still was stopping you. You decided to open it when Frank will come back home.
You didn’t have to wait too long though.
Frank returned home few hours later. Surprisingly, this time he wasn’t covered in blood.
“I missed you so much.” He muttered, putting his bag on the floor. Frank walked to you and nuzzled to your shoulder.
You smiled softly.
“I missed you too… Frank. Someone was here. This person left an envelope. I didn’t want to open it alone. I don’t know what’s inside.” You said quietly.
He looked at you, worried.
“Want me to open it for you or you want to open it together?”
“Together, please.” You nodded and led him to the couch, taking envelope on your way there.
Frank took it from you as both of you were sitting. He opened it and pulled out a letter. It was more like one of those creepy anonymous messages. Every letter looked like cut out from different newspaper.
“We still remember you. We have the thing you are looking for. Tonight visit place where your man finished his life.” You read and looked at Frank.
“Do you know what they are talking about, Y/N?” He asked looking back at you.
“I mean… I know the place but… OH FUCK! They have her!” You said, quickly getting up from the couch.
“Do you understand?! My daughter disappeared… But I never got any message if she is dead or alive… What if they still have her? She would be only..”
“Ten years old, I know that.” He cut you off. “But how can you really trust them? You good know what kind of fuckers they are and you good know that they would like to get you into their hands.”
You frowned.
“I am sorry. What exactly are you trying to say?” You asked.
“All I am saying is that you should threw this fucking message away and just leave it. I won’t let you go there.” Frank growled, getting up from couch. He was towering over you.
“I don’t care! I won’t leave her there! Not with them! I am going there if you like it or not.” You growled loudly and started walking toward your bedroom that you both were sharing.
Before you could even get there, Frank grabbed your hand and threw you back on couch.
“YOU THINK I WILL LET YOU GO AND FUCKING DIE THERE!?”
You looked at him with anger visibly growing in your.
“YOU THINK I FUCKING CARE! I AM READY TO DIE! IF IT MEANS THAT I WILL SAVE HER. SHE IS MY LITTLE GIRL!”
“How do you know that she is even still alive?! Maybe this is some fucking fake message to get you?!” Frank yelled, he grabbed your arms and looked at you. “Do you understand that I care for you too much to lose you? To lose someone again?” He explained looking you in the eyes.
You looked at him and your eyes started to fill with tears.
“I understand… I feel the same when it comes to you.”
After this little argument subject of daughter didn’t return.
Till that night.
It was one of those special nights when Frank stayed home.
You looked at him in your bed.
Than you got up and started to dress up, making sure you won’t wake him up. You grabbed your bag and walked to bed.
“I am so sorry, Frank… I can’t leave her like this.” You whispered and kissed his forehead before leaving the bedroom.
You walked to window and opened it.
You jumped out and sighed softly as you started to walk. “I am coming, little one.”
The place brought only bad memories.
You good remembered when your friends from patrol called you to see this place because of… Your husband’s accident.
You shook your head, trying to shake off this terrible feeling.
If not this message, you would never visit this place again.
You could recall everything that happened here. The car wreck, your husband’s body, all those policemen…
You stopped for a while to take a deep breath and continued walking until you saw two men.
They had girl with them, poor thing had bag on her head.
“Y/N! You made it! We were scared you won’t believe us! I mean, whole five years.” One of them said and smiled.
“You good know I didn’t come here to have tea with you and your friend.” You pointed at girl. “I am here for her.”
Man rolled his eyes and pushed girl toward you.
“Here you go. Just don’t think it’s all.” He said.
You quickly crouched on girl’s level and took off bag from her head. You could see her face and you could already tell it was her.
“Y/D/N…” You whispered, gently stroking girl’s cheek.
“Mommy…” She whimpered and hugged to you.
You hugged to her tightly and nuzzled to her little shoulder. “My little girl.” You whispered, ready to cry.
You took deep breath and opened your eyes just to see a gun pointed at your forehead. You could almost feel cold metal touching it.
“Ya know. That’s sweet and all but you need to pay to take her home and she is expensive.” Man said smiling.
Frank had woken up more confused than ever.
Bed was empty and cold. You and your stuff were gone. Before he could even understand what exactly happened with you, he heard his phone.
“Y/N? What the fuck. Where the hell you are?!” He growled.
“…Hello… It’s Y/D/N here… A-Are you my mommy’s friend..? I… She needs help. This bad people hurt her…”
Frank stood there and then he realize WHAT exactly happened. You went there. Just to get her, to see if it was really her.
He took a deep breath and nodded.
“Yes. I am her friend, my name is Frank. Sweetheart, please. Tell me what they did and where are you? I will come to pick you up.” He said softly.
Frank left flat as soon as he knew, where you both are.
There wasn’t much you could remember.
They beat you up… Almost to death.
You remembered that there was more than only punches… knifes and… maybe more… Everything was so blurry.
You growled loudly as soon as sun hit your face.
You wanted to sleep, everything hurt.
You forced yourself to open your eyes. As soon as you did this, you looked at your body in shock.
You were clean, covered in bandages and dressings. You felt horrible but at last you were back in your bedroom.
Was it just a dream? Did you get beat up during night with Frank and your daughter was just a dream?
You decided to slowly move yourself off the bed, it wasn’t easy. Every little part of you screamed in pain, just like you wanted to.
You hobbled to living room and saw something you never expected. You heart honestly melted.
Frank was sitting with Y/D/N on his lap, showing her how to play guitar.
“Ah, you see, little one? You get it, a lot of training and you will be master in playing guitar.” He said and girl giggled.
“Can I go to my room and play with the teddy bear you got me?” She asked.
Frank nodded.
“Yea, sure. You can do what you wanna. You are free and safe now.” He smiled and watched as girl ran to her bedroom.
You sighed quietly and tried return to your own bed.
"Get your ass back here!”You heard him growling. “I’ve seen you there. Come here.” Frank said getting up from couch.
You walked to him slowly and hugged to him.
“I told you to stay. I thought I won’t be able to save you… and what? You would leave her alone? She waited all those years. And what with me?” Frank looked at you.
You looked up at him.
“I am so sorry… I just… If I wouldn’t go, they could kill her.”
Frank sighed deeply.
“Let’s forget about this, Y/N. The most important is that you are back. She is back and both of you are fine now. I won’t let anyone hurt you ever again.” He whispered and kissed you.
You purred quietly into the kiss.
“Does it mean you are my new dad?” You both heard quiet voice. It was your daughter.
Frank laughed softly.
“If you only want me to be one.”
“I want! You take care of me and mom!” Girl said and run to both of you.
“Well then.” Frank picked her you. “I can be your dad.” He said and hugged you and your daughter.
Now you felt happy.
You were with man that loved you and your girl was back.
You couldn’t ask for more.
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