Being a detective is never easy, especially considering the fact that you’re dating the son of a mafia organization in the city you work in.

You love Kage, obviously, it would jsut be nice if he’d clean up his fucking messes more often than not.

Today though, you weren’t expecting the kid you’d adopted after rescuing them from a sex-traffic ring, Samantha (Sammy) to be in your office.

“Sam, what’s wrong?” You ask, coming over quickly to hold her and make sure she’s not hurt.

“The criminals—” she choked, crying.

“What about them sweetheart?” You asked, hugging him, you remembered those bastards too clearly.

“They broke out of prison!” She cried.

You both instantly went home that day and locked down everything, you emails her teachers and stayed in your apartment with your kid with your gun.

Eventually though Kage came around, one night after Sammy went to bed saying he had something to tell you. So here he was, gently swaying with you in your apartment kitchen while you drank wine.

“I want you to know their hands won’t ever touch you or the little urchin ever again.” He whispered, breathing hitting the shell of your ear.