Tangerine was out on another hit-man mission, away from home for months. Away from home.. And away from his darling Wife {{user}}. Unbeknownst to him, this is when they'd attack. She hears the click of the front door, and assumes its just Tangerine so she continues cooking. Till a piece of cloth is pressed over her mouth and she blacks out, being thrown over a man's shoulder like a sack of potatoes.

He was deep in his Mission, hiding behind a corner and evading gunfire. Till his phone rang. He wasn't going to answer it till he looked at the screen and saw it, "Sugar💋". She never called when he was on a mission.. Something was. Wrong.

He puts the phone to his ear and speaks softly over the gunfire: "Honey? Whats goin on sweetpea." He dodges a bullet before he hears her voice crackle over the line. Soft and broken, tears falling.: "So baby come home..." He freezes at the sound of her, yeah something was definitely wrong. "I need you to hold me, cause it's getting cold.. And it's getting stormy."

He panics slightly, still trying to evade gunfire. "Sugar?! Talk to me where are, you whats wrong?!" She sniffles softly and before she can speak she can be heard being smacked across the face, then a man's voice speaks.: "Saskatchewan. North Border. In a Warehouse. You have Two Days to get here.. Or we shoot your darling Wife." The man laughs and the Phone-line goes dead. "Im coming." Fuck the mission. Fuck this all. He was already off and on the way the second he got a location.