Trigger warning activated.

John opened the door to find his son standing there pointing a gun at him. He stopped abruptly.

"Dad?!" Kyle exclaimed.

"Hey, whoa, don't point that thing at us," Eddie said, pushing in behind John. He took his gun back from Kyle, ruffling the boy's hair fondly. Kyle moved forward to grab onto John tightly, which surprised John since his son wasn't the huggy type.

"Are you all right?" John asked when Kyle stepped back.

"I don't know. Why didn't you tell me you were a freaking hitman?!" Kyle demanded. John looked sharply at Eddie, who whistled innocently and walked away.

"It's not something you tell your kids," John answered. "How did you find out?"

"Eddie told me when people were shooting at us," Kyle answered angrily.

"I see."

"What was I supposed to say, John?" Eddie asked.

"Kyle?" Grace asked, appearing at the doorway from her hiding spot. Everyone turned to look at her. At this point Craig and Darren had come inside, and Craig rushed to hug her.

"Where's Mom?" Kyle asked John, trying not to watch as Grace started to cry.

"Yea, John, where's Jane?" Eddie prompted. John glared at him. He had no idea how to tell his son that his mother was trying to kill him again, and he knew Eddie was making a point as to why he told Kyle about who they were.

"She's working on something else," John eventually said. It was sort of true. Obviously Jane had her own agenda, and it involved taking him out.

"So she's okay?" Kyle asked.

"I would assume so," John nodded. He went over to Craig then.

"Thank you," Craig said, reaching to shake his hand.

"We completed our mission, which was to reconnect you with your daughter. This is where we leave you," John told him.

"What?" Grace asked, distressed.

"Fair enough. We have Darren anyway," Craig said.

"You sure it's a good idea to leave them, John?" Eddie asked. Normally he didn't care, but he could tell Kyle was attached to the girl.

"The mission was to get the girl back with her father. We have done that," John told him.

"I think we should stay together," Kyle interrupted.

"Why?" John asked.

"Clearly this isn't over. Whoever did this is still out there," Kyle argued. John knew his son had a point, but he didn't want to hang around here any longer than he had to.

"Hey, John," Eddie started. He was standing by the entrance.

"It's not up to me to take care of that," John explained to Kyle.

"John..."

"But they need us!" Kyle cried.

"JOHN!" Eddie bellowed.

"What?!" John shouted, turning to face him. Eddie pointed. John looked and saw Jane standing there holding a rocket launcher.

"Oh, shit," he yelped. "EVERYBODY DOWN!" He grabbed Kyle and threw him to the floor while the others dropped as the rocket blew overhead. Kyle was shouting, and Grace was screaming as debris landed around them.

"Damn it, Jane!" John yelled, getting up.

"Mom?!" Kyle exclaimed, seeing her. John pulled out his gun as he stormed towards her.

"Our son is in there!" he shouted. "What the hell are you doing?!"

Jane didn't answer as she pulled out her pistol and fired. John ducked.

"Jane!" he shouted at her, confused. Why was she doing this? Four men got out of the vehicle she had been driving and surged ahead to go inside. Jane approached John and stood before him, looking at him.

"Why?" he asked.

"Go home," she ordered.

"Jane," John tried. She pushed past, and Kyle sat and stared as she helped her associates take Craig and Grace. Darren was knocked out on the floor from the blast. Eddie was stuck under debris, but he was swearing at them all. John stood before her holding out his gun as she emerged.

"I can't let you," he said. Jane held up her hand as one of the men went to shoot him.

"Go," she told them. They obliged. John went to fire at them when Jane grabbed his arm and twisted it, making him drop his gun.

"Mom! What are you doing?!" Kyle shouted. John gave a slight grunt of pain as Jane kept him in the hold.

"I won't tell you again," she said. "Go home."

"What have you gotten yourself into?" he asked. She didn't answer, but she released him and walked to the vehicle. John grabbed Kyle as he tried to run past to stop them.

"It's all right," he told him.

"They're gonna kill them," Kyle said frantically. Grace was banging on the window and shouting as they peeled away. When they were gone, John went to help Eddie.

"She's turned, Johnny," Eddie commented as he dusted himself off. John went to check on Darren, who was groaning and coming to. Kyle stood there feeling incredibly hurt and shocked. How could his father just let them go?

"What happened?" Darren asked groggily, opening his eyes.

"Rocket go boom," Eddie answered. "You hit on head."

"Stop it," John ordered, glaring at him. He turned to Darren. "You got knocked out."

"The senator? Grace?" Darren asked, looking around.

"They got taken," John answered. Darren groaned in frustration.

"What's the plan?" Eddie asked.

"Well, Jane gave me a very strong clue as to where they're going," John explained. Kyle frowned. She had told him to go home. How was that a clue?

"What clue is that?" Eddie questioned.

"They're going to the senator's home back in the US," John answered. "Darren, can you take us there?"

"Of course," Darren nodded, getting to his feet slowly with assistance from John. They walked to the truck John had arrived in. At least Jane hadn't wrecked it.

"What happens when we get there?" Kyle asked as John started it up.

"I'm not too sure," John admitted. He hoped his wife had a plan.

...

After a long drive and a long flight on a private jet followed by another drive, Jane approached the lavish home and stopped in the driveway. She avoided looking at the girl, Grace. She hated that Grace had to be involved in this, but it was the only way. She got out, and her henchmen helped with Grace and Craig. She hung back as they went forward. She looked around, knowing that John wouldn't be too far behind them. He was smarter than most people realized. She stepped inside finally and found Julio standing in front of Craig and Grace smiling.

"At last we meet again," Julio said. "Sit, sit." Craig and Grace obliged. Jane knew they didn't have long, or at least one of them didn't have long.

"What do you want?" Craig asked angrily.

"You pulled out of our deal," Julio answered, looking at his nails. "There are repercussions for that. And since you interfered with the original plan, I've brought you all back here to finish this once and for all. I can see the headlines now: Father Kills Daughter in a Fit of Rage. You'll regret ever crossing me, my friend."

"Leave my daughter out of this," Craig snapped. Julio laughed.

"You're the one who brought her into this," he smiled. Jane could see Grace looked very afraid. She felt bad for her.

"The people you hired to stop me let you down, amigo," Julie went on. "They went for the better money offer."

"I did my job," Jane cut in at this point. "This is where we part ways."

"Oh, but you have to see how it ends," Julio argued lightly.

"No, I don't," Jane shook her head.

"You just don't want to have to feel bad," Julio tutted. "You want to be able to sleep at night even though you helped an innocent girl die."

Grace started to cry then. Craig held her hand tightly. Jane stared at Julio calmly.

"I sleep just fine," she told him. She turned to walk away.

"You go out that door and your son is a dead one," Julio called after her. She paused. "Ah, see? This is why I do not have children. Nothing can be used a leverage to make me do what someone else wants."

Jane looked back at him then.

"Maybe not, but it's a very good motivator for me," she said. Julio cocked his head at her.

"I don't understand," he said. There was smashing of glass then, and Julio ducked as armed men came through the windows, taking out the henchmen one by one. Craig grabbed Grace and made a break for it. Julio ran after them.

"You have a funny way of showing you care," John commented as he came up behind Jane. Darren was with him. Eddie had kept Kyle in the car.

"Come on," she urged. The three of them ran after Julio. They found all three of them cornered in a room upstairs. Julio was aiming his gun at Grace, who was being shielded by Craig. She was screaming. John immediately fired at Julio, who fell to the ground dead.

"He wasn't supposed to be kept alive was he?" John asked after, looking at Jane.

"No," she shook her head. "It didn't matter."

"Great," John nodded. They both watched as Craig and Grace cried together, hugging each other.

"I certainly hope this taught you a valuable lesson," Jane said to Craig.

"I will never negotiate with people like that again," Craig promised.

"Good," Jane said, giving a curt nod. She and John left them alone then and went to find Kyle. He was pacing outside the car when they arrived.

"What happened?" he demanded. Eddie was snoring in the passenger seat.

"So much for a bodyguard," John retorted, banging the window and waking Eddie up with a jolt.

"Are they okay?" Kyle urged. He had to know.

"They're fine. It's over," Jane replied. A car approached then, and a man got out.

"Geez, you two look like shit," he commented.

"Thanks, Ben," John said sarcastically.

"Thanks for the assistance," Jane smiled. She had been in contact with The Tank and had set up the rescue from South America when Julio wasn't paying attention.

"Thanks for letting me in on it," John growled. Ben saluted him.

"You would have messed it up," Ben commented.

"It doesn't matter," Jane cut in before John could retort back.

"Money's in your account," Ben told them. "Thanks for helping out." He winked as he went to get back into his car.

"What about me?!" Eddie called after him.

"I'm sure they'll share," Ben answered, driving off. Eddie looked at John and Jane then.

"Five percent," Jane shrugged.

"Five?!" Eddie cried, outraged.

"You would have gotten more if you hadn't napped while watching Kyle," John told him.

"We spent hours traveling. I get tired when I travel," Eddie argued.

"Come on, let's go home," John said, ignoring Eddie and putting his hand on Kyle's shoulder.

"I want to say goodbye to Grace first," Kyle said.

"All right. Hurry up," John responded.

"He's smitten," Jane noted as they both watched him approach Grace, who had come to say goodbye as well.

"You think?" John teased. He kissed the side of her head then. "Thanks for not shooting me, honey."

"You're welcome," she answered, resting her head onto his shoulder.

"Can we retire now?" he asked.

"I'll think about it," she replied. John sighed loudly, making her laugh. They got into the vehicle to wait for Kyle to finish his goodbye. At least no one was shooting at them anymore. Jane was relieved everything had worked out without too much difficulty. Perhaps John was right. Maybe it was time to hang up the guns for good.

...

"So, your dad came to find you?" Kyle asked Grace. His parents were waiting in the car, but he didn't care.

"Yea. I guess it's a good thing since it messed up Julio's plan," Grace nodded. "But he got caught anyway. If your dad hadn't found him, though, it might not have ended well."

"I'm glad it's over," Kyle said.

"Me too."

"I guess this is goodbye."

"Here," Grace said, writing down her number and email for him. "Take this. We can stay in touch."

"Okay," he grinned. She kissed his cheek then, making him blush hard core.

"Talk soon," she smiled shyly. He nodded. John honked the car horn then, making them both jump.

"I gotta go," he said.

"Okay," she agreed. He walked away reluctantly, but he felt warm inside knowing that he would see her again. It wasn't goodbye forever.

A Few Days Later

"So, you guys are really retired?" Kyle asked, looking back and forth between his parents.

"Of course," Jane nodded. It had been a difficult decision, but she knew she couldn't keep putting her son in danger.

"Why did you do it? The job I mean?"

"It's good money," John answered. He knew his wife too well. He knew that if they were still able in the future once Kyle was moved out, Jane would want to get back into the game again.

"Can I do it?" Kyle asked.

"No!" both his parents shouted, making him wince.

"I think he'd be good at it," Eddie commented, appearing from the kitchen. He was staying with them until his house was fixed up from the gun fight.

"I think I would too," Kyle agreed. Eddie high fived him.

"Absolutely not," Jane argued.

"So it's okay for you guys to kill people but not me?" Kyle asked.

"That's right," John nodded.

"That's not fair."

"That's life," John shrugged. Kyle frowned as he crossed his arms.

"Who wants pizza?" Jane asked, changing the subject. Kyle went to his room then, feeling strange that his parents could just go back to normal after everything that had happened. Eddie went to watch TV while John joined Jane in the kitchen.

"Do you think he needs therapy?" Jane asked.

"Eddie? Naw, he's a tough guy. He's used to it," John answered, knowing that wasn't who she was talking about. He just liked to tease her.

"Kyle," Jane said, nudging him in the ribs.

"He'll be fine," John reassured her. "Didn't you see his face when he asked to be a hitman? He's got the killer gene from us."

"I don't want him to do it," Jane said.

"Only time will tell, dear. He might forget all about it when he gets with Grace."

They could hear Kyle on the phone upstairs, and they both knew he was talking to her.

"I hope so," Jane sighed. John squeezed her hand then.

"I love you," he said as he went to join Eddie.

"I love you too," she replied. She stood and thought about everything that had just happened. She felt a bit relieved that they were out of the game now. John had been right, not that she'd ever admit that to him. They were better off living their lives like normal people. Jane smiled then. Life was good, simple. She called for the pizza then. It was time to move on.

The End

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