“Do you think you'll be able to handle this one without me?” Justin asked, looking towards Good, Butler and Chaz, “I've just really been neglecting time with Krystal and I need to spend a day with her.”
“Of course, Bro,” Good nodded, “We got this.”
“I still can't believe how whipped you are, dawg,” Butler had a smirk on his face.
“Hey, someday you're gonna meet the love of your life and be just as bad as me,” Justin shrugged, “She's really the most amazing person I've ever known.”
“And she's hot,” Chaz threw in, causing everyone to laugh.
“That too,” Justin agreed with a smile, “I can't wait until we finish the mission and I can just spend my life with her and be able to start a family, knowing we're safe and nothing's ever gonna happen to her.”
“Sounds like you want the perfect life, Bro. Things are never that simple,” Butler shook his head.
“They will be once we finish the mission,” Justin sighed, “Jason, the leader of the Stones, literally begged me for his life and swore that if I let him go, they'd never come after us. So, word is getting around about what we're doing. I still killed him though. I wasn't gonna take his word for it.”
“Yeah,” Good spoke, “It's definitely getting around. They're all getting scared for their lives. Which they should be. They know what's coming. We're in Seattle next week.”
“That one I'll be there for,” Justin nodded, “James deserves that justice and I will take pleasure in killing every single person that put a bullet through him.”
“We also have some business to handle with that little bitch Za,” Butler added, “I'm gonna get pleasure out of giving him what he deserves.”
“I've got a different game plan for Seattle,” Justin licked his lips, “I'll fill you guys in on it in the next few days. They don't deserve to die quickly and I want my face to be the last thing they see.”
“Doesn't it make you wonder what they're all thinking?” Chaz questioned, “I mean, they spent the last year thinking you'd gone soft. Now you're killing them all, one by one.”
“I don't think anybody thinks your soft anymore,” Butler spoke, “If they're out of the loop enough to not realize what's going on, they're in for a big surprise.”
“It is getting a little harder to track a few of them,” Good informed, “So, I'm assuming they know what they're in for and taking the proper precautions. The only negative part about this is that they know what city we're gonna hit next.”
Justin shrugged, “They still can't hide for too long. They can try as much as they want, but our team will find them and we will kill them. A lot of them should've saw this coming when they came after me and my girl.”
“Mark's in Seattle, getting some more weapons together for us and some more ammo for us to take on the road,” Good explained, “He's also working on finding Charlie. He's been a tough one to track down.”
“Probably because Za is telling him our every move,” Butler let out a disgusted laugh.
“Well, he won't be able to hide once we get rid of his inside source,” Justin ran a hand through his hair, brushing it out of his face, “He doesn't know much anyway. I hate rats.”
“Are you sure this is okay?” Krystal asked as her and Justin drove through the streets of Cincinnati.
“It's fine, Baby,” He squeezed her hand, “The guys are handling the mission today so that I can spend the day with you. It's long overdue.”
“So, where are you taking me?” She wondered with a smile.
“You'll see,” He brought her hand to his lips, kissing her knuckles before returning their hands to their resting place on his thigh. It was only a few more minutes until they were pulling up outside a fair, parking in a lot and getting out.
“OMG, I'm so excited about the food!” She exclaimed with a smirk, causing him to chuckle, “I could literally eat my way through this entire fair.”
“As long as you don't get sick, I'll get you whatever you want, Princess,” He threw his arm around her shoulders as they walked into the fair. They made their way around the ground once before deciding on what to get to eat. They'd gotten some pizza, a burger, some cheese curds and a soft pretzel, finding a picnic table to sit down and eat at.
“I'm really glad we're doing this, Babe,” She stated as they ate, “I miss you.”
“Me too, Baby,” He smiled at her, “I can't even put into words how much I've been missing you.” A group of teenage girls approached them hesitantly, the excitement evident in their motions.
“Aren't you Justin Bieber?” The brunette at the front of the group asked.
“Yeah,” He forced a smile, “What's up?”
“We're so sorry for bothering you, but we're huge fans. Would you mind taking a picture with us?” She asked.
“Of course not,” He stood, ready to take the picture with them.
“Would you mind taking a pic for us?” A redhead asked, holding her phone out to Krystal.
“Sure,” Krystal stood as well and waited until they were all in position before snapping a couple pictures with the girl's phone.
“Thank you so much!” They were appreciative.
“No problem,” Justin grinned at them
“Have a good rest of your day!” The girls started to walk away and kept glancing back as both Justin and Krystal returned to their positions on at the table. People were glancing at them as they passed by as Krystal and Justin finished their food. Once they were done, they tossed their garbage into the nearest trash.
“Do you wanna go on some rides?” He questioned, putting an arm around her again.
“No,” She chuckled, “I'm entirely too old and I will puke all over.”
“Not even the Ferris wheel?” He cocked an eyebrow at her, “Come on, Baby. We can make out at the top.”
She let out a small laugh, giving him a skeptical look because she was afraid of heights, “I guess, but if I die, I'm coming back to haunt your ass.”
He laughed heartily, “You're not gonna die, Princess. I promise.” He led her over towards the ticket booth and purchased tickets for them to ride the ride before getting in line. They only had to wait a few moments before they were being ushered into one of the carts. She held tightly onto his hand, her nerves getting the best of her as they began to move, letting more people get on the carts behind them.
“I'm positive we're gonna die,” He could see the fear when he looked into her eyes.
“We're fine, Baby,” He put his arm around her and pulled her closer, “I've got you,” He whispered, “You're safe with me, Remember?”
She held his gaze and let out a deep breath, calming down a little, “I love you.”
“I love you more,” He smiled and closed the space between their lips, kissing her gently. The ride began to move, causing a feeling in their stomachs as the wheel made it's way around. He didn't break the kiss the entire ride, caressing the side of her face as the ride continued. It stopped after about 5 minutes and they broke apart, realizing they needed to get off.
“I didn't even realize we were on a ride,” She chuckled as they walked off of the ramp, “I was too into your lips on mine.”
“Your lips won't let me go,” He whispered, putting his arm around her and kissing the top of her head.
“Are you gonna win me a stuffed animal now, too?” She questioned with a smile.
“Anything you want, Princess,” He shared her laughter and they made their way towards a shooting game, “I've got this.” He stated, confidently, handing the carnie some money and picking up the gun. She watched intently as he shot perfectly and destroyed the star in the middle of the card with the BB's in the gun. She clapped when he finished, having won her a large, brown teddy bear.
“Now I just need to spray it with some of your cologne and I can cuddle it when you're not around,” She held tightly onto the bear.
“It's not sleeping in the bed with us, but I'm glad you'll have it when I'm not around,” He put his arm around her again.
“Thank you, Babe,” She leaned up and kissed his cheek, causing him to smile.
“You wanna get some more to eat? I'm in the mood for something sweet,” He suggested.
“Yes! I totally want Cotton candy and caramel corn and caramel apples and doughnuts,” She rattled off a list of everything she wanted, a chuckle escaping his lips.
“I think I want funnel cake too,” He informed.
She smiled widely at him, “And deep fried oreos.” He agreed and they made their way around the fair, collecting all the sweet items that they wanted to eat before finding a picnic table once again and digging into the food.
“We should really do stuff like this more often,” He spoke absently as they ate.
“If we ate like this all the time, I'd be even fatter than I already am,” She laughed.
“You're not fat, Baby,” He gave her a frown, “You're beautiful and perfect and there isn't one thing I would change about you.”
“You're so sweet sometimes, Babe,” She tilted her head to the side with a smile, admiring him for a moment, “You're my favorite person in the entire world.”
“You're mine too,” He returned her smile, getting lost in her eyes for a moment before snapping back to reality, “When this is all over and the tour's over, I wanna take you to Canada to meet my little brother and sister and my dad.”
“I'd love to meet them all, My love,” She smiled, “I wish I had family to introduce you to, but Aaron's the closest thing I have to family and you've already met him.”
“Will you take me to Wisconsin someday and show me where you grew up?” He asked.
“Of course, if you wanna go,” She nodded, “As long as we don't run into Darion.”
His face grew serious and his voice grew quiet, “Do you want me to kill him?”
She shook her head, not phased by the question, “No. He's not a part of my life anymore. I'd rather just forget the past and move forward. He may be a gigantic douchebag, but I don't wish death on him anymore. For a long time, I wished he'd just disappear because I was still so angry and hurt over everything, but since I met you, I feel neutral about him now. I don't love him, I don't hate him. I don't really feel anything for him what-so-ever and it's a really freeing feeling,” She explained, “I guess I have you to thank for a lot of that. So, Thank you.”
“I'm glad, Princess,” He smiled warmly at her, consciously being reminded that she truly did love him as much as she said she did. He noticed her shiver. The sun had gone down a little while before and it was beginning to get a little chilly. Without a word, he removed his hoodie and stood up, moving to her side of the picnic table and placing it around her shoulders.
“Awww. Thank you, Baby,” She slid her arms into the hoodie and cuddled it around her, “How did you know I was cold?” He sat down beside her, straddling the bench.
“I saw you shiver,” He smiled, “Is that better?”
“Much. Thank you. Let me know if you get cold though, I don't wanna steal your sweatshirt and have you get sick and freeze to death.”
“I'm good,” He pulled her closer, in between his legs, “I've still got this on,” he motioned towards his long-sleeved shirt.
She leaned into him, letting out a content sigh, “Someday, we'll be bringing our kids to a fair like this.”
“Yeah,” He smiled, kissing the top of her head, “I can't wait, Baby. I can't wait to get the mission finished and make you my wife and start a family. I want like, a bunch of babies with you.”
“A bunch, huh?” She chuckled, “How many is a bunch?”
“3 or 4,” He responded, taking her hand in his right and leaving his left arm wrapped around her, “Our babies are gonna be so beautiful. I hope they look like you.”
“Well, I want them to look like you,” She couldn't stop the smile that was gracing her lips, “I want them to have your beautiful eyes.”
“How about the boys look like me and the girls look like you?” He couldn't help but feel his heart swell as they talked about this.
“Deal,” She giggled, “I want them to have your talents though. So, we gotta raise them with lots of music in their lives.”
“Oh, of course we will,” He agreed, “I can't wait until your pregnant so I can sing to your stomach and feel our babies move for the first time.”
“When do you wanna get married?” She questioned.
“I'd marry you tomorrow if I could, my love,” He pulled her closer, “I'm ready, whenever you decide you want to, but I'd really like to finish the mission first. I want everything to be perfect and safe. So that we won't have anything to worry about once we're ready to take that step.”
“When do you think it'll be over?” She wondered, staring blankly out at the fairgrounds.
“If everything goes according to plan, we'll be done just as we're finishing up with the tour,” He informed, going over their plans in his head, “It might be sooner if things continue to go smoothly.”
“I just want it all over with so that we can actually plan the wedding and get married,” She frowned, “And I want you safe. I can't imagine it's easy for you to kill people every other day.”
“I used to struggle with it,” He admitted, “But I have a reason for it now. A purpose. And keeping you safe and wanting our life together runs a whole lot deeper than what I have to do to get us there. It's not something that will ever be minuscule to me, I mean, taking a human life isn't something I enjoy doing, but if I ever get to the point where I feel no guilt or remorse, I'll know that I'm too far gone.”
“Do you?” She turned her head to meet his gaze, “Feel guilt and remorse, I mean. When you do it do you think about the families of these people and does it hurt you?”
“I, honestly, try to push those thoughts out of my head,” He let out a breath, “If I let myself think too deeply on that, I'd never be able to do it. There's always this moment, after it happens where my throat gets tight and the realization of what I've done just hits me and I hate myself for a second. It's not something I could ever do without a damn good reason. I will never enjoy it or just do it for the fun of it, because it's not fun. It's serious stuff. The only way I can justify it in my mind, is to know that if I weren't killing them, they'd be killing me and lord only knows how many innocent lives they've taken themselves. So, a part of me feels like maybe, in some small way, I'm doing the world a favor.”
“You really do have a big heart, Babe,” She studied him, “I mean, obviously, killing is never the answer to most of the world's problems, but I get it. I get why you'd feel the way you do about it. As long as you don't ever start just randomly killing innocent people for the fun of it, I'll support you. No matter what.”
“Sometimes I don't know how I got lucky enough to get you,” He pulled her as close as possible as he spoke softly, “I know I'll never deserve you, but I truly thank God every single day for bringing you into my life. Things aren't always perfect, but I hope you know that I feel like the most blessed man in the world because you chose me and you continue to choose me; day after day no matter how much bad shit I do.”
She turned in his arms, wrapping her arms around his neck and holding him closely, “I think you got it wrong,” She whispered, her breath tickling his ear, “I'm the lucky one, Baby. You are the most amazing man I've ever known and I don't know why you love me so much, but I'm so glad that you do. I don't ever wanna live without you.”
“You'll never have to, Baby Girl,” He took in her scent and they sat there in silence for a few moments, just enjoying each other. Finally, Justin spoke again, “Are you ready to get outta here?”
“Yeah,” She nodded with a smile and pulled away, standing up from the table, “Are we traveling tonight?”
“Yeah,” He stood as well, immediately taking her hand in his, “We'll be in North Dakota for a couple days though, so we'll have time to rest.”
“I'm really starting to miss regular beds,” She chuckled.
“Me too,” He smiled as they headed towards the car, “We'll at least get hotel beds tomorrow night though.”
“I can't wait,” She sighed, “We'll actually be able to make love in a bed that's not moving.”
“Mmm,” He wiggled his eyebrows at her, “How about one more night making love on the bus before then?”
She bit her lip, glancing at him out of the corner of her eye, “Like I'd ever say no.”