___Rivero's P.O.V___

I sat in my office with a smile on my face. My plan was working out perfectly. At this rate no-one can stop me. I chuckled to myself. There was a knock at my office door and I looked at the door and said "Come in."

The door opened and one of my men walked in. He sat in the chair opposite to my desk.

"What happens now?" He asked leaning back into the chair.

"What do you mean?" I asked packing up a few papers that were scattered over my desk.

"Now that we have them, what's gonna happen now?"

"The easiest part of all," I smiled, "we kill them."

"I don't understand why you want them dead so badly."

I was about to snap his head off when I remembered that he was new. He was one of the men who helped my men escape when they were caught by the mafia. They did a good job.

"I'm pretty sure I've mentioned this before." I said leaning back in my chair.

"Not to me." He said.

"Mariano, Isabella's boyfriend and baby father, killed my Jessica and my unborn child. So I want him to pay."

"Oh, by killing his child and girlfriend."

I nodded with a smile.

"But, I don't get how her sister is involved." He said.

"She was just a plan B, a bonus if you will." I said.

He nodded and got up to leave.

___Issy's P.O.V___

I was on the bed feeling terrible pains. I twisted and turned all over. Gabby was beside me trying to give as much comfort as she could. When the pain began to get worse I screamed out. A look of panic washed over Gabrielle's face she stood up and began banging on the door.

"Issy, relax please." She said as she continued banging on the door.

"Gabs." I called.

She turned and looked at me with worry in her eyes.

"It's just abdominal pain, it will pass." I said clutching my stomach in pain.

She ran over to me and sat on the bed, she began to rub my belly soothingly. "Are you sure it will pass?" She asked.

I nodded and then I heard the door open. A man walked in and closed the door. He held a glass of water in his hand.

"What are you doing?" Gabby asked the man. He set the glass on the night stand while looking at Gabby.

"I heard the banging."He said looking from Gabby to me. "Is she okay?" He asked.

"She says she is." Gabby said. This strange man walked over to the bed where I was still in pain and sat beside me. He looked at me sympathetically before a warm smile appeared on his face. I looked at him awkwardly, as I was beginning to get creeped out.

"What is it?" Gabby asked.

He didn't answer, he still sat there staring at me.

"You remind me of my sister when she was pregnant." He said standing up. I looked at him without any emotion present.

"Did you sit down and watch your sister when she was pregnant?" Gabrielle asked raising her eyebrow.

"I wish I had." Was his reply.

"What do you mean?" Gabby asked.

"She died giving birth, the baby eventually died too, he wasn't healthy." With that he walked out and locked the door.

Gabby stood there in shock. She watched the door as if she wanted him to come walking in again. I could tell that she had some hidden feelings for that guy, but I said nothing.

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After some time the pain subsided and I relaxed onto the bed. I sat up on the bed and leaned against the head board. I took up the glass from the night stand and drank some of the water, I placed the glass back on the night stand and sighed. While I sat there still as ever, as thoughts raced through my mind.

Then it hit me, no, I mean a pillow actually hit me in the face. I glared up at Gabby as she glared at me with her hands on her sides.

"Why did you do that?"

"I was speaking to you and you weren't listening." She said.

"Sorry, what were you saying?"

She came and sat beside on the bed. She looked me in the eyes for about two minutes before she began to speak again.

"The man, he- he told me that, he said that I am here because- because of you a-and Mariano." She said then she swallowed nervously.

I sighed and looked away from her. "I'm sorry." I said.

"Issy, what-what did he mean by that? He said-he said t-that you were under m-mafia protection." Gabby seemed scared to talk to me about this.

I turned my attention back to her and ran a hand through my hair. "Mariano is in the mafia." I said.

___Gabby's P.O.V___

"Mariano is in the mafia." She said.

I knew I heard her say it just now, but I was in denial, I didn't want to believe it. I didn't want to believe that my sister got involved with a mafia man, I didn't want to believe that Rivero was right, I didn't want to believe that I might die because of my sister. I just couldn't believe.

I looked her in the eyes. I could feel the tears that were gathered in my eyes threatening to spill.

"I don't believe you." I said standing up. I turned to look at her. "Why are you lying to me? Did Rivero tell you to tell me this? Are you lying for him?"

She took her time to stand up. She came and stood infront of me, she pushed a strand of hair from my face and pulled me into her arms. "I'm not lying to you Gabby. I would never." She whispered. "I'm so sorry, I didn't know that he was in the mafia until some time ago. I didn't mean to get you involved in this." She stroked my hair while she spoke.

"Why didn't you tell me? we tell each other everything."

"I know, I didn't tell you because I didn't want you nor mom nor dad to get hurt, but, I guess it didn't quite work." She said.

I moved from her embrace and looked at her. "So, you're having a mafia baby." I stated.

"I guess you could say that, although at some point Mariano said he didn't want his son involved in this." She said.

"I don't blame him." I mumbled. "Do you find it ironic that you're having a boy?"

"What do you mean?"

"Isn't the mafia made up of men?" I asked.

"Yes."

"And you're having a boy, it's almost as if he was meant to be apart of his dad's line of business."

Issy raised an eyebrow at me, "I think you're reading too much into this." She said.

The sound of the door being unlocked brought both Issy and I to look at it. My jaw dropped when I saw who walked in. I looked at Issy who had her eyes narrowed at him. She pushed me behind her and grabbed the glass that was on the night stand and threw it in Greg's direction. She moved so quickly I almost didn't see when she threw it. Greg dodged it and the glass went through the open door and hit a guy, who was walking pass the room, in the head. The guy staggered backwards before he regained his balance.

He looked down at the shattered glass pieces on the floor then he felt the part of his head where the glass hit. I could clearly see the blood running from his head. I looked from him to Issy and noticed that she showed no sign of remorse, the only thing that could be seen was anger.

"What the Fuck?" Greg shouted.

Issy just stood there as the guy walked into the room and approached her. I stepped infront of her and she pushed me behind her once again.

Anger oozed out of the guy as he stepped closer to Issy.

"You little bitch." He spat at her before back handing her across the face. Issy's head flew to the side and I swear I heard her neck crick.

I screamed and launched after him. I kneed him where I knew it would hurt and punched him in the face. Really bad choice, because now my hand hurt like hell.

Greg walked over and grabbed me. He held me to his chest and I elbowed him. Issy punched greg in the face also and he stumbled back.

"I've been wanting to do that for a while." Issy said glaring at Greg. The guy stood up and slapped me across the face. Then some other men came in, they carried Issy and I to Rivero.

___Mariano's P.O.V___

"Sir, she told me that she was going to get ice-cream." Molly said.

"Why didn't you tell me this earlier?" I shouted.

"I didn't know you were looking for her, sir."

"How could you not have known? you idiot." I shouted once more before walking away and heading outside to the cars.

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Conroy, Niccoli and I drove in the middle car. Other men were in the other cars that were infront of us and behind us. We kept a safe distance between each of the cars so it wouldn't look suspicious.

When we finally reached the ice-cream parlour, the first thing I wondered was why would Issy drive this far just for ice-cream.

I exited the car with Niccoli and Conroy. Niccoli and Conroy went to check inside. I was outside looking around the small parking lot. There was a van parked a few feet away from me. I walked passed the van and saw Issy's car parked there. I walked over to it and cupped my hands over my eyes and looked through the glass to see if she was by any chance in there. She wasn't.

I walked around to the driver's side and the first thing I noticed was the car key that was on the ground. I took it up, it was clearly Issy's.

I walked inside the parlour to join Conroy and Niccoli.

"So, you said she was here?" Niccoli asked the girl behind the counter as he placed the picture of Issy back inside his jacket pocket.

"Yes, she sat in here for about a hour. It looked as if she was waiting on someone because she kept checking the time and looking outside. She didn't order anything." The girl said.

"Okay, so did you see when she was leaving?"

"I saw when she stood up to leave but then I went to the bathroom and my co-worker took over for me." She said.

"Can you get your co-worker." I said.

"He's doing somethin-" She began to say but I cut her off. "It wasn't a question. Get him now." I demanded.

She nodded quickly looking rather intimidated. She went into a back room and some seconds later came back with a guy behind her.

"How may I help you?" The guy asked looking among us.

"Have you ever seen this girl?" Niccoli asked showing him the picture.

"Yes, but I only saw when she was leaving." He said.

"What did you see, exactly?" Conroy asked.

"Aum, she walked out and I saw her talking to some guy." He said.

"Describe the guy." I demanded.

"He had dark brown hair, light brown eyes, bushy eyebrows that looked like a unibrow, big ears and full pink lips." He said that last part in a dazed tone.

"Dude, are you gay?" Niccoli asked sounding disgusted.

"No, I'm not, he came in here a few days back and I just remembered."

"And you just happened to remember his 'full pink lips'." Niccoli asked raising an eyebrow.

"I don't care about his sexual orientation," I said to Niccoli then I turned back to the guy. "And you're sure it was the same guy?" I asked him.

"Positive." He said.

I nodded, I knew exactly who it was. I've never met him before but I've heard Isabella describe him before, and that description fits hers perfectly.

It was Greg.