Finally Home

Brooke's P.O.V ~ I'm sitting in my loungeroom watching 'Criminal Minds' because it's the greatest show ever when someone rings my phone. I'm too distracted from Spencer Reid to even look at the caller so I just pick up. "Talk." Is all I say. "Madam, there is a problem involving your family in Australia. Would you like to talk over the phone or at your office?" I think it through then decide,  "My office in fifteen minutes." I then hang up and throw my phone to the side of me. I sigh and stand up, grabbing my glass of wine and downing the rest of it. I throw it into the kitchen sink and jog up the stairs to change into my work clothes. I put on a pair of black high heels, classy black jeans, and a white blouse with a black jacket over it. I go back to the loungeroom and grab my phone and keys to my work car then run out the door. I get into my car and drive to the gate which opens once I get close enough. My mind wanders whilst I drive, thinking about what could be wrong with my family and what I need to hear about? Could it be that they found me? I doubt it, I live in Florida and they live in Melbourne. It's far away and there's no way they would ever come to America.  While I think of all the things that could be wrong, I arrive at my office. I punch the code into the pad and the gate opens up. I park into my reserved spot and turn off my car. There's barely any cars here as most people finish around 10 and it's almost 1 in the morning. It's now mainly janitors, security guards, and a few people who refuse to go home unless I order them to leave. Getting into the elevator I push the button for the top floor, aka my private floor. Once the button dings I see Gerald standing there, he's the guy who called me and mainly handles all of my tech stuff. I march right into my office and sit behind my desk. I grab out a bottle of whiskey from me drawer with a glass and pour it. I chug all of it and then motion for Gerald to start speaking. "Ok so about 20 minutes ago we received a video. We were unsure of it but the video showed Alessandro talking and then he threatened your family, then the video cut blank. We thought that was the end of the video but then photos of your family popped up. There was one of every person individually of them doing there everyday things, and then 5 of your family as a whole, and one with you included in the family photo." I am so livid that my grip on the glass got so tight it smashed in my hands. I don't even register the pain or that Gerald is cleaning my hand. I cannot believe Alessandro would go after my family, we have always been ruthless to each other but not to the point of threatening family we haven't seen in 6 years. Once Gerald has finished on my cleaning I manage to growl out, "Show me the video." He nods and gets right to it.  He places a tablet on my desk and presses a play button. The screen cuts out a bit then it shows Alessandro sitting down in a dark room drinking something, alcohol if I presume correctly, which I usually do. ''Ms. Flash, Death if I may. Oh wait, I now know your birth name is Brooke Rodgers, daughter of Byron and Evelyn Rodgers. I know your siblings names, grandparents names, your cousins, aunts, uncles, and even those close friends you left behind. Don't worry, I'll leave the friends alone as they don't care about you, but your family does, especially that ex-boyfriend of yours. What's his name again? Axel, isn't it?" He takes a short break and before I could throw the tablet, he starts speaking again, "My dear, I'm going to come for you family, and it will be a shocker to them when they find you coming after them, alive. I mean it's been what, 6 years? They probably think that you're dead by now. Unfortunately though, this is where we have to part, for now any ways, so addio, e ci vediamo presto." The screen is blank for about a minute then the photos of my family flashes by. One by one I see them for the first time in years, all going about their days, and even though in some they're smiling, I can the sadness in their faces. [Translation - goodbye, and I'll see you soon] The last photo is the one last group family photo I took with them. It was on my grandmother's birthday, and then two days later I ran away. We were all standing in my grandmother's back garden and huddled together so we could take the photo. Seeing this gets me angry. How in the hell did he these?! Unless someone stole them from one of their house there's no way he could have gotten these. I pick up the tablet and throw it against the wall and watch it shatter into pieces. Gerald looks a bit scared but also used to my violent tendencies. He is the head of tech and usually the one to give me bad news so he's seen me react like this before. After another ten minutes of destroying my office once again I calm down enough to look at someone without wanting to kill them. "Get the plane ready. I'll be leaving in an hour. Also, prepare my house in London for guests." He nods and runs out of the office without a second thought. I sigh once the door has closed and sink into my couch. The flight would take 16 hours on a normal plane, but I brought myself one of the fastest private jets in the world, which takes about two hours of the flight so I'll land there sooner.  If I'll be leaving here at 2.30am roughly, I'll get there at 4.30pm Florida, which makes it 8.30am in Melbourne time so I'll arrive there in the morning, which gives me enough time to get to my hotel, sign in, clean up, then collect my family. I know that tomorrow they'll be gathered as it's my grandmother's birthday and we all ways celebrate it together. I'm sure I'll be the greatest gift to all of them there. Now, time to get ready for a long flight.