Jimin POV:

"Please Tae. Please hurry." I couldn't stop the tears that continually spilled down my cheeks, the sobs that tried to steal my breath away as I thought of Y/N, my son being in a potentially dangerous situation. My hands were shaking and I tried to clasp them between my knees to stop the tremors but nothing helped. It felt as though I were going to throw up and the fear that I was feeling was threatening to take me over, break me down into a shattered mess of whom I used to be, a shadow of my former self.

I tried to be calm, but the horror that was clear in her text message kept flashing through my mind, the terrified please jimin somones in the housse please help mee helpo uus. Reassuring her I would be there soon, I had grabbed Taehyung by the wrist and dragged him off the bed, shoving his shoes and jacket at him. Taehyung had barely had time to slip his shoes on before I was grabbing the keys and tugging him out the door. I tried to explain what was going on as I went to get in the driver's seat, but Taehyung had gently taken my hand and forcing me into the passenger seat. When I finally managed to word the situation, Taehyung's face had paled and his mouth had dropped open in horror. The squeal of tires as he left the hotel parking lot was enough to let me know that he was just as worried as I was, filled with just as much panic.

"I'm trying baby. I promise you." Taehyung reached over and grabbed my hands, prying them apart and lacing them with his. His other hand gripped the steering wheel and I could see the white in his knuckles from the ironclad grip he had on it.

As he drove, the only thing I could do was pray. That and cry. The tears were streaming down my cheeks and I felt like I was going to be sick. My mind was filled with thoughts of Y/N and Jaehyun, the woman I loved and my son. Was I going to lose them before I had a chance to make things right? Before I had a chance to get to know my son? Before I had a chance to be a dad?

"Stop thinking negatively baby. It's going to be okay. We're... we're going to make it. I'm going... I'm going to get you there in time. Things are going to be okay." I could tell by the shakiness in Taehyung's voice that he was nervous, that his words were just for me, to try and calm me down, but they weren't helping either of us.

I was so scared that we weren't going to get there in time, that no matter what we did, it wasn't going to be enough.

Within moments, Taehyung was pulling up in front of the house that Y/N had been sharing with Mark. There was already a police car in the driveway and I had the door open and was jumping out of the car before Taehyung even pulled it to a stop.

"Jimin! Wait!" I heard Taehyung's voice behind me, but it went in one ear and out the other. The police car was empty and I prayed that they had made it in time. Running up the porch steps, I wrenched the door open and let out a panicked shout as I heard the gun go off. I rushed towards the stairs, almost tripping over a figure at the bottom. My heart fell to my stomach, but I felt a momentary sense of relief when I realized it wasn't Y/N, but Mark. He had a gun shot wound to the chest and I could tell by the empty eyes that he was gone. Although I was relieved it wasn't Y/N, I felt a rush of sadness and guilt. Mark was a good guy and had taken care of my family when I couldn't, when I wasn't there.

Although everything in me was telling me to stop, I hurried up the stairs. I could hear the sounds of yelling, of crying and it made me worry that I was too late. The bedroom was open, hanging off the hinges and I wanted to sob in relief when I saw Y/N huddled on the floor, Jaehyun in her arms.

I rushed to her side and gathered her in my arms. Looking over, I could see Jin on the floor, his hands clutched over his stomach as a police officer tried to stem the flow of bleeding. A second officer had a woman down on the ground, snapping metal cuffs around her wrists and when she looked up, I recognized Mina.

"This is all your fault, you fucking bitch! He was supposed to be with me! With me! He's my husband! Mine!" mina was thrashing around, despite the hold on her and when Y/N flinched in my arms, I tightened my hold. "If it wasn't for you, everything would be fine! This isn't fucking over!"

The officer yanked Mina to her feet and proceeded to drag her from the room. I looked over at Jin and for a moment, I wanted to feel pity for him, for the man who used to be my friend. From the way his eyes filled with guilt, I knew he had realized exactly what was going on, who Y/N was. Part of me wanted to go over there and slug him right in the face, bloody his nose for the terrifying experience that my family had gone through, but I turned my face away and chose to focus my attention instead on the woman who was clinging to me.

"Daddy?" The voice was soft, scared. Jaehyun looked up at me. "You come saved us daddy?"

"Yeah buddy. Daddy came to save you. It's... it's all going to be all right." The tears continued to pour down my cheeks as I thought of how close I had come to almost losing them both, losing two of the most important people in my life.

Y/N looked up at me and I could see the grateful look in her eyes. "Y-you came."

Giving her another hug, I helped her to her feet and took Jaehyun from her arms, my lips turning up in a tiny smile when he wrapped his chubby arms around my neck and squeezed tight. I slid an arm around her waist, ready to lead her from the room. The officer that was tending to Jin looked up, his eyes on Y/N. "Excuse me miss? We're going to need to speak with you."

Y/N nodded even though I wanted to protest. "O-of course." Her voice was soft, still filled with fear and my heart broke at the sound.

"Can it wait?" I couldn't stop the question from spilling from lips. "She... her and my son just went through a terrible experience."

The officer hesitated then nodded. "Sure. Please leave your number with the officer downstairs and we will call you." Y/N nodded, just as the paramedics rushed into the room. I could see her look over at Jin and for a moment I was afraid she was going to go to him, but she turned away from him and moved closer to me, almost as though she knew I was going to protect her. Jaehyun's arms tightened around me and I could feel him bury his face in my neck. I pulled Y/N closer to me and lead her from the room, wanting to get her away from the sight, away from the man who had tried to kill her.

Y/N POV:

Jimin's arm around my waist was gentle as he took me away from the scene, away from the man who I had once loved, the man who had tried to kill me. I tried to push the sight of the blood coming from Jin's stomach from my mind, the sound of the gun as Mina had shot him. I knew she was trying to shoot me, but Jin had stepped in, saving my life. I don't know why, but I was grateful to him, grateful for saving my son and me.

We reached the bottom of the stairs and my heart shattered when I saw a paramedic pulling a sheet over a prone figure on the floor. Mark. The man who had taken care of me, who had taken care of Jaehyun, who had been there with me for the last few years. He was gone and it felt like a piece of my heart had been ripped out. I turned to Jimin and he gave me a hug, a look of sadness in his own eyes. Jimin hurried past the body, making sure to keep it hidden from Jaehyun. I knew I would have to tell him about Mark eventually, but I knew I didn't want him to find out like this.

As we stepped onto the porch, a man jumped up, wrapping his arms around the three of us. "Oh my god. You're okay. I wanted... I wanted to come in after you, but he..." Taehyung jerked a thumb over his shoulder, "he wouldn't let me." There were tears on Taehyung's cheeks and I could see the same relief in his eyes that I saw in Jimin's.

"Papa Tae! A man comed in and tried to hurt mama. Then a lady comed in and she yell at my mama. Then daddy comed and save us." Jaehyun's voice was filled with excitement as he spoke. I knew the whole situation had scared him, but Jimin had come in like a superhero, saving the both of us.

Taehyung ruffled his hair then grinned when Jaehyun reached out his arms for Taehyung to take him. Jimin hesitated for a moment then handed our son over to Taehyung. "I'm glad daddy saved you."

Jaehyun nodded and continued to relay the story to Taehyung, relishing in the other man's undivided attention. Jimin turned to me, wrapping both arms around me and holding me tightly. "It's going... it's going to be okay now lovely. It's all over now." Jimin's voice was soft, soothing and I knew he was trying to reassure me. "No one is ever going to hurt you again."

Grateful for the support from him and Taehyung, I let myself be cuddled, coddled and taken care of. "Thank... thank you Jiminie. Thank you for coming for us."

Jimin tilted my chin up to look at him. "Y/N? I love you. I love you so fucking much and I will always come for you. Always."

A hand on my shoulder had me looking over at Taehyung. "Jimin's right sweets. We will always come for you. No matter what. You and this little guy right here?" Taehyung jiggled Jaehyun in his arms, making my son giggle. "You two are so damn important to us and we love you."

"You loves me Papa Tae?" Jaehyun's eyes were wide, a grin on his full little lips.

"Of course I do. I love your mama and I love your daddy and I love you." Taehyung pecked Jaehyun on the nose then peppered his face with kisses.

Jaehyun wrapped his arms around Taehyung's neck, squeezing the other man. "I loves you too Papa Tae! I loves you and mama and daddy and Papa Mark and Auntie Reenie."

The sound of Mark's name made a knot start to form in my stomach. Jimin's arm tightened around me and I knew he was there for me. "That's a lot of people that love you too buddy." Jimin's voice was gentle and I knew he was trying to distract Jaehyun from thinking about Mark. I knew the news would be heartbreaking, but I hoped with all the love that Jaehyun would receive from Jimin and Taehyung that it would be enough to heal him, to heal me.

"And there's a bunch more people that can't wait to meet you." Taehyung's smile was sweet as he spoke. "They're friends of mama and daddy and me."

As Taehyung told Jaehyun about the rest of the guys, I couldn't help but smile. Even with everything that had happened today, the hell that we had been through, there was something telling me that it was all going to be okay, that there were people I could rely on, count on, depend on. I knew I had hurt everyone when I had left, but at the moment, it was the right thing to do. The risk of being around Jin and Mina, the risk of them knowing where I was, was just too strong. I wanted to laugh at the irony of it all. I had spent the last few years in hiding because of them, but they had figured out where I was anyways.

An "Excuse me" from behind had me turning in Jimin's arms to see the paramedics from upstairs coming out with Jin on a stretcher. Although he was pale, he looked to be okay and for that I was relieved. He had saved my life, my son's life and I didn't wish death on anyone. I knew there was no way I would ever forgive him for the way he had threatened the both of us, but I was happy that he was alive.

His eyes caught mine as the stretcher passed by me, but I turned away. Jimin's arms tightened protectively and I felt a sense of belonging in his arms. Jaehyun continued to ask Taehyung questions about the others and I felt a feeling of love wash over me as I watched my son interact with Taehyung. Part of me had been worried that he wouldn't be accepting of Jaehyun, that he would be furious knowing his boyfriend had fathered a child, but there was none of that there.

"Stop thinking negatively lovely. Tae and me? We're happy. So fucking happy." Jimin's lips were against my ear as he spoke and I could sense the sincerity in his voice, in the way his hands held me tightly. "I'm so fucking in love with you and now you're where you belong, where you've always belonged. In my arms."

Taehyung gestured for Jimin to take his son and he did immediately, holding out his arms for the little boy who was a mirror image to him. After Jaehyun was securely in Jimin's arms, Taehyung moved closer to me, wrapping me in his embrace. "Please... please don't worry about anything. I love you. I'm in love with you and I want... I want to make things right with you. Bring you home to where you belong."

I looked up and I could see the sincerity in his eyes, the same love and adoration that was so often mirrored in Jimin's and I couldn't help but think that maybe things would be okay. That things would work out how they were supposed to.