Quaranteam Ch. 41

Andy opened the door and sighed, standing in the doorway. Both of the girls were at their desks, each of them with a stack of textbooks, Hannah studying Spanish while Asha looked like she was doing her economics homework.

"Hey Daddy, what's up?"

"I just wanted to apologize," he said with a sigh. "I know we'd agreed that I'd take care of you two with Taylor yesterday but..."

Hannah grinned at him, bounding across the room to throw her arms around his neck, her curvy body pressing firmly against his. "You got busy, Daddy," she teased. "Shit happens. It's been a crazy fucking week, between 60 Minutes, Fi, Mo, Xander coming by, then Jade, Lexi and Maya, not to mention your heart-to-heart with Piper and Whitney seeing if she could bring the bastard out of you." She kissed at his neck while giving his ass a squeeze with both hands, and he could feel those thick nipples of hers pressing firm against his chest through her t-shirt. "I know that I was on the 20^th, so if we'd gotten past that without you taking care of us, we'd have said something, but we wanted to be understanding and patient."

"Speak for yourself, Biggo," Asha said with a grin.

"Oh, she's just teasing, Daddy," Hannah said. "You can take care of us tonight after Taylor gets back from work. One day's delay isn't gonna cause anyone to lose their shit." The Asian teenager rolled her eyes with a giggle. "Taylor completely understands that sometimes time frames get muddled."

"She should've mentioned our appointment last night at dinner, to remind me," Andy sighed, feeling a little like he'd let them down.

"Hey hey hey, Mister Daddy Man," she said, looking up at him with those brown eyes. "If it had been a big deal, she would've, but we knew Whitney was worried that you and her weren't settled right yet, so we let her cut in line. I mean, they asked us about it."

Andy turned his head to one side. "And why didn't anyone tell me about this little shift swap?"

"Because where's the fun in that, Daddy?" Hannah said, licking her lips with a wink. "Anyway, it gave us more time to work out our plan for what we wanted to do for our first foursome."

"First?" Andy asked, but Hannah just grinned back at him. "You three have some devious plan cooked up, don't you?"

Hannah kissed at his collarbone and gave his cock a squeeze through his jeans. "Now don't you go spoiling our fun, Daddy. We'll see you tonight, after dinner, m'kay?"

"Don't make me regret agreeing to this," he said, as the curvy cheerleader pulled away from him and scooted back over to her desk.

"Don't worry, Daddy," Hannah said to him as he moved over to Asha, leaning down to give her a kiss, one that she held onto longer than he expected her to. "We'll make sure your balls are drained dry before we send you off to bed."

"That's what I'm afraid of," he laughed, heading back out of the room, walking down the stairs before heading over to the garage.

Andy headed down to the garage and found Niko leaning against the car, a grin on her face. "Where'd you stop?"

"Over to let Hannah and Asha know how badly I felt about forgetting about our appointment with them yesterday, and to tell Taylor as well."

"Yeah, they swapped with Whitney for last night. We all heard about it."

"Everybody heard about it... but me?"

"They didn't tell you?" Niko said, a sly smile on her face. "Huh. Wonder how they could've possibly forgotten about it."

"I swear, you're all going to be the death of me," he said, heading over towards the driver's side of the car before noticing Niko staring at him.

"Where do you think you're going?" she asked him.

"To drive?"

"Nah," she laughed. "You don't do that any more."

Andy's brow furrowed. "Excuse me?"

"I mean, you can do it around the yard a bit if you want," Niko said, "but any time you're leaving this property from now on, either I'm driving or Lexi is."

"Is this--"

"Necessary? Yes, it absolutely is, hon," she sighed. "I wish it wasn't, but for the immediate future, you're gonna be driven around by professionals. Now get in."

Andy sighed in return, shaking his head, walking around the car before getting in the front passenger's side seat. "I'm not happy about it."

"I gathered that," she said, climbing into the Tesla's driver's seat. "Hopefully it won't be forever."

During the drive across New Eden, Andy tried not to think too much about how much his life was going to be changing, and Niko made it a point to try and keep him talking. They discussed what the new security protocols were going to be and how he needed to be more aware of them moving forward, something that still wasn't sitting well with him, no matter how important he agreed it was.

"I know, babe, but pouting about it isn't going to help," she said to him, as the vehicle pulled up to the gate at the Watkins estate. She turned on the vehicle's exterior cameras, checking behind them and to the sides before she rolled the window down and pushed the button. A few seconds later, a voice emerged from the speaker, one neither of them was familiar with. "Yes?"

"Hi, I'm Niko Redwolf, here with Andy Rook, to see Nathaniel Watkins?"

"Do you have an appointment?"

"No, we don't... but if you tell him it's Andy Rook, he'll probably make an exception," Niko said, amusement in her voice.

"Wait there."

Niko looked over at Andy and grinned. "You know if he doesn't open this gate, I could probably just drive right through it?"

"Let's give him a couple of minutes, huh?"

A minute or so later, the gate buzzed and began to open.

"Think they heard me?" she asked him as she rolled the window back up.

"The world may never know."

The car drove up the driveway and pulled to the front of the house where Andy was surprised to see Benny standing on the steps, a sheepish look on his face.

"Benny?" Niko said. "Shit, I may have to use my gun after all."

"Let's give him a chance. C'mon."

They got out of the car and moved over towards the stairs. "Hello, Mr. Rook," Benny said, looking down at his feet. "I... I wanted to apologize for the way I was acting before. I've... I've been having some issues with my father, and, well, that turned into me trying to take them out on you."

Andy arched an eyebrow. "You do know that all this started because you were being ridiculously inconsiderate to Hannah, don't you?"

Benny nodded. "Yessir, I see that now. I'd like to say I came to that conclusion on my own, but, well, Deborah's been talking to me a lot and I realize I haven't been the best person, so, I just wanted you to know I'm very sorry for how I was acting, and that I'm going to strive to do better. And the next time I see Hannah, I'll apologize to her as well. Anyway, my dad's waiting for you in his study, so I'll take you there, if that's alright."

The boy's sudden about face had Andy a little suspicious, but he never wanted to be accused of not giving someone a second chance, so he shrugged. "Sure, Benny, that'll be fine."

The young man didn't say another word to them as he led them into the building. The Watkins mansion was at least three or four times the size of the Rook house, something Andy wasn't sure if he found impressive or tacky and overblown. Maybe both, he thought to himself.

He hoped that he wouldn't run into Erin, and thankfully, the walk to the study was direct and they didn't seem to bump into any member of the Watkins household on the way. The house was decorated with expensive artwork all over the walls, but nothing seemed to feel particularly like it fit in, as if everything was bought because it was expensive, not because it fit in. More than anything, it reminded Andy of how Benny was dressed the last time Andy had seen him, although now the young man seemed to be sticking to just one fashion designer, which was a start towards progress.

"Ah Andrew," Nathaniel said as they walked into the room. "Whatever do I owe the pleasure to?"

Nathaniel was behind the desk in a very nice study, and this room, unlike the hallways, had an almost laser-like precision in the style involved, which was to say it was all very neo-modern, sharp lines and angles, mostly black and white contrasting tones with only the occasional splash of color. This was clearly the room Nathaniel had decorated himself.

There were two additional desks in the room, one against either wall, a beautiful woman sitting behind each of them, a very pale blonde at one and a very dark skinned African-American brunette at the other.

"Hey Nate, I appreciate you taking the time to see me," he said. "Remember how you said you owed me a favor still? Well, I think I'm here to ask if I can collect on that."

"Of course, Andrew," he said, gesturing to the two chairs in front of his desk. "Will you and Miss Redwolf take a seat? You can tell me all about it."

They moved to take a chair as Niko smiled a little. "You know my last name?"

"My dear, I know every member of the entire Rook household," Nathaniel said with a smile. "My Eliza would have my hide if I didn't make it a point to learn as much as I could about my new friends."

"You need anything else, Dad?" Benny asked.

"Thank you, Benjamin. That'll be all."

"Sorry again, Mr. Rook," Benny said, giving a little bow. "I'll do better. Promise." He backed up to the door, slipped out and pulled the doors closed behind him.

"Hannah wasn't kidding," Nathaniel said to them. "Deb really did seem to know how to knock some sense into the boy. She's ten times the father I've ever been."

"Aren't you going to introduce us to the members of your family here, Nate?" Andy asked.

Nathaniel smiled, spreading his hands out. "Where are my manners? This is Bridgette," he said, gesturing to the blonde, "and this is Rosalyn," he said, gesturing to the brunette. "Ladies, this is Andrew Rook and his partner 2^nd Lieutenant Niko Redwolf."

"Charmed," Rosalyn said.

"Very nice to meet you two," Bridgette agreed, "but you'll have to excuse us. The market closes in less than an hour, so we are a little busy."

"Carry on like we aren't even here," Rosalyn said.

"So what's this favor you need from me, Andrew?" Watkins said to them. "You need me to find a home for another woman for you?"

"I'm afraid so, and this one has a few weird strings attached to it."

"How weird?" Nathaniel looked more curious than upset, as if the mystery was intriguing him.

"So she's already imprinted to someone else, but we may have a way to, well, transfer her from him on to you."

"Ah yes, the dead man's switch method," Nathaniel said with a nod. "I've heard about it, naturally, but haven't had to try it."

"No, that's not..." Andy started.

"Wait, how do you know about the dead man's switch method?" Niko asked.

"My dear, when we were given this miracle serum, I made it a point to make sure I was connected and got the inside line on everything there possibly was to know about it, because the last thing I wanted was something coming back to bite me in the ass because I wasn't paying attention."

"Except that that particular information happens to be classified," Niko said.

"Yes, well, if you help something go into mass production, they tend to be a bit more lenient about those sorts of things," Nathaniel chuckled. "So if it's not that, then what is it?"

"Pardon the implication, but," he said, gesturing to the two women, "how far do you trust these two women?"

"With my very life, Andrew," Nathaniel said. "Anything you could tell me, you can tell them."

"So this woman claims to have a way to reassign a woman from one man to another without the man being dead first," Andy told him. "But she wants to be assigned to someone comfortably wealthy before she'll give up the research."

"You're comfortably wealthy," Nathaniel grinned. "Why not you?"

"My wealth isn't known at this point, Nate," Andy said. "Not like yours is. I could tell her I was rich, but I don't think she'll believe me, whereas with you... well, I was thinking maybe you could take her into your family, because I think most people in America know you're very rich."

"How do you know this woman's telling the truth?"

"That's just it, Nate. She's volunteering to be the test subject to prove that the approach works."

"This approach... is it scalable?"

"Not yet," Niko admitted. "No. But just getting to see it working, and to analyze all that data, it might be enough to let us get some better research. Consider this the Rosetta Stone."

"Is the woman smart and good looking?"

Andy shrugged. "I don't have the answer to either of those questions."

Nathaniel frowned a little. "I'd hoped to close off my family and not add anyone else to it, but I suppose I did promise you that I'd owe you a favor, and if you think this would be beneficial, well, I can't have anyone saying that Nathaniel Watkins didn't do his part for the country. When do we get started?"

"On the 21^st, the day after tomorrow."

"Why not sooner?"

"I need to get a complete list of instructions from the person organizing all of this," Andy said. "I'll have that tomorrow, and so we can go and get it done the morning of the 21^st."

"I can't do the morning of that day, but I can do afternoon, if that'll be alright," Watkins said, looking at his calendar.

"If that's what it has to be, then that's what it has to be," Andy agreed.

"So how do we do this?"

"We'll come by here on that day and pick you up, then bring you both back to here."

"Me and Octavia," Nathaniel said. "If I didn't bring at least one member of my security with me, my wife would have my balls. You understand, I hope."

"I've got a member of my security right here," he said, squeezing Niko's hand. "So of course I understand."

Nathaniel nodded. "Excellent. Then I'll see you in a few days. It sounds like this should be quite the adventure."

"Let's hope so," Andy said, "and hope that the woman in question is telling the truth."

"If she isn't," Nathaniel says, "it's her own life she's putting on the line."

As they were getting into the car, Andy saw Erin watching down from one of the third story windows. Niko leaned over and kissed him, making sure Erin had an eyeful before she pulled back. "That didn't seem like it went too badly," she said to him as she clicked the seatbelt closed.

"Whenever things seem like they went well," Andy grumbled, "that's usually the sign that shit's about to break off."

"Then I think it went horribly," she said with a laugh, shifting the car into drive.

As they drove across New Eden, heading back to the house, Andy noticed that Niko was constantly looking around them, and refused to have music on, which was the thing that bothered him the most. But she said that until she'd gotten a very good handle on the whole mini town, she couldn't have music distracting her.

The drive didn't have any incidents, however, and as soon as they got back to Rook Manor, Niko got past their gate and took a little detour, around to the back of the garage, behind the house, as Andy looked over at Niko with a raised eyebrow.

"Now you can put on your music, hon," Niko said to him with a smile. "I wanted us to have a little one-on-one time."

"Anything in particular you wanted to listen to?"

"Put on something without lyrics, something that we can have a nice slow relaxing screw to. Although we should definitely go into the back seat," she said, opening the door to get out before getting into the back.

Andy picked up his phone and glanced through his music collection before settling on Mogwai, choosing their 'Mr. Beast' album, placing his phone in the little cradle before moving into the backseat. "I feel like you've been so busy the last few days," he told her, as she pulled her shirt up and over her head, a dark blue sports bra on underneath it. She'd kicked off her shoes before he'd gotten into the car again, so he did the same. "I hope that's okay."

She grinned at him, trailing a fingertip down his nose before tapping on the end of it. "You are taking care of the sexual needs of twenty women, baby," Niko said, tugging his shirt up, setting it aside. "That means if you spend ten minutes with each girl each day, that's over three hours out of your day. We're not all going to see you every day, and if we were getting pissed off about that, we'd all be angry all the time, so we all agreed that as long as you're giving us an hour of uninterrupted time each week, we'll make it work. It's all about scheduling, and right now, scheduling is the last thing I want to talk about, okay?"

"Whatever you say, honey." His hands reached down and pulled that sports bra up, as he leaned his head down to press his lips to one of her tan nipples, pursing them together to buzz as he felt her hand squeezing firmly against the back of his neck.

"Even without the chemicals, Andy, I have to say, you're... you're really fucking good at that..." she whimpered, her other hand reaching down to rub his cock through his jeans. "But I need to kiss you." She pulled his head and locked lips with him.

Niko had always felt a little like the girl in school who was too cool for him, so when the two of them made out, he felt especially lucky, even knowing that they were engaged to get married, and that she was carrying their child.

Her hands started unbuttoning his jeans, reaching in to slide her fingers down to grab at his cock, as she started leaning back onto the seat, pulling him down on top of her. "So, is it weird to tell you I've never fucked in the backseat of a car before?" she giggled at him in between kisses.

"You never fooled around as a teenager?" he said with a laugh.

"Oh I did, babe, but never in the back of a car," she said. "In a sleeping bag. In my bed while his folks weren't home. On a blanket under the stars. In a lake a couple of times. But I just never did it like this."

"So... wanna?"

"Fuck yes," she said with a laugh, starting to push her jeans and pants down with a little shimmy, shucking them off quickly before folding them up, putting them behind her head like a pillow. "You don't even have to take your pants all the way off. Just get them down enough to get inside of me. Get'em off, get'em off, get'em off!"

Andy worked to get his jeans and his boxers down to his knees, but before he could pull them any further, Niko took one of her legs and hooked it around his waist, pulling him on top of her, reaching down to get his cock aligned before groaning as he slid inside of her, her face softening a bit.

"I know you think I'm keeping secrets from you, Andy, but I promise you, baby, I'm only doing what I have to do, okay? Not because I want to, but because I have to. You believe me, right?"

His hand brushed along her cheek tenderly. "Hey. Niko. I trust you, and I love you, okay?"

A single tear dropped from her eyes as she smiled and nodded at him, leaning up to kiss him again. "I love you too, Andy. And I'll tell you as much as I can as soon as I can. But for now, let's just be a couple of stupid teenagers fucking in the back of a car before our parents catch us."

He'd only had sex in the back of a car once himself, and that had been almost twenty years ago, so this was a strange walk down memory lane, but he liked to think his technique had improved, and so he started to thrust, rocking his hips in a steady and rhythmic tempo, as she held close to him.

"That's it, baby. Fuck me. Oh god yes. Mmmmmphhh." She moaned and squealed beneath him, but her position didn't give her much leverage, and so Andy wanted to be sure he was keeping a good pace and hitting all her best spots, and he felt her fingertips starting to squeeze harder, that sign that she was nearing her orgasm. "Come in me, Andy. C'mon. Love me. Love me like I love you. Fuck I love you so fucking much, baby. Do it."