heard you needed backup

In the few days that followed after that phone call, Tango had been forming a plan. They couldn't go rushing in, they had to precise, practical, methodical, and make sure they had clear heads. They needed Janie and her girls, and Iago hadn't hid it from his brothers, making sure they knew who he was bringing in on this. People they trusted and who they knew could be trusted. It was probably eating away at Dom to wait, but if they wanted Ella they were going to have to be safe about it. And if from what Dom said about the phone call, they wouldn't risk hurting her if they ever wanted to see that money. At least hurt her that badly.... 

It was a concern that Iago hadn't voiced yet, but hoped it was on the minds of the others. With the boys laying low, the only thing they could do now was wait for Miss Solar. The thought of Janie brought a tightness to his chest, and he tried to get her off his mind, but it was difficult. He didn't know when she'd bee arriving, so Iago was constantly on a alert, rarely sleeping. He was checking the windows nearly every hour, and pacing like a caged animal. 

When those four particular knocks came, he'd been walking by to the kitchen, and nearly jumped out of his skin. He grew tense, and whistled towards the living room to get the boy's attention before he moved to the door. He drew back the curtain a bit to see who was there, and saw the tall brunette on the step. 

He felt himself relax, and moved to the door. Unlocking it before he quietly opened the door a bit. One hand rested on the doorframe as he looked at her. The relief on his face was evident as a small smile spread across his face. It'd felt years, rather then weeks since he'd seen her in the clothes store that day, and he could only imagine what the boys would look like to her. All of them were a new level of exhausted with heavy clouds over their heads. 

"Thanks for coming, Sunshine." He murmured quietly in greeting. 

Demi slipped up behind her friend just as she finished her sentence, just the hint of a wry smile lingering on her lips.

"You're going to swoop in and save the day, obviously," she joked, bumping Janie with her hip as she passed into the house.

She scanned the other men with a sharp eye, quickly noticing Danny's condition. Her lips pressed into a thinner line, that almost-smile vanishing. Not only had they lost one, this one was still suffering. She'd anticipated him needing some care, of course; that was why she'd made sure they had the supplies for Gabby to use. But for him to look so miserable? It drove home exactly how bad things were.

She shook off her irritation quickly, deciding there was no use dwelling on the men's past failures. It was time to move forward.

"Ay, Senorita Mendoza~" Her accent was impeccable as she turned over her shoulder and called to Gabby, gesturing with a long arm for the shyest diosa to come to her. "You have a patient!"

She dropped her duffle bag of supplies on the couch near the man, rummaging inside for her tablet so she could get to work evaluating the situation. She wasn't sure if the men had been using the internet or not (it would be smarter for them to have avoided it, frankly) but with her encrypted device and a few tricks she'd learned from an old friend, she ought to be able to do so safely.

Eager to begin, she looked to Dom as she pulled up her favorite mind map tool. "Fill us in?"

Nisha brought up the rear of the girls as they followed in after Janie with their gear. Her heels clicked against the pavement as she moved towards to the door. Her eyes looked around their surroundings, glancing over her shoulder as she entered to ensure they weren't being followed. 

She carried with her a small cooler and several bags that she carried like the fashion pro she was. Nisha Chandra didn't know the meaning of the "pack light" and given where she'd been the last year? The girl deserved retail therapy. 

She moved out from behind Gabby in the doorway as Demi called the shyer diosa over, and Nisha was already looking for the kitchen. "I've been in hell, it's not a hamsterball babe, it's a blender with knives." She remarked casually as her heels clicked on the wood floor and she passed Josh to the kitchen. She sat the cooler down on a counter and then sat her bags down, before she pulled the sparkly scrunchie off her wrist and started to pile her hair up into a ponytail ontop of her head. She pushed the sunglasses up onto the top of her head soon after and started to unpack the cooler. Gabby's insulin was the first thing into the fridge, soon followed by the small grocery store stop she'd made the girls do on the way over. 

She didn't trust any of the men to know how to cook proper meals (despite Janie mentioning something about Tango). "Gabby if you need an extra set of hands, let me know!" She called from the kitchen. She might not have done it in a few years, but Nisha had started her military career as an air medic before they let her fly the big guns.