“I’m just checking Victoria’s IV and then I’ll be out of your way.”
I watch him closely, and something about him feels off. But when I see him take a syringe out of his pocket and lift it to the IV bag, I’m out of the seat and grab his arm. I turn the arm so the syringe is against his chest and give my asshole grin. “So, what were you going to inject her with?”
He stares me down, probably thinking I’m nobody to worry about. But I snap his wrist, and the syringe falls to the floor. I then spin him, get him into a sleeper hold and have him out before he could shout ‘help’.
Taking out my phone, I quickly make the call to Wings. “Need you to collect something from the hospital. We may have to guard Vicky’s room.”
“Be with you shortly, keep the fucker out. I presume he’s out?” Wings snarls.
“Oh, yeah, he’s out.” I kick the fucker in the head to make sure he stays out too.
Bringing my seat around so I can kick the fucker if he starts to come around, I take hold of Victoria’s hand. “Well, it seems someone wants to take you out, or something else, don’t know yet. We’ll have the syringe checked out.”
It’s only twenty minutes before Wings, Drag, and Stitch walk into the room. But I smirk because Stitch has a gurney and is wearing a porter’s coat.
Wings and Drag pick up the prick and throw him not so gently onto the gurney. Stitch injects him with something, and I point at the syringe on the ground, which he picks up, caps and places into his porter’s coat pocket.
“See you later, Chaos,” Wings says, then looks at Victoria. “Oh, she’s a pretty one.”
“Get the fuck out and ask Axel what we are going to do about protection for Victoria?” I realize sometimes I call her Victoria and other times Vicky, but both come easily so I don’t mind either.
When my phone rings, I quickly answer, “Yeah, Wings, what did he say?”
“He’s sending Jack to sit with her overnight. Then we’ll make sure she has coverage between the rest of us.”
“Okay, I’ll leave here when Jack arrives.” The call closes out, and I turn to Victoria. I stare because her eyelids are flickering. That is new, she’s not done that before!
“You waking up, Vicky?” I ask lightly and give her hand a squeeze.
Slowly, her eyes open, and I don’t even try to stop the smile that crosses my face. Her green eyes focus on me after a few moments, and they open a little more as she stares at me. “Hi Vicky, I’m Chaos, your very own boyfriend,” I stupidly say, and that gets me a frown, right before she giggles. “Say something, babe. You are safe now. Do you remember anything?” I don’t press to tell anyone she’s awake because I need this moment for her reaction and any first comments.
“Is the boy okay?” she groggily asks, and I nod as I grab the water and place a straw in for her to sip from.
“The boy is fine; he went home the next day. Have a little drink.” I hold the straw to her mouth, and she takes a sip.
“Who are you?” She asks, and I give her my most charming smile.
“I’m Chaos, your boyfriend.”
Now, she takes in my kutte, then my arms, flicking up to my face. She gives me a serious look, and I nod again. “Yeah, your boyfriend,” I state once more.
“Fuck me!” she says quietly, and naturally, I respond, “Later, babe, later.”
