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Her eyes flutter shut and open again. She’s barely holding on and I swear if her heart stops, so will mine.

“Everywhere,” she whispers as her eyes slide shut and her body goes limp in my arms.

“Roxy! Roxy, open your eyes!” I roar.

I place two fingers on the side of her neck and feel for a pulse. Her heart is being strong, but she’s not responding.

“Get a van around here!” River hollers out the door.

Storm appears at my side and helps me get Roxy out of the building and into the back of a van. River glances back at us before taking off towards the main road.

“We’ll get her to the hospital. I have a friend who works in the emergency room. You can trust her. She won't ask any questions. She’ll make sure Roxy gets taken care of and there won't be a police report if you don’t want there to be.”

“I want Wilson to suffer,” I growl. “Make it last longer than until morning.”

“I'm sure Whiskey will happily comply.”

Chapter 31

Roxy

“Go away,” I hiss, swatting at the light in my face.

“I'm just checking out your injuries. Can you tell me your name?” The feminine voice has me relaxing slightly, but not entirely. I’ll calm down after I know Chopper’s here. I need him by my side to know I'm safe.

“Where’s Chopper?” I groan as I try to move my head, but everything hurts. Every time I open my eyes, a searing pain fills my head. The lights are too much. “Turn off the lights.”

“I’m turning them off, but you need to stay still. We still don’t know the extent of your injuries.”

“I said where’s Chopper!” I try my hardest to push into a sitting position. If this woman won't help me, I’ll find him myself. Now that the lights are dimmed, I can finally look around at the hospital room without being in too much pain to handle.

“Whoa, baby. Lay back down.” Chopper hurries back into the room.

His deep voice washes over me and my muscles give out almost instantly, making me fall back onto the mattress. His scent wraps around me like a warm hug and I can’t help but feel immediately safe.

“You need to stay still. They’re trying to figure out if you have any injuries that need immediate attention.” Chopper settles on the edge of my bed, taking my hand in his. He gently brushes some hair out of my face and presses a soft kiss to my forehead.

“I didn’t know where you were,” I whisper.

“Storm got me a coffee. I just went into the hallway to get it from him. You’re ok. I'm not leaving your side.”

“Can you tell me your name?” The woman tries again. She has on blue scrubs and a white lab coat. Her dark brown hair is tied into a high ponytail and her blue eyes are bright and kind. She seems like the type of person you can trust. One who truly cares about her patients.

“Roxy Reeves. And before you ask, my birthday is June 7th. I’m twenty-two years old. The year is 2026. I'm not pregnant. Any more stupid questions?”

“Clearly you’re feeling back to normal,” Dad’s voice comes from the door and I glare over at him. He couldn’t care less. He smirks as he pushes off the doorframe and comes closer. “How are you feeling?”

“Awful. What’s with everyone asking dumb questions?”

“Can you tell me where you hurt?” The doctor tries again.

“Everywhere.”

“Does any particular spot hurt more than others?”

“My right side is really tender.” I place my hand on the area and wince.

“We need to take the corset off. Let me get a pair of scissors…”