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Cait was the only thing that mattered.
Her blood was soaking my suit and I was sure carrying her was probably doing more damage.
Niall flung the back door of the SUV open and I practically dove headfirst into the seat, doing my best to avoid jostling her as much as possible. I laid her on the seat and crammed my body into the footwell so I could kneel next to her and keep pressure on the wound.
“Drive, drive!” I yelled out and was nearly thrown against the seat as Brady sped off into traffic, the tires squealing as people shouted on the street.
I grabbed her hand with my free one. “Hold on, Cait. Please.” I kissed where her wedding and engagement rings sat. “We’re not done yet, baby. We’ve got so much left to do.”
Jesus.
How could I have been so dumb?
I should have known she wouldn’t leave me in that church when the alarms went off. I should have known she would sacrifice herself to save me… she fucking loved me.
For the first time since the day I’d kissed her all those years ago, I felt her love in my bones. I’d always been unsure of it. I’d always doubted something so good could last… but she’d stuck with me through everything. She’d loved me even when I was at my worst.
“We’re four minutes out,” Brady called over his shoulder.
“Make it two.” I reached to check her pulse. It was there, but so faint it could easily be mistaken for vibrations in the road, but I felt it.
“Yes, Sir.” He stamped on the accelerator and the engine whined as horns blared around us.
“Cait!” I called. “Cait, open your eyes.”
Her eyelids twitched, but that was the only sign of life.
“Pulling up now,” he shouted, and then the car skidded to a halt. Brady threw himself from the car and started screaming at staff to help us.
I heard the rattle of a gurney as he pulled open the door and light flooded in. I squinted as nurses pushed my hands away from her body and slid her from the car onto the gurney.
There was a pool of blood on the cream leather dripping onto the floor.
I stared at in in horror.
How could she survive that?
I leaped out of the car, racing after the gurney.
“What’s her name?” A nurse asked tersely. “Do you know her blood type?”
Fuck.
It was probably the only thing I didn’t know about her.
“Cait. Cait Ma… O’Callaghan.” Shit. We’d been so caught up since the wedding I wasn’t sure if her paperwork had even been changed yet. “But we only just got married. Her maiden name is Malley,” I mumbled, but the nurse had stopped listening.
“You are?” A doctor asked as they wheeled her into a room away from the rest of the ER and started hooking her up to machines.
“Her husband.” I’d only been her husband for a few days, and now she was nearly dead.
Sickness rolled in my stomach.
“What happened here?”
“She was shot,” I gasped out, feeling the room spinning. At least the man who’d done it was dead.
“Alright. Please wait outside and let us work,” he said brusquely. Did I detect a hint of judgement in his tone?
