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“You ready to die, you sorry ass bitch.” He leans over her, and I pull the syringes free and stab them into his leg. I push the plungers down as he rears back. He smacks me hard enough I fall to the floor. He raises the gun, and I close my eyes.
“I love you, Trevor.” I say the last thing I want on my lips as the gunshot rings out.
I don’t feel pain or burning. I open my eyelids and look straight into his lifeless eyes. A woman strides into the room and reaches down for me.
“Come on, Trevor is waiting.” She helps me up, and I stand there for a moment.
“What about them?” I turn to look at Bailey and her mom. The woman moves to Bailey’s mom, and I go to Bailey. “The mom needs surgery.”
“Yeah, but you can’t do it right now.” When she doesn’t say more, I look at her and she shakes her head. “You wait here, I’ll let them know it’s safe.” She moves out of the room toward the back of the ER. I wait, and when nurses and other doctors start rushing in, I give them my report.
“I’ll be back, Bailey,” I tell her as she looks at me with tears in her eyes. I want to hold her, but until we get those images, she has to stay immobile in the cervical collar.
I head for the exit and see Trevor walking straight for me. Ryan is walking in behind him, letting Trevor come to me first.
I rush toward him and jump at him.
“I love you. I want to move in. I want babies with you,” I cry into his neck as he holds me tightly to his chest.
* * *
Trevor
Her words only settled me a little bit. I haven’t left her side since she jumped into my arms, not even when she went back in to stabilize Bailey for surgery in the morning. Child services is strongly taking her mother’s deathbed request into consideration. I’m confident we will be getting her. I look over at my woman sitting in the passenger seat of her car. We are heading home, where the boys saw the news and know what happened. I need to hold her and make sure she’s really alive. I can’t believe how close it came. When she told me, I wanted to take a gun from the many cops and shoot him again. He died instantly. Ridley put a bullet right between his eyes.
When Emersyn was questioned, she could only say that a team of soldiers saved her. She didn’t mention it was a woman, and because she didn’t have a name, she couldn’t tell them more than that.
“What was her name?” Her voice is scratchy from exhaustion and talking so much.
“Ridley. Your brother knows her.”
“I want to thank her.” She hiccups and then starts to cry. She hasn’t shed a tear until now, not even as she was telling me how much she loves me. I pull her car into the garage and then walk around to lift her out. All the boys are waiting for us along with Lorelei.
“Are you okay?” Bas is the first to ask her, followed by the others.
She gives them a weak, watery smile.
“I’ll make some tea,” Lorelei says, and moves off. I carry Emersyn into our room and right into the bathroom.
“Give us a sec,” I tell the boys. I close the door and help her change into a T-shirt of mine and a pair of shorts. The shirt fits like a dress on her.
I carry her back out and sit her on the bed. The boys all climb in around her and hold her tight.
“Please don’t leave us,” Hays says, and I have to turn my back to the scene so they don’t see the tears in my eyes.
“I’m never leaving you. I want to marry your dad and stay with you. Is that okay?”
I haven’t officially asked her, just said I wanted my ring on her, but I’ll take it. Whatever I can get and as fast as I can.
Cynthia joins us in the room and checks in on her daughter.
“Yes. Please, Dad, marry her,” Dyne says, and Brooklyn laughs along with Bas.
“I plan to,” I say as I swing back around to take them all in.
I fall asleep with her in my arms after she kisses each of the boys and her mom, assuring them all she’s safe and not hurt. We don’t tell them about Bailey yet because we want to make sure everyone is okay with our relationship change.
I hold her tight to my body. She wakes up crying from fear, and I soothe her and calm her. She plans to go into work tomorrow and assist with Bailey’s surgery. She won’t perform it because of her nerves and because of us adopting her. Bailey is practically family.
