Jace:
I begin to sob, "Oh Angel I am so sorry, this is all my fault." I breath as deeply as I can manage, I want to get closer. I want to make sure that she is still warm, I wipe away my tears using my shirt and force myself to get up off of the floor. I take a small step forward keeping my eyes on her face wishing that she would just open her big, beautiful eyes. I wish this was all just a bad dream and I wish that I could wake up already, in bed next to my love with her breathing and her sleepy little smile as she snuggles into me closer.
I push myself to close the space between where I am and her bed, I feel as though I may just collapse again, just this morning she was healthy smiling and in my arms. I reach out to touch her cheek but given the bruise I change my mind I don't want to cause her any pain whether she is able to express the discomfort, I go to take her hand but again I hesitate I don't want to cause her any pain. I lean in close to her and breathe deeply hoping to breath in her familiar scent allowing it to fill my lungs, instead all I can smell is the smell of a sterile hospital room. My hand twitches moving closer to her but again I hesitate, 'will she feel my hand on hers will she know that I am here at all? Will it cause her any pain? Is she in pain right now?'
Behind me I hear the door open, and I can hear the nurse enter the room. "I am so sorry I didn't know that she had any visitors in the room. You know you can touch her she will know that you are here. It won't cause her any pain either, I am just here to push some meds to make sure that she isn't feeling any pain. We are keeping her in a medical coma for now. She is scheduled to go down for an MRI and a CAT and some other imaging to make sure that she doesn't have any sever brain injuries that would require surgery." She continues to push the meds into her IV as she is updating me on her condition.
"You should be proud; she is one hell of a fighter given her condition. She broke her right wrist; I assume she broke it trying to catch herself as she was falling to the ground. She sprained her knee, which is extremely lucky considering the bike basically crushed her and usually that turns out to be a break or something worse. As far as we can see there is no damage to her spine, again very lucky since there usually isn't too much in the way of protection for the spine as a rider. The helmet surely helped to save her life, there wasn't much of the helmet left when she finally made it here. As for the bruising on her face that seems to be the extent of the damage to her face." She looks at me as she is discarding the needles in the sharps container before she continues.
"I know it is a lot to take in but that is all we know as of right now. We will let you know what we know as soon as we know more. Unfortunately, we may have to wait a few more hours before we should know anything else. We just have to finish the tests." She gives me an apologetic look as she removes her gloves and cleans her hands with hand sanitizer. I feel a sense of relief finally knowing that she is mostly doing ok, we don't know the full extent of her condition, but we are closer to more answers than we were just thirty minutes ago.
"Thank you so much for updating me on her condition it has honestly been pure hell not knowing what is going on and if she is ok. Has anyone updated her bother? Camerone her brother is in the waiting room..." I let my sentence trail off while my hand finally finds Scarlet's hand, she is still warm, her skin is still soft too. It gives me great comfort to be able to feel her for myself not to just see her with my eyes. She is still my Scarlet she is just a little beat up right now.
"Yes, I spoke with him just before I came in here. He seems like he is more of her father then her older brother. It seems like they are very close, I wish that I could help in some way he seems like he is barely hanging on by a thread."
Stella:
I wake startled, I have this deep gut feeling that something is wrong, this feeling of dread. I look around me trying to see if it something around me that is causing this feeling of dread, but I can't see anything. 'Is the robber back?' I look next to me in bed and see that James is awake studying me. "Baby what is it?" He sounds concerned and worried; he sits straight up looking at me with concern deeply etched on his face. He reaches over and turns on the lamp on my bed side table. All I can do is sit here; I have no idea what is wrong I just know that there is something wrong...I just don't know what the hell it could be. I feel a tear slide down my cheek.
James grabs my shoulders looking at me alarmed now gently shaking me, "Ella talk to me Baby what is wrong?" He wipes the tear from my face. He continues to rub my cheek gently trying to calm me, anxiously awaiting my answer. I take a shaky breath, "I have no idea what is wrong. I don't know how to explain it. I'm afraid, I don't know what this is, I have always been sensitive, but I have never in my life experienced this." I shake my head confused, 'Maybe my powers are growing? Maybe this is another power mom didn't know that I would have?'
"Maybe it was just a bad dream my love. You had a very traumatic experience maybe it fallowed you into your dreams?" He offers as an explanation for my sickening gut feeling. I consider this for a moment, but even if it is just from a dream then why do I feel so much dread? The hair on my arms are standing up as if someone is watching me again.
"You could be right; it is just a residual feeling from earlier. I am going to make a cup of tea maybe it will help me to relax enough to sleep." James gets out of bed and goes with me to the kitchen. I can't stop trying to analyze this feeling I have, trying to understand where it is coming from, why did I wake up out of a deep sleep for this? My mind quickly wanders to Scarlet, I find myself wondering how she is doing and if she is having fun. Most of all I find myself wondering how her conversation went with Cam. 'Could this feeling be something to do with Scar? No that can't be it. She is with Cam and Jace, she is probably the safest person in the world right now. Plus, if it were something to do with her either one of them would have called me. They make sure that I know what is important just as I make sure that if something happens, I communicate with them.'
I drink my tea trying to forget about this feeling. I grab my phone from the charger and text Scar,
'Hey, Scar I miss you I hope that everything went well with your conversation with Cam. I would have one of those dreams again, I was hoping to talk to you. I love you.' I watch my phone and wait for a response after about 30 minutes I still don't receive a response, 'Well maybe she is already asleep, I hope to hear from her in the morning to at least know that she is ok.' I finish my tea and place my cup in the sink. James climbs in bed and looks at me and opens his arms for me to climb into. I do not hesitate to climb in bed and quickly lay my head on his chest and take a deep breath listening to his calming heartbeat. His heart is so strong and steady that it calms me instantly and begins to lull me into a quiet sleep.