“She’s bleeding and she’s twenty three weeks pregnant,” I tell them, and watch helplessly as they assess her and load her onto a gurney. Blood rushes to my head as I watch them wheel her past me.
“Hudson?” Mia calls out in a panic, her hand in the air as she tries to find me.
“I’m here,” I tell her, my hand gripping hers.
“Don’t let go,” she pleads with me, “Please.”
“I’m not going anywhere, Princess,” I promise her, I turn to look at David and Aaron. “Sort this shit out, then meet me at the hospital.” They nod in unison as I leave the office still clasping onto Mia’s hand.
“Boss?” The deep voice pulls me from my thoughts. I turn to find David standing in the doorway. “The cops want to talk to you.”
I nod, I knew it would be only a matter of time. I’m surprised they waited this long. Thankfully Mia’s sleeping and the doctor has been by to check on her. They’re monitoring her tonight and tomorrow and see if the bleeding has stopped. If it has, we should be okay, but if it continues, then there’s a high probability that Mia will go into labor.
I place a kiss against Mia’s head and walk out of her room. “Who is it?” I ask as David walks beside me.
“Spinelli.”
Good, it’s someone on my payroll. Not that there’s much they can do. Yes, I shot someone, but that person had shot five people beforehand and had a gun pointed at my wife.
“How is everyone?” This is the first time that I’ve left Mia’s side since we arrived in the hospital.
“None were hit anywhere fatal. Your dad’s probably going to have to stay in a couple of days, maybe longer. He lost a lot of blood, but he’ll be fine. How’s Mia?”
“She’s okay, she’s not getting pains anymore nor is she bleeding. The doctor says she had a placental abruption. We’re going to have to see how tonight and tomorrow goes before we can say for definite, but at the moment things look okay.” She needs no stress and bed rest. That’s exactly what she’s going to get.
Spinelli and his partner Tanor are waiting for me outside the hospital entrance. “Sorry for pulling you away from your wife, but we really need to get a statement from you.” Spinelli says. “How is your wife?”
“She’s doing okay. Can we get this over with?” I want to get back to her before she wakes up.
He nods. “Of course. Can you please explain what happened today?”
I grit my teeth. “This bullshit, I’m sure you’ve already had everyone and their mother tell you what went down today. Why do you need me to reiterate everything you already know?”
Tanor sighs, “Mr Brady…”
“I understand you have a job to do, but this is just overkill. You have everyone’s statements. I got home to find my men shot and that fucker with a gun pointed at my pregnant wife. I shot him before he got the chance to shoot her. He is dead isn’t he?” I have to double check, that fucker’s like Houdini.
“Yes, Mr Brady, he’s dead,” Tanor says, the corner of his lips turning up as he tries not to smile.
“Are we done?”
Spinelli nods. “Yeah Hudson, we’re done. I wish your wife a speedy recovery.”
“Thanks.” I nod as I turn on my heel and walk back into the hospital.
“Boss, is there anything you need from me?” David asks, his voice tight.
I stop walking and look at him. His eyes are dark, the way they go when he thinks of his wife. “No, you’ve done more than enough for me, David. Take some time, however much you need.”
He nods. “In your debt,” he grunts.
“No, you’re not.”
He glares at me. “I’m in your debt.”
I shake my head, he’s not going to listen to me no matter what I say to him. “Go, and David, I meant what I said. Take as long as you want.” He pats my shoulder as he walks past me. I walk toward Mia’s room, relieved that this shit is all over. There’s only one thing left for me to do and that’s talk to mom.
Mia’s eyes are on me as I enter her room, she’s wide awake and I’m wondering when she woke up. “Where did you go?” Her voice thick with sleep.
“I had to talk to the cops, it’s done now. How long have you been awake?”
She smiles. “It’s over?”
Sitting down on the bed beside her I take her hand. “Yeah, Princess, it’s over. That fucker isn’t going to hurt anyone ever again.”
Tears form in her eyes. “Thank God.” She leans forward and presses a kiss against my lips. “How is everyone?”
“They’re good, no one is going to die. Dad’s got the longest recovery. He lost a lot of blood. He’ll be fine though.”
“Are they all still here?”
I frown. “I think so, why?”
“I want to say thank you. They risked their lives for us, Hudson.”
“I’ll check and see if I can get them here.” I get to my feet and place a kiss to her cheek. “Do you want anything?”
She shakes her head and winces a little. “No, I’m okay, thank you.”
“Are you in pain?”
“No,” she replies and I narrow my eyes. She sighs. “Not like you think, I’ve got a headache and when I shook my head it hurt. I’ll be fine.”
I glare at her. “If it doesn’t ease, I’m calling the doctor.”
“Hudson, I’m fine.”
“Mia, I’m not taking any chances. If it doesn’t ease in the next twenty minutes I’m calling for the doctor.” She nods at my words.
Walking out of her room, I’m surprised to see the men standing outside. “You okay?” I ask them in general.
“Yep, fucker couldn’t shoot straight,” Coby says with a smile.
“I’m good boss,” Cormac says as Dylan and Roland nod their agreement.
“It’ll take a lot more than a bullet to stop us. Your dad’s fine, he’s annoying the hell out of the nursing staff. He wants to go home,” Jagger informs me.
“Mia wants to see you all.” Aaron and Rory take a step backward. “Oh no, she wants to see you two as well.” I smirk at their shocked faces.
"How is she doing?" Jagger asks as the men walk in ahead of us.
"She seems to be okay, the next twenty four hours are crucial. She had a placental abruption. The doctor said it isn't severe, it's less than two centimeters. The pain is gone, so we're hoping that she'll be able to carry the baby to term."
"Fuck," he whispers. "Thank fuck that asshole is dead."
"A-fucking-men," I mutter as Jagger and I enter the hospital room. The men are standing around waiting for Mia to say something, she's staring at them with tears in her eyes. "Princess?"
She shakes her head. "Sorry," she whispers, "Jagger," She says with a fond smile, "Aaron." She looks at him, she loves him just as she does Jagger and David. He cares for her just as much. "Rory, Cormac, Ronald, Dylan, and Coby." Her smile grows with each and every name. "Thank you. From the bottom of my heart, thank you."