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With that, I turn and head to the exit, knowing the prospects will handle the body, ignoring the pain in my father's and stepbrother's eyes, because they finally realize the depth of the pain I endured, slowly dying inside without my girl.
I leave the outhouse with my dad at my back, only to pause at the top of the steps to see my girl standing at the bottom in her scrubs, her arms crossed over her chest and a scowl on her face.
"Ah shit,"my dad mutters, and I nod.
I pout playfully, and muttet,"Thecat has caught us,"making him chuckle a little, and I smile a little.
Kennedy growls and points at me. "It's not funny. You're supposed to be in bed, not torturing people!"I raise a brow at how easily she said that, but she just shakes her head and states, "Don't give me that look. I'm not stupid; I know what you do and why."She throws her hands up, my eyes catching the bandage on her arm, making me tense as she states, "I mean come on, Lucas, I buried a flipping body for you after I watched you kill the guy!"
My eyes stay locked on her arm, and I growl coldly,"What the fuck happened to your arm, Kennedy?"
She winces at my anger, clears her throat, wrings her fingers together, and says,"Funny story, actually." I raise a brow as my dad snorts but coughs to try and hide it. I can feel the brothers behind me now, all watching the Lucas and Kennedy Show.
I swear if she got involved in something, putting herself at risk….
She puts her hand up in innocence. "Becky decided to screw a patient's father in the bathroom. When the mother went to use the facilities, she caught them, and then grabbed a scalpel that Becky somehow brought to NICU instead of discarding it."My brows hit my hairline. "And then the mother went to stab Becky, which I was all for, until Becky, the coward that she is, decided to hide behind another mother and her preemie. I may have stepped between them and got cut."
I step down the concrete steps, my body vibrating—fucking Becky….
She gives me a weak smile and says,"For what it's worth, I got to watch a woman being tackled by someone other than me. The husband instantly regretted his actions and started begging his wife to forgive him, and I got to punch Becky in the face when she started goading the woman."
I shake my head at her as I get closer while Snake asks,"Did the bitch at least finally get fired this time?"
Kennedy smiles and nods, confirming, "She did, indeed, and I got a round of applause from a lot of parents. Claudia sent me home after I…uh…." She looks at me as I stand in front of her, raising a brow, daring her to finish the sentence. She clears her throat and says,"After I got stitches,"really quickly, and I growl.
She throws her hands up and stomps her foot like a child, making it really hard not to laugh at her until she states,"Come on! I got to finally hit the bitch, you can't be mad at that—and your out of bed!" She bites her lip and asks, “Call it even?”
The brother's burst out in laughter, and I chuckle, pulling her into my arms, ignoring the pull in my stomach. My nose instantly goes into her neck as I rasp, "I love you, my Pixie, but please, stop putting yourself in danger; my heart can't handle it."
I feel her melt into my body, her arms gently resting around my waist, careful of my stomach. Her face presses into my chest as she whispers, "I'll try. I love you, Lucas, so much."
I smile, gently running my nose along her neck, and I whisper, "Let's go home, baby; I'm done being stuck in the medical room."
She pulls back, concern etching her features, and croaks, "But…."
I gently kiss her lips, silencing her, then whisper,"Did you know that I live with the love of my life? Who happens to be the best nurse in the state? I want to go home, Pixie, just you and me."
Her eyes shine as she smiles, moving her head so her forehead rests on my chin. Then she asserts,"As soon as you show any discomfort, you're going back to the medical room where all the equipment is."
I chuckle but nod in agreement, before looking behind me. All the brothers are grinning wide, happy that we've finally found ourselves together. I ask,"Which brother fancies taking us home?"
Sniper grins wide and steps forward, spinning the club's truck keys on his finger, making me laugh as I guide my girl to the truck. But not before she throws the quad keys to Snake, who chuckles loudly.
I hold my girl tight against me, finally feeling at peace.
27
Kennedy – One Week Later
"My dearest Pixie," I whisper into the empty cemetery, leaning against my daughter's headstone, as I play with my necklace that holds her ashes. “I had a dream last night. I was standing at the altar in a black suit, and you were walking down the aisle toward me in the most perfect white dress, a small bump showing in the lace.
I was happy, so fucking happy. When you were just in reach, my alarm went off, and I woke up.
It felt real, yet you weren't laying beside me wearing my ring, rounded with our child.
I can't breathe, Pixie. I need you back.
You should be living with me now, pregnant with our child, and wearing my ring, but you're not; you're gone. You didn't let me explain. You forgot who I was, let your hurt cloud your judgment, and left. I went after you, and I drove for hours hoping to catch up with you, but you were gone.
