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I only have a vest on because of the fucking bandage, but I did manage to get my cut on as well, so that's a fucking bonus, I guess. Some fucker came out of nowhere when we finally got intel on where they were hiding out. Budgie had to dig the fucking bullet out. I ensured all the fuckers were dead before I saw medical attention because no one was getting past me.
"I promise it's good, brother."
He sighs while running a hand through his hair. "Alright, but I want Doc to have a look when we get home." I nod, knowing it's useless to argue with him. "Right, let's get going then. We captured one of Hairy's guys last night; he's tough, so I thought your expertise would be handy."
I grin at his words and nod. "Alright, but we need to make a pit stop first."
He chuckles, "Yeah, your woman has been worried sick; if I don't take you to the hospital first, she'd have my fucking balls."
I grin wider at his words.
Maybe my being gone is what she needed to see we're meant to be.
An hour later, we arrive at the hospital and head inside to search for my girl. We go to reception before being directed to the ER, where I find my woman being flirted with by a soon-to-be-fucking-dead man who thinks he can go near her. I growl when I see his fingers run down her arm, and she raises a brow at him, looking extremely unimpressed. Axel chuckles as I walk up behind her and glare at the pretty boy fucker. He has the boy next door look with his perfectly fucking trimmed brown hair.
He swallows hard at my glare, and I growl, "Want to tell me why the fuck you're touching my woman?"
His eyes widen before he puts both his hands up and rushes away.
I hear Mel gasp before she quickly spins around. Her eyes instantly water before she throws herself at me. I manage to catch her with my good arm and squeeze her tight to me before she rasps.
"Your home. You're ok."
I sigh and hold her tighter, feeling fucking guilty for not being able to contact her in six days. "I'm ok, Precious; I'm ok."
She sniffles and holds me tighter, making me grunt with the shooting pain going through my shoulder, making her pull back in confusion, and just like Axel, panic etches over her face, seeing my wound. I barely get a word out before she grabs my good arm and shoves me into a cubicle while Axel laughs, following us.
She places her hands on her hips while nodding to my top.
"Off now."
I try not to smirk at her stern voice and do as she says, knowing how worried she is, so I slowly and carefully pull my cut and vest off while wincing a little. Fucking shoulder gunshot wounds kill, especially when your teammate has to dig the fucking bullet out.
She carefully unwraps my shoulder while Axel smirks, "Well, it looks like I don't need to get Doc to look at it after all."
I just chuckle while Mel ignores us both as she takes off the dressing.
Her tears fall when she notices the bruising and redness around the wound.
Fuck.
I look towards Axel, and sympathy shows in his eyes. "I'll wait outside, brother." He kisses Mel on her head before leaving us alone, and I cup her cheek with my right arm and wipe away her tears. "Precious?"
I rasp, and she lets out a sob: "I could ha-have lost you."
Shit.
I wrap my arm around her and hold her to me tightly. "I wouldn't have let that happen, baby; we have a lifetime of happiness together. I told you I'm not giving up on us."
She sobs harder, holding me tightly on my right side, ensuring not to hurt me, and my grip on her back tightens. The curtain opens minutes later, and Meghan enters. She instantly sags in relief at seeing me but quickly goestight when she sees my bullet wound and rushes over while Mel pulls back to inspect the wound.
She sniffles. "They had to dig the bullet out, didn't they?"
I nod, and she sobs some more.
Damn, I hate her tears.
I grip her cheek while Mel grabs some more bandages. "I promise you, I'm ok."
