Hawk
We should have felt relief when we got the call telling us Meredith Redding finally caved and gave Sin and Lick the location of her son. It should have been smooth sailing when we had guys in the area keep watch on the house to ensure that mommy-dearest didn’t tip off the prodigal son–so he would have ample opportunity to escape. But those feelings never come. Not when Lick calls us, breathing heavily, telling us that things have gone to shit. Sin killed Tyson, grabbed Savannah, and got the hell outta dodge.
As a unit, the guys, along with Jenni, Lily, and Bianca make our way to the hospital. As soon as we arrive, we inform the emergency room of the possible trauma coming in. It takes Sin and Lick a couple of hours to reach us, but when they do all hell breaks loose, and it isn’t only coming from Sin. Lick is barking orders right along with him.
“I’ve never seen shit like it, and I’ve seen a lot of it in my day,” Lick says, recounting what he and Sin saw when they got to Savannah. “That son of a bitch and I mean that shit literally because Meredith Redding is one class act bitch, bleached Savannah’s hair. He had her chained, fucking naked, to a cinder block fucking wall with her damn feet tied to the metal footboard. Fuck me…”
I spend hours listening to everything that went down, so I excuse myself from the group and take a breather outside of the waiting area. Pulling out my phone, I call the only person I want to hear right now.
“Hey, everything all right?”
“No… I don’t know.” I shake my head. “I just wanted to hear your voice.”
“You know if I could, I’d be there with you right now.” By the tone of her voice, I know she means it.
“I know.”
“Do you want to talk about it?” she says with a grunt, and I know she’s pushing her cleaning cart.
“Not really. Have you seen Rose today?”
“Yeah.” She strains again. “It’s a good day.”
“How’s Sam?”
“He’s the same. He’s still asking when you’re coming home.”
My stomach clenches. This entire situation is fucked up. I’m not where my heart is telling me to be. I should be LA with Tessa and Sam. But my mind says I’m Fury and this is where I’m needed. Here, with the people who have stood by my side for most of my life.
“Tell him I’ll be there as soon as I can. That if he needs me, then he can call me.”
“I’ll tell him.”
“That offer goes for both of you,” I tell her.
She laughs. “Is it selfish of me to say the only thing I want is for you to come back here as soon as you can? I kinda miss the feel of your arms around me.”
“Damn it, woman. Now you're just mean. You have no idea how much I miss the feel of you wrapped around my–”
‘Code Blue,’ a robot voice echoes from the speakers, ‘Code Blue.’ It blares again.
I look up and see a medical personnel rush towards Savannah’s room.“Shit!”
“What? What’s wrong?”
“Por favor, no tome to de mí. No otra vez.” Bianca stands in the doorway of Savannah’s room. Spanish is flying from her mouth as tears stream down her face.
“It’s Savannah. I gotta go.” I end the call before I she gets the chance to say good-bye.
People shout, giving orders about pushing medicine into the I.V. I hear the order to move as they wheel a now unconscious Savannah out of the room. Her arms are slightly hanging over the side of the bed. A nurse in dark blue scrubs has a balloon type pump in Savannah’s mouth, gripping it while she counts out loud. As soon as they pass, Bianca rushes into the room.
If Savannah doesn’t pull through, Sin is going to be lost to us forever.