A/N not mine. I own nothing.
Slowly Suffocating
I couldn't breathe, my lips were turning blue. Nothing I did helped. I dialed 911. Something wasn't right, I felt like I was dying. My heart was racing, I was dizzy, and knew that any minute I was going to pass out. I just needed to hang on for a few more minutes, help would be there soon.
As the EMS arrived, so did Joe, and Ranger. Joe was standing there furious, yelling and flapping his arms wildly. Ranger, well Ranger looked scared. The fear that showed in his eyes, is what made me worry. Ranger was a badass, he didn't do scared. That was the last thing I remembered, before that blackness over took.
Two weeks later I woke up to the sounds of the hospital. The heart monitor sound funny, like my heart was racing. I had oxygen on, but still felt like I couldn't catch my breath. I looked up, and Ranger was sitting on a chair next to me sleeping. I reached out to touch his hand.
"Babe" he began, "Thank God, you're awake. I almost lost you."
"What's wrong?"
"I don't know. The doctors should be by soon, and tell us more."
He held my hand, rubbing small circles on the back. I could tell he wanted to say something, but was unsure about it. What the hell is going on. This wasn't like Ranger, he was showing so much emotion. The blank face was gone. I was scared out of my mind.
