1Thanks for all that reviewed my other two chapters and im happy to present the next chapter.
Chapter Three
I slowly opened my eyes and found myself to be in a white room. The unmistakable beeping noise told me that I was hooked up to an Iv, meaning I was in a hospital. I heard the sound of rustling clothes when Tank came into view.
"What happened? Why am I here?" I asked.
"You tried to save Bomber and you've now been unconsious for the past two days."
I then remembered what had happened as it all came back to me. Steph jumped off of the bridge after she saw Morelli and her family. I then jumped in after her hoping to be able to save her from drowning. I remember hitting the water and feeling pain rush across my body from the impact, it stopped me none-the-less. I bobbed up to the surface for one last breath of air before decending into the depths below.
When I finally found her she was already unconsious. I had taken the knife from my boot to detach her body from the brick holding her down. I grabbed her limp body and pulled her up to the surface and then to the shore. As soon as I hit land I collapsed on the ground and fainted hearing the faint sound of sirens.
"Is Steph... alright?" I asked worriedly, hoping that I did get to her in time.
"Yeah shes fine. She's still unconsious though. They had to drain all the water that had gotten into her lungs. She has a steady heartbeat and no major injuries. Unlike you, you have two broken ribs."
I let out a breath I had unknowingly been holding in. Two broken ribs was worth it since I was able to save her. I don't know what I would have done if she died. I was always able to protect her from stockers and gang members, but I never suspected to be saving her from her family.
"Where is she now?"
"On the other side of that curtain." Tank said pointing at a long white curtain which split the room in two.
I slowly tried to sit up, trying to keep the pain in my chest to a minimum. Tank took my arm to help me slide past the curtain. He lowered me into the chair that was set beside her bed and I reached out to grab her hand. I looked up at her face, her beautiful blue eyes were closed and her curly brown hair rested beside her head.
Shortly after a man with short brown hair, green eyes, and a white vest came in. Considering the white vest we presumed that he was the doctor.
"Im Dr. Cambell, im assuming you Carlos Manoso since the other bed is empty?"
"Yes I am."
"I hear that you are also known as Ranger, is this correct?" The doctor scanned the clipboard that he held in his hands.
"Yeah thats right."
He then looked up to me with a serious and conserned face. "How would you consider yourself to Ms. Plum? Friend? Enemy?"
How would I consider myself to Stephanie? I couldn't consider her as a friend by the way I had left her alone when she obviously need me most. I wouldnt say enemy either, nor anything else. So how would I consider myself to her?
"We're co-workers."
"Well we wanted you to see something, hoping you could tell us what it meant." I looked at him curiously as he rolled up her left pant leg. What I saw left me speechless. On the inside of her calf she had carved the name, 'RANGER' into it. This was what had caused her leg to bleed the same time as her arm.
Dr. Cambell left the room to give me time to process it all. Tank stayed beside me with a hand on my shoulder. Both our eyes never left her leg.
"Man what does this mean? Did she find you to be an enemy or a friend or... more?" I stayed silent not knowing what to think of it. "Im thinking we should pull her leg down and put you back in your bed. I have Junior at the door not letting anyone in and I bet other people are going to want to visit." I slowly got up with Tanks help and laid back down in my own bed with the curtain drawn so I could see her from my bed.
For the next few hours people and doctors came and went. First came Bobby and Lester, Lula and Connie, Hal and Junior. Morelli tried to make his way in with Eddie but Tank happily escorted him out and gave him his own hospital room and bed. Her sister Valerie, Albert, the three kids, Grandma Mazur and Frank came in. Tank decided to let her mother in only because it was her daughter. If it was anyone else she would be in the same position as Morelli.
As the room became quieter I had Tank once again assist me over to the chair beside her. As I grabbed her hand and stroked it with my thumb, her body stirred. I looked at her face and to my suprise her eyes slowly opened. When she opened them fully her eyes shot straight to mine. For the first time for a while I saw the sparkle in her eyes that I thought she lost.
As soon as she smiled I felt a tear fall down my cheek as I smiled back at her. Happy to know that she was finally back.
Yeah so I was debating wether or not I should continue with them in the hospital or if I should have it a few weeks/months later. Love you all!
