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Chapter 11
Dyson didn't even bother turning off the car as he jumped out and raced into the house. Hale and Trick were on his heels as he shoved open the door. He spotted her immediately. Kenzi was lying motionless on the floor of the foyer. Her beautiful raven hair was strewn around her head in a careless fashion. Her arms and legs where bent at odd angles as if she'd fallen there. His stomach and heart both lurched.
"Kenzi." He breathed out her name and rushed forward, dropping to his knees he gathered her limp body into his arms. She was bruised and broken from head to toe. He looked up and saw Bo in the kitchen, a large cut across her head, it had stopped bleeding but he pointed at her.
"Hale, check on Bo." He said. The lights came on in the house and Dyson got a good look at the small girl in his arms. Her tank top and shorts didn't hide much at all. She had deep purple and blue bruises around her thighs, arms, and shoulders. Her ankle appeared to be broken, it was twisted the wrong way, swollen, and blue. He didn't have time to look at her anymore, she needed to go to a hospital.
"Dyson, Bo's ok, she's waking up. But Daniel's gone." Hale said. Dyson didn't care, he could find him later. He slipped his arms under Kenzi carefully and lifted her up.
"Get Bo, we're going to the hospital." Dyson said as he rushed out the door. Moments later Bo, Hale, and Trick were coming out of the house as Dyson was trying to ease Kenzi into the backseat.
"Hale, drive." Trick said. Bo slipped into the car and turned toward them in the backseat, tears were in her eyes as she looked at her best friend.
"Oh god…I'm so sorry." Bo said shaking her head.
"It's not your fault Bo." Dyson said shaking his head. He laid her head down in his lap carefully as the car pulled off. Bo lifted her hand to her mouth as a sob broke through. Dyson's hand ran over Kenzi's beautiful black hair gently.
"She'll be ok. I know she will." Dyson said.
Dyson paced the waiting room floor, back and forth, back and forth, wall to wall. He had to be making the other people in the room nervous. Bo was standing with a large white bandage across her forehead, her hand in her mouth, chewing her nails. Hale was in a chair nearby, leaning heavily on his knees, his head in his hands. Trick was back at the Dal, doing his best to find out more about Naomi. A short attending came in with a file and she smiled at the group.
"McKenzi Vice?" she asked. Dyson looked up and nodded.
"That's us." He said. She nodded and waved them forward. They followed her in a line down the hallway and around a corner into a small consult room.
"Just one moment, Dr. Halbert will be in with you in just a minute." She smiled and walked out. She didn't lie, because a moment later a tall brunette walked into the room. She was smiling an almost sad smile, but not quite.
"I'm Dr. Halbert, I'm McKenzi's doctor." She said sticking her hand out. Dyson took it and shook it but felt the need to correct her.
"She likes to be called Kenzi." He said. The Dr. nodded quickly and smiled that same sad smile.
"Ok, so onto the news. I have good, bad, and great." She said.
"When Kenzi fell she sustained several injuries. The bad news is that she has a broken ankle, two broken ribs, a dislocated shoulder, and a concussion. And the good news is that despite her fall she is very lucky because she could have broken her neck. The great news is that she woke up and was very lucid despite the concussion she sustained. We gave her some pain medication and she is resting now. We'll keep her overnight for observation, but she should be able to go home tomorrow afternoon." She said. Everyone seemed to let out the breath that they were holding and they nodded. They'd lied and told the doctor that she'd fallen down the stairs, when truthfully, they had no clue what had happened.
"Can we see her?" Dyson asked.
"Of course. Follow me." she said opening the door. She lead them out the door and back down the hallway, this time they turned a different corner and walked right into what would appear as organized chaos. Nurses and doctors were running back and forth, room to room, some speaking in hushed whispers, some yelling for another nurse or a doctor. Dyson looked away from them and followed the doctor right into the elevator.
"We moved her up to the second floor. The ER is a little hectic to keep patients for more than an hour in it." she said as the elevator dinged and the doors opened. They followed her once again down another hallway and to a door labeled 203. She pushed open the door and the group filed in. Dyson wanted to shoot himself in the foot when he saw her. She looked two sizes smaller as she lay wrapped up in bandages, with IVs here and there. The stark color of the bruises made her pale skin look paper white, and even though she only had a few things broken, there were bruises everywhere. From her head to her toes there were large bruises, small ones, and medium ones. The lower half of her leg was wrapped in a cast and hanging in a sling attached to the bar above the bed to keep it elevated. Her arm was in a sling, not because it was broken, just to limit the movement to her shoulder. And finally there was a white wrap around her head from where she'd apparently hit the ground. Dyson still didn't know what had happened, but he was aching to find out so he could hurt the person who'd done this the same way they'd hurt Kenzi.
"You guys can just have a seat around her. Visiting hours ended at 9 so unfortunately I'm going to have to ask you to leave in about an hour, however one of you are welcome to stay the night." The doctor said. They nodded and she made quick work of leaving the room.
An hour later, Bo and Hale had left and Dyson remained. Kenzi still hadn't woken up and Dyson didn't expect her to right now. She needed to rest, he understood that. While he would kill to be able to talk to her and apologize, she needed to sleep. Dyson leaned back in his chair and dialed Trick.
"Hey." Trick said.
"Hey." Dyson replied.
"How's Kenzi?" he asked.
"She looks rough. Broken ankle, broken ribs, concussion, dislocated shoulder. But the doctor said she'll be fine." Dyson said.
"Good, great. And how are you?" Trick asked. Dyson leaned forward and dropped his head into his hand as he rubbed the space in between his eyebrows roughly.
"I feel like pure shit. It feels like I'm the one who hurt her. She'd be perfectly fine right now if I wouldn't have insisted on bringing Daniel to the house and keeping him there." Dyson said.
"It's not on you Dyson. Lay off yourself. I've got an address for our girl. As soon as Kenzi is safe and sound at home you and Hale can go after her." Trick said. Dyson heard movement and he looked up. Kenzi's feet were moving slightly.
"Ok, I've got to go. Talk to you later." He said as he flipped his phone closed and stood up. Kenzi's head moved from side to side and then her beautiful bright blue eyes flickered open. Dyson watched carefully as she looked to the left and moaned. Not very loudly, but a small groan none the less.
"Hey, hey." Dyson said gently. Kenzi's head turned to him and her eyes widened more if it were even possible.
"Am I dead?" she asked in barely a whisper. Dyson smiled and shook his head.
"I'm no angel." He said.
"Didn't think so. There's no way being dead hurts this much." She said closing her eyes briefly and then opening them back.
"How are you feeling?" Dyson asked.
"Like I got run over by an 18 wheeler." She said with a small smirk.
"That bad?" Dyson asked.
"Then back up and run over again." Kenzi said.
"So what's the diagnosis?" Kenzi asked.
"Dislocated shoulder, broken ankle, two broken ribs, and a concussion, but the good news is that despite all that, your doctor says you're very lucid, and they are holding you overnight for observation. But once you get the all clear they'll let you go." he said. Kenzi nodded and looked up at the ceiling.
"Bo and Hale stayed as long as they could, but visiting hours were way over." he said.
"So they elected you to stay?" Kenzi asked, turning her face towards him.
"I wanted to." He smirked.
"Well I could imagine you'd prefer to be doing something a lot more fun." She said. Dyson pursed his lips and cocked his head to the side just a bit.
"Like?" he asked.
"I don't know, maybe Emily would know." Kenzi said as calmly as possible. Dyson closed his eyes for a moment. He should have known she wouldn't let that go.
"Kenzi look, that was a huge mistake. I was drunk, so was she, I know it's not an excuse, not at all, but I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." He said. Kenzi nodded slowly and pursed her lips.
"I get it, you're a man, you have needs, whatever, but you brought her in the house Dyson. I can't explain it, but that felt like betrayal. I mean we live there together, and even though we're not together, still. There's pictures of us, and our families, my clothes your clothes, all our stuff, and when you brought another woman in there, it just felt like…like…like I'd spent all this time working on this nice ass sandcastle and some mean kid on the beach decided to come knock it over and stomp on it with his big, harry, ugly feet." Kenzi said. Dyson couldn't help but laugh at her analogy.
"I understand you Kenzi and I'm sorry." He said again.
"I forgive you." Kenzi smirked. He nodded and pulled his chair up to the side of the bed where he sat down.
"Now, tell me what happened tonight?" Dyson asked as softly as possible. Kenzi looked over at him and sighed.
"I honestly didn't see the person at all, but it felt like a man. When he picked me up I mean, I didn't feel boobs or anything. I woke up because I just didn't feel right, and I walked to the stairs, I didn't see Bo in her usual place, so I walked to the end to see if she was in the kitchen or something, but then I saw her, lying on the ground. I screamed her name and went to run down the stairs, but someone grabbed my hair and jerked me back, right on my ass. That's when I called you, but as soon as I got the phone and yelled for you he hit me in the face. I dropped the phone, he grabbed me and threw me down the staircase. When I bashed into the wall I was dazed and all I saw was a pair of booted feet in my field of vision, then he lifted me again and tossed me almost effortlessly over the railing and onto the floor. I watched his boots walk by, go into Daniel's room, and then they both walked out and left. I passed out after that. I think I got a lick on him though, and maybe some scratches." Kenzi said. Dyson hadn't realized that his teeth had been gritted through the entire story. He was pissed, but he managed a slight frown.
"I feel like shit Kenz. What happened was my fault; I shouldn't have brought him to the house. I wish I could snap my fingers and make you better, but I can't. However, I can hunt down the son of a bitch that did this to you, and I can kill him." Dyson said. Kenzi smirked and nodded.
"That'll work." She said. Dyson smiled and nodded, "Perfect." He said.
"I need some sleep." Kenzi yawned.
"Rest, I'll keep my eyes open." He said. Kenzi nodded and closed her eyes. Dyson heard her soft snoring within minutes. He knew she was tired, but he was glad he'd had the chance to talk to her. She hadn't deserved what he'd done to her; she deserved a lot better than that. Dyson stared at her broken body and he made a promise to give her more, to give her better.
"I can do it myself Dyson." Kenzi said as she glared at him.
"Of course you can." He said as he lifted her small body into his arms effortlessly. He pushed the wheelchair out of his path with his foot and carried her up the stairs gently. He pushed the door to his bedroom open with his foot and went in.
"What are you doing? This is your room." Kenzi said.
"I know that, but I want you to stay in here, my bed is bigger, not to mention my shower has a seat in it that you can prop your ankle up in, and since you're going to be spending most of your time in bed until you heal, it helps that my TV is a lot bigger than yours." He smiled and eased her down onto the bed.
"And your cell phone here will allow you to ask for anything you want. Someone will always be here. Me, Bo, or Hale, and you just shoot a text and whatever you need will just be right up." he said nodding. Kenzi rolled her eyes and nodded.
"Sure, ok, because I'm apparently crippled and I can't do anything for myself." Kenzi smiled as sarcastically as she could. Dyson smirked and took two of his pillows, he slipped them under Kenzi's foot and propped it up. Dyson leaned back and his phone buzzed in his pocket. He lifted it quickly to his ear.
"Dyson." he said.
"Hey man. I've got eyes on our girl. I followed her from the bar to a house. I'm waiting for you partner." Hale said.
"Text me the address, be there in ten." He said. The call ended and Dyson pushed his phone into his pocket.
"I've got to go, but Bo is downstairs. Rest, relax, and don't work yourself up about anything." He said. Kenzi smirked and nodded.
"Yeah, ok, I'll be good." Kenzi said. Kenzi looked over him as he turned to the bedside table. He lifted his gun and badge and clipped both to his belt. Kenzi suddenly felt the overwhelming need to kiss him, just in case. She was worried about his safety, and that was a first.
"Hey D." Kenzi said casually.
"Yeah?" he asked looking over at her.
"Be careful ok." She said. Dyson frowned and cocked and eyebrow.
"I'm always careful." He said. Kenzi chuckled and nodded.
"Yeah, ok." She smiled.
"Alright Kenz, I'll be back soon." He said. He turned to leave but Kenzi used her good arm to reach out and catch his wrist, she pulled him to her, Dyson was caught off guard and he made it rather easier for her to pull him backward and down onto the bed next to her. Kenzi took the reins and she slipped her hand behind his head and pulled his mouth into hers. Dyson didn't pull back, he didn't even tense up, all he did was slide his hands onto her face and pull her against him to deepen the kiss. His tongue slipped into her mouth and Kenzi wanted to moan at how her lower parts cried out for attention from him but she restrained and when the kiss ended, both were breathless.
"Please be careful, I'm really starting to like you." She smiled. Dyson leaned his forehead against hers and nodded.
"I will. And ditto." He said.
"Bye Kenz." He said.
"Bye." She smiled. He pressed a quick kiss to her forehead and he stood up, turned, and left the room.
