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Shattered

Faith

Clayton's Point of View

After I gain my composure and I head back to my security. The moment they see me they hand me a phone. "CLAYTON REYNOLDS!"

"Mike, I am unharmed." I assure him, trying to calm him.

"YOU ARE AN IDIOT! NOTHING IS WORTH YOUR LIFE!"

"I have Faith Cole." I respond, hoping this will stop the screaming.

"I'm sorry, what?"

"Not now. I need to check on her. I will be in touch." Before he could yell at me anymore I hang up. I find my way back to the V.I.P. party and in the corner I see Brooke sitting with Faith. Wincing I head over and sit down.

"Heart or feet?" Brooke asks, reading the pain in my face.

"Feet." I reply, causing Faith to jump a little and hug herself when she realizes I am close. "It's okay. I am not going to hurt you. No one is ever going to hurt you again."

"I don't know why I am here."

I study her for a moment. "Do you remember me Faith?"

"Vaguely, maybe," she answers studying my face, "I was told you are a friend of my brothers."

"I am also a friend of Alec Impavido." I answer softly. She gives me a sad smile. "You're going home Faith, that is why you are here."

"How? I know these people, how they work. There was a price."

"It's been paid." I assure her standing up. I walk out of her ear shot on my crutches and Brooke follows me. "Is she hurt?"

"Malnutrition, lots of bruising." Brooke answers in disgust.

"I honestly thought she was dead." I admit. "She is a dear friend of Alec's. Please do what you can." I frown. "I'll pay you for your silence."

"Who the hell is after you and your friends?" Brooke demands. "Why aren't you surprised by her condition?"

"Questions like that will put you in needless danger." I reply. "If you want to walk away when we get back to Texas that is fine. But right now I need you to be there for her. And I don't want you asking her a million questions."

"Are you into something illegal?"

"No." I answers coldly. The look on her face tells me she isn't going to let this go. Sighing I add, "I help those who are victims to violence get out. It doesn't make me very popular with criminals, which is why I got shot. Faith is a victim Brooke. Will you help her or do I need to call one of my other doctors?"

"So we're adding superhero to your fame then. I am surprised you don't have a damn cape." She bitches, with a smile.

"Capes are so last year." I laugh.

"I'll do what I can."

"Thank you." I smile, heading over to the girls. I tell them I am exhausted and that we really need to wrap this up. They ask for another half hour and I wait impatiently after I find my crutches. Brooke finds me after about twenty minutes. "How is she?"

"I think she is alright, but I would know more with x-rays."

"You remember that famous treatment that you hate?"

"What about it?" she replies skeptically.

"You are about to be in the middle of it. And be sure you cover your tracks. I don't want a single record left of what you are about to do."

"Say again?"

I pull my cell phone out. "We're going to be utilizing the resources of the nearest urgent care that is currently closed. You are getting the keys. When you are done, you will come back to the hotel."

"I like the plan. I can treat her better."

"Good, now humor me." I hold up my finger and then video conference Mike.

"Hey." he smiles when he answers.

"Look at me baby." I tell him drawing the camera all over my face. "Brooke." I wave. "Give Mike an update on my health." I hand Brooke the phone, keeping the camera off of Faith. Brooke assures Mike that I am just fine and then hands the phone back to me.

"What is going on?" Mike asks the moment he sees me again.

"Code Orange."

Mike's eyes widen in pure shock. "Clay!"

"It's boss." I correct. He gives me a look and I glare at him. "Text me the information. We need it now."

"On it." He replies reluctantly and hangs up.

I turn to the security team who has not left my side. "Get them to the cars I will text you the address. Make sure all evidence of your visit is erased. I need you to be ghosts." They give me a nod and I stand and place my mouth next to the leader's ear. "You can tell Mike about Faith tomorrow."

Without another word I make my way back stage where Monica and Lilly are finishing up with their final signatures. When we are semi-alone Lilly turns to me. "Clayton is that the cop that went missing in Texas?"

"Yes."

"Is this why we are in New York?" Monica asks.

"No." I admit. "I wasn't expecting this. I was hoping to get answers about Bobby."

"Did you get them?" Monica asks.

"No." I frown. "Just more questions." I shake it off, "We need to wrap this up. I want you ladies safe in our hotel in an hour."

I walk away from them on my crutches unsure what to even think, more or less do. "Fuck!" I curse out loud.

I get back to the hotel, battling a migraine. I know I can't sit on this forever but I am still working on dealing with it myself. I look at my phone and realize I have way too many text messages. I don't bother to read them. I know Mike is freaking out. Annoyed I send him one text assuring him I was fine and that I would explain in the morning. Before he could drive me even more crazy I turn my phone off.

I pick up my room phone and tell them I do not want to be disturbed. Then I sit and wait until there is a knock on my door. When I open it I find Brooke. "Where's Faith?"

"Next room." she shrugs. "You can open the adjoining door." I stand there looking at her. "You gonna let me in?"

"Yeah, sorry." I respond stepping aside.

She walks in making a beelines to the adjoining door, opens it, waves to Faith and sits down at the table. "She has a lot of healed fractures, but no internal bleeding."

"That's good."

"You seem upset Clayton. And I am not just talking about Faith and her health." She frowns, listening to my heart again. "Not to mention my phone is blowing up, Mike won't stop texting me."

"I just want to sleep." I frown. "But I need to hang out with Faith before I do."

"Why don't you let Lilly and Monica do that? I can give you something that will help you rest." I give her a dismissive look, she knows I hate medicine. "You need it Clayton, it's been a long day."

Agreeing with her I call the girls room and invite them over to mine. The moment they enter they rush at Faith offering her chocolate everything and promising a massive shopping sphere before they get home. I can't help but smile, because Faith may be a little overwhelmed by them but she is able to keep up with their enthusiasm. Thank the heavens her spirit wasn't broken.

"We can shop some here then fly to Portland the day of the concert. Maybe a little in Kansas but most definitely when we get home." Monica freights and starts asking about sizes. We all decide on room service we try to catch up. Mostly the girls are talking and that is okay. They end up ordering room service and watching a movie before Lilly and Monica head back to their room.

After I get ready for bed, I go to close the adjoining door.

"Please don't." Faith calls.

I stop and look at her. "Okay." Unsure what to say to her I run my hands through my hair. "I'm sorry if the girls were overwhelming."

"Don't be. It's nice. They are sweet. They didn't ask about any elephants or anything."

"Yeah, they are good people." I hesitate, "Would you like to call your brother?"

She thinks about it for a long while before shaking her head. "Not tonight."

"Okay, option is open when you are ready."

"Thank you." She replies.

I walk back into my room trying to absorb everything that has happened. Unsure what the hell to do next.