Your Love Is King
"Where is he?" Gina marched through the reception of the hospital, Nick and Dan having to speed up to keep up with the inspector,
"PC.."
"Inspector Gold." Gina flashed her warrant card.
"Ah." The doctor looked momentarily embarrassed before nodding. "If you'd come this way..."
"Stay here." Gina directed the other two officers, before following the doctor through a maze of corridors, coming to stop outside the emergency room. Gina looked at the doctor before swallowing and looking back through the small window in the doorway, her gaze immediately settling on where Smithy was being fussed over by doctors and nurses, still unconscious as the machines beeped around him. She paled more considerably than she was already, before reaching out to open the door.
"I'm afraid you can't go in there." The doctor reached out, stopping Gina's hand. "I'm sorry."
"My officer-"
"I can show you to the relatives room if you'd like to wait for news on Dale's progress?"
Gina swallowed and lifted her gaze back up to Smithy's face, before nodding slowly. "How's Charlie?"
"Charlie?" The doctor looked momentarily confused before remembering. "Ah, she's in the relatives room with their daughter."
"Daughter." Gina's gaze widened. "Rebecca's here?"
The doctor nodded and slowly lead Gina along, the two of them stopping outside the room, Gina glancing back along the corridor, before slowly opening it.
Inside Charlie was curled up almost in a ball, still crying hard as she clung to the bottom of the jumper she was wearing, using the edge to wipe her already red eyes. Rebecca was the first one to look up from where she was playing with some duplo bricks, beaming up at Gina, toddling over to her, "Hiya Nana!" She giggled, lifting her arms up to Gina.
"Hello sweetheart…" Gina forced a smile, picking her up before carrying her over towards Charlie.
The doctor smiled tightly at Gina, closing the door after her, leaving them to it.
"…Charlie?" Gina said softly, standing beside the settee Charlie was curled up on. "Charlie…"
"He…he might…he could die…" Charlie hiccupped and sniffed, not looking up.
"That won't happen…" Gina sat beside the smaller woman, settling Rebecca on her lap, before gently touching Charlie's arm.
"I can't lose him..." Charlie hid her head back in the jumper, her small frame shaking from the force of her hugs.
"Mamama." Rebecca patted Charlie's shoulder, frowning down at her.
"You won't." Gina wrapped an arm around Charlie's back, guiding her head to her shoulder, gently stroking her hair. "Shhh," She soothed softly. "He'll be fine…"
Charlie hid her head in the inspector's neck, one hand tightly clutching the collar of her uniform shirt, the other tightly holding on to Rebecca as she sobbed. "They won't let me see him." She forced out eventually. "I need to be with him…"
Gina sighed softly and rested her head on Charlie's, watching Rebecca as she peered curiously at them.
"Miss Rogers?" The door opened a little while later and a kindly looking nurse appeared, "Charlie?"
Charlie's head shot up and she rubbed her eyes. "How is he?" She asked, her grip on Gina tightening considerably.
"He's gone up to theatre." The nurse smiled.
"What happened?" Gina looked up. "How is he?"
"He's been very lucky." The nurse closed the door after her. "He was shot from quite a distance and the bullet missed any vital organs."
"He's going to be ok?" Charlie stared at the nurse, almost dreading hearing the next words the nurse would speak.
"It's too early to say what the damage is at the moment…"
Charlie's head dipped again and she started crying again, lifting Rebecca up from Gina's lap, cuddling her tightly against her as she cried, Gina clicking her tongue in irritation at the nurse.
"The signs are good…" The nurse attempted to calm Charlie, earning herself a glare from Gina.
Rebecca attempted to settle against Charlie, wriggling on her lap attempting to sit down anywhere that wasn't Charlie's stomach, glaring at the small bump as Charlie tightened her grip on her, pulling her head back to look at her. Rebecca pouted and wriggled, before giggling softly as Charlie brushed her hair back, trying to bat her mothers hand down.