First Comes Love…

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Chapter 7 (Bank: Part II)

Fox had listened as he heard crying in the background. The next thing he heard was Theresa's scream and a man shouting at her. He was beginning to goout of his mind, as all he could hear was static. He put his phone down and turned his attention back to the TV screen. He felt so helpless, not knowing if Theresa was ok, if their baby was alright,as he watched police standing with guns poised at the bank doors.

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The robbers started to gather people up and bring them near the vault. Theresa by now was only semi unconscious as she moaned lightly. One of the men had figured out how to open it and was beginning to fill one of the duffel bags with cash.

Theresa couldn't fathom as to how these men were planning to pull off this heist, they would obviously be wanted in many states. She had guessed that they wanted to keep the hostages as close to them as possible since she could feel herself being dragged. The man holding her pushed her across the room and she landed awkwardly on her side. Theresa screamed out in pain, the jolt snapping her back into full consciousness.

The older woman moved to her side and helped Theresa over to the wall where she and the young man, who actually happened to be going through medical school, tried to help her. Theresa had tears that slid down her cheeks in quick streams.

The young man tried assuaging her, trying to help her as well as not bring too much attention to them. "You'll be fine dear." Said the old woman looking at Theresa with scared but kind eyes. Theresa could only give a small nod before she was hit with more pain.

The young man stood and began to yell at one of the men. "You have to let this woman go! She needs medical attention!" He yelled his eyes defiant but full of tears that had not yet spilled. One of the men pointed his rifle towards him before glancing towards Theresa. "Please just let her and the young child go and you can keep the rest of us!" He yelled.

The robber kept his gun aimed at him but slightly turned his head to talk with one of his comrades. The man glanced back at Theresa before giving a slight nod.

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Fox stood from his desk and paced the room. He had been watching the little TV monitor and so far all he could see was the police running around. He prayed that Theresa was alright. "Mr. Crane?" Said Gina popping her head into his office. "I have your lunch." She said opening the door wider to show a plastic container and drink in her hands.

"Is something wrong Mr. Crane?" she asked moving to put his lunch on his desk. "I think so, there's a robbery at the First National Bank in Harmony and I think my wife might be in there." Gina poised her hand in front of her mouth in shock. "Is she alright." She asked with some concern.

"I don't know.. Um.. Can you cancel everything on my schedule today, I think I might take the rest of the day off." "Of course." She said before running out of his office. Fox looked around in somewhat of a daze before grabbing his coat and leaving his office.

He passed Gina's desk but before he could make it to the elevator she called out to him. "Mr. Crane!" He turned around just as she put down the receiver of her phone. "It's your wife they say that her body's being held at Harmony hospital." Fox went deathly pale before rushing to the stairs. He hurried down to the garage where his car was parked.

He tried not to let the fact that that his wife might be dead slip into his mind and drove as fast as he possibly could to Harmony Hospital.

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There was a steady beeping of a heart monitor as Theresa lay in the hospital. She slowly opened her eyes to see a white ceiling. She blinked a few times before glancing down at her arms. There was a few tubes and such hooked up to her and the monitor. Moaning, Theresa moved to sit up. This was ridiculous, why was she in the hospital?

She closed her eyes and tried to remember. Slowly it came back to her. The bank robbery. Had the men been caught or had they let her go, werethere were still innocent people being held against their wills? At that moment a nurse walked in to check on her. "Oh miss, you shouldn't be up." She said rushing towards Theresa. "Why? I'm fine." Theresa said, waving her off.

"If you want to make yourself useful just unhook mefrom these tubes." She said ready to rip them out herself. "I don't think so, the doctor didn't exactly give me permission to do that." "Well please go and ask." Theresa said with a little frustration. The nurse turned around reluctantly and left to find her doctor.

Theresa looked down at her pregnant stomach. She wondered if her babies were ok. Theresa placed her hands against her stomach praying to God that her developing babies would be ok.

Fox rushed into the hospital looking for any sign that his wife was alright. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He noticed the reception desk and began to approach the small looking woman. As he neared the receptionist Fox noticed a doctor standing not too far away. The man appeared to be very upset. Fox couldn't help himself so he strode over to him.

The man looked to be in his middle ages with dark brown hair and deep green eyes that held a great deal of wisdom and sadness. Fox cleared his throat causing the doctor to look up. "I don't mean to pry but um.. What's wrong?" The doctor gave Fox a small smile before taking a deep breath.

"A young woman came in not too long ago in somewhat of a critical condition.. She.. She was pregnant and well I did the best I could but I couldn't save the child... nor her." The doctor looked like he was well on his way to tears. Fox's heart had stopped. He was positive that this woman must have been Theresa. "She seemed like such a nice young lady, very pretty." The doctor sighed before patting Fox on the back and leaving him alone.

Fox felt like he couldn't breath, his breath was caught in his chest. He couldn't believe that this was happening to him again. Wasn't losing Theresa once enough, now he was losing her again and a child this time. Walking over to a corner where there were a few chairs he leaned against the wall were he slid into a sitting position, his head in his hands.

Tears streamed down his face as he sobbed. Why was it that they never could be happy? There was always something coming between them and now it seemed like the force keeping them apart had finally won.

Just as this was happening Theresa was starting to grow impatient. The Doctor had removed some of the tubes that she had been hooked up to but there were still a few left in her arms. She couldn't stand staring at the white washed walls and the small pieces of art that did little to liven up the room.

She didn't think that she could wait a few more minutes for the doctor to return so she yanked the needles from her arms, biting her lip and closing her eyes from the pain from doing so. Theresa stood and walked toward the door. She would eventually return to the room. She promised herself that she wouldn't leave the hospital for her babies welfare.

Just as she approached the door the nurse came and stopped her. Theresa rolled her eyes. God this is just what she needed. A nagging nurse. "Oh Lord.. Miss you shouldn't be out of bed!" She said looking down at Theresa's arms which were slightly bleeding.

"I'm sorry but I can't stay in this room for another minute or else I'm going to go insane!" Theresa said with exasperation. "I'm sorry but you're here for your own good." "Please I beg of you, let me out of my room and if you wont let me go by myself then just get a wheelchair and wheel me around just don't leave me in this room."

The nurse sighed deeply before giving in to Theresa's demands. "Fine but you stay here until I get back." She said while pointing a strict finger at Theresa. Theresa nodded before moving to sit in a chair and wait for her to return.

Soon the nurse returned with a wheel chair and set Theresa in it. The two where moving at a steady pace. Finally they were crossing through the lobby. Fox had stood solemnly, not seeing Theresa as she was rolled into the roomandTheresa didn't immediately see him due to the fact that a couple of news reporters came bursting through the room.

They looked around and moved in on Fox. They started swamping him with questions some nurses and a doctor moved in to tell them that they needed to leave but there protests against them were quickly ignored as question upon question was being asked. "Is you're wife alright? Will you press charges on these men? What are your thoughts about the bank you were being put in charge of being robbed?"

Theresa did her best to ignore these questions that just seemed like an annoying humming in her ears. Theresa whispered to the nurse to leave before the news crew caught sight of her. Fox in the middle of the mob of reporters was too distraught to answer anything, he tried his best not to break down in front of these people.

"Please I'm not answering any questions!" Yelled Fox pushing past some people but in turn came face to face with his thought to be dead wife. He stood for a moment staring in shock. She wasn't dead… He blinked a few times to make sure he wasn't seeing things before running toward Theresa. Theresa as fast as she could lifted herself out of the wheel chair and threw herself into his arms.

He began to cry again but this time with relief and happiness. His face was pressed against her head before he started to praise her with kisses to her face and hair. "You're alive. I thought you were.. Oh God Theresa." He said holding her face in his hands. "When I thought you died.. God I died with you." Theresa gave the smallest laugh. "We'll, I'm glad you're back." She said but there was no mistaking the emotion that was in her voice.

He pulled away and looked into her eyes. "Are you alright?" He asked. Theresa nodded her head. "I think so." She said glancing down at her stomach.

A/N: So sorry for the long wait. My computer has not been working and I just got it fixed today.

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