Shari called her mother quickly to come over and watch Danitra. She gave no explanation, only that she had to go. Then she hopped into her car and drove. When she reached St. Grace Hospital, she ran inside, found directions and sprinted to Nicky's room. Chief Williams said that Nicky was in stable condition. He'd gotten a few minor burns on his hand, and a little smoke inhalation.
When she saw his face, the first thing she did was smother it with kisses. She looked into his eyes. They were tired, and she could see the fear that hadn't completely subsided, much like her own. But he was smiling.
" Nicky. Thank God you're okay. You had me so worried. I love you so much."
" I love you too," he wheezed, wrapping his good arm around her. " I was so worried about you and Danitra. Baby, I'm so sorry. So where is my little girl anyways?"
" Oh, I got my mom to come over. She was sleeping. I came as soon as they called. But how are you? Can you come home?
" Tomorrow morning I can probably be released. Poor Donald, though. He got some moderate burns to his neck and chest. I don't know how long he'll be here for."
" I'm so glad you're OK. Oh, that reminds me. You're mom called a little while ago. She's having this little party next week to honour your dad. I told her I'd get back to her. Will you be up to going?"
" For sure. Nothing will stop us from going."
" Well, make sure they give you enough time off to recuperate. No fighting fires for the next few days."
" That is fine with me," whispered Nicky, kissing his wife's forehead and holding her closer.