So there will be one more chapter after this but you have to wait until I get to the airport for it. But until then enjoy and review. Stay Blessed I love all my readers!
After the scene was processed and people dwindled out of her house, Sam walked into the kitchen and grabbed a bucket as Blaine looked after him. This wasn't his brother. This wasn't the strong leader of the Evans pack. Sam was broken and Blaine knew he needed help to fix him. Blaine pulled out his phone and dialed.
After making his phone calls he turned to Sam who was on the ground scrubbing.
"Are you ok?"
"This blood won't come up I may need to head to the store get something a little stronger."
Someone knocked on the door and Blaine gave a weak smile as his father walked through the door with Stevie. Blaine walked over to him and sighed.
"Hey dad thanks I have never seen him like this. I have to get to the hospital I told Mercy's dad I would meet him there and I didn't want to leave him alone here."
"We got it go ahead."
Stevie patted Blaine's back and walked over to Sam as Blaine left. Dwight bent down to Sam and placed his hand on his shoulder. Sam looked up to his dad with tears in his eyes and wiped his nose with his wrist. Dwight took the scrubber from his hand and pulled him up to him. Sam shook his head.
"I have to get this cleaned up. If her parents come in here or she comes home I don't want her to see this."
"Sam you need to be there for her and her family."
"Dad."
"Sam come on we will take you."
"I need to finish this."
"This can wait."
"NO IT CAN'T!" he screamed. "I WAS SUPPOSED TO PROTECT HER…and look what happened." His deep tone lowered and he put his hands on his waist.
Dwight pulled his son to him and hugged him tightly.
"It's going to be ok. Mercy is going to be ok. I know you're hurting right now and that is ok but you will regret it if you don't go up there."
"I know I just. I can't see her like that. She was so lifeless on this floor and…I spent ten years of my life protecting strangers and when it came to protecting to woman I love I couldn't."
Stevie stepped up and moved closer to them.
"You love her?"
Sam looked towards his brother and then back to his dad. He knew before he knew he loved her even before he met her, it was obvious now. "Mercedes was the most beautiful and amazing woman who has ever come into my life and in this little time I have known her I know I don't want to live without her."
Stevie hit his brother on the back then handed him a new shirt as Dwight walked his boys to the door.
"Then let's get you to the hospital so you can be there when she wakes up."
Sam pulled off his blood stained shirt and replaced it with the new one.
"And if she doesn't?"
"She will."
Sam walked over to his mother and Amelia as they sat in the waiting room. Mary stood hugging her son. She wanted to ease the pain she saw in her son's eyes. She knew he was in pain and she wished there was something she could do about it. Anything she could do about it. He bent down to Amelia and hugged her.
"Have you heard anything?"
"She's in surgery. They are trying to remove the uh bullets." Tears slid down her face as she spoke those words. Sam hugged her again and grabbed her hand in his. He closed his eyes praying that Mercy was ok and promising if she made it out alive he would spend the rest of his life protecting her. He loved her more than anyone he had ever loved in his life. She was someone he had to have in his life he knew that without her things would never be normal.
Mercy awoke feeling agonizing pain throughout her body. She glanced around the room and smiled seeing her dad in a chair reading.
"Hi daddy." She whispered trying to clear her throat. Jonathan sat up grinning at his daughter.
"How are you feeling?"
"Sore how long have you been here? How long have I been here?"
"You have been sleep for almost 36 hours and I just started my shift. I made Sam leave to get some rest he was really worried about you."
She looked away from her father and he frowned looking at her.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing."
"Come on talk to me."
"I don't know daddy. I was shot and left for dead after being kidnapped, held hostage and cut, life is short and I want to make the most of it and I want to be with Sam I want to spend the rest of my life with him and I know it's only been a few weeks but I know that."
"So what's the problem?"
"What if he doesn't want to be with me?"
"I don't think you are going to have that problem."
"How do you know? How do you know that right now he isn't running for the hills? Or that he is with me because he feels sorry for me."
Before her father could answer Sam walked through the door. His face broke into a wide grin as he moved over to her.
"Mercy! You're awake! How are you feeling? Are you ok? Do you need anything?"
She took her hand in his and Jonathan stood bending over kissing his daughter on her cheek.
"I am going to let everyone know that you are ok."
He marched out the room and Sam moved closer to her and kissed her lips.
"I was so scared and worried about you but everyone has been so supportive."
He grinned down to her but pouted when she didn't return his enthusiasm.
"Ok what's going on?"
She looked at him and sighed.
"How long are we going to pretend?"
"Pretend."
"Pretend that this is going to work. Pretend that once I leave here from this hospital we are going to still be together."
"You told me you were in love with me."
"What?"
"When you called me you told me you were in love with me. Were you lying?"
"No. you know how they say life flashes before your eyes when you are close to death?"
"Yes."
"I didn't see my past relationships or my past I saw my family. And I saw you. Everything we were and everything you could be to me and I could be to you."
"So what's the problem?"
"The problem is I'm scared."
"Everything you have been through and you are scared of me?"
"No I am scared that he is going to come back and take me from you."
"Dom isn't going to be coming back to hurt you."
"How do you know he made bail once?"
"Dom drew his gun outside your home and was killed on scene."
"What?"
"He will not attack you anymore he can't hurt you anymore. So when you get out of here and go home you can live in peace."
"I can't go back there."
"What?"
She slowly sat up but fell back in pain.
"He took my home from me. Even if he is gone I can't go back there without thinking about him shooting me. Or now him dying on the Porch. I loved that home and now it's just not what I need."
"So move in with me."
She looked at him lost for words. He smiled at her and tool her hand into his.
"You mean that world to me and I am so in love with you. And I know I want to spend the rest of my life with you. And before you say anything I know because I know that you are so sweet and so amazing. You are kind and funny. You bring out this light in me I never knew I had. You make all my dreams come true and I cannot wait to make you my wife."
"I don't know what to say."
"Say yes."
