"Unke Cwistian, I want momma!"

Oh shit! I was hoping Jaxson would stay asleep a little longer. I don't know what is going on with his mom but I know that telling him that she collapsed is the wrong thing. What do I do? What do I do? Jaxson's lip starts to quiver, I think he is going to start , Grey!

"Jaxson the doctors are just checking on your mommy, they will be back soon. Do you want to open some of the presents I brought for you?"

That seems to do it. He still looks a little upset but the promise of new presents has him distracted; at least for the moment. Where the fuck is Mia? I text Mia quickly.

C: Mia where are you? **

I hand Jaxson the first gift. I have no idea what is inside these gifts. I asked Taylor and the store manager to arrange a variety of toys. I have no idea what a three year old would like. At least Taylor has Sofie, I don't have the slightest idea. The toys I usually purchase come from a completely different type of toy store and are not for kids. (LOL! Nice one there!)

An ear-piercing squeal brings me out of my thoughts of floggers, whips and canes.

"Jaxson what is wrong?" I think he burst my ear drum.

"Tank you Unke Cwristian, I love Paw Patrol."

He is screaming over a bunch of toy dogs that have weird trucks. Okay whatever keeps him distracted. The squealing continues as he opens each gift. That can't be good for him. The first few squeals sent the nurses racing in concern. Now they just come in every twenty minutes to check on Jaxson and adjust his IVs. After each present Jaxson thanks me then explains why it is the best present ever. Toy dinosaurs, super heroes, cars, and host of other gifts keep him occupied for the next ninety minutes. He is quite adorable. What the hell Grey?! Since when do you think things are adorable?

Finally Grace walks in, giving Jaxson the biggest hug. I wonder if that is what she has missed since I would never let her hold me as a child. Even now I can barely stand a quick peck on the cheek. Would things have been different if I let her hold me like she is holding Jaxson? I don't know why I am thinking about my childhood so much today. I try not to dwell on it, if only my nightmares would stop. It would be fantastic if Flynn never brought it up either. I will have to talk to him, today has been so strange.

"Hi Gwammy Gwace, I missed you!"

Grace sits on the hospital bed and places Jaxson on her lap, she holds on to him so tight and hugs him again. It is the hug that never ends. I wonder if she has forgotten that I am even here.

"Hi sweet pea, how are you feeling?"

Jaxson looks as if he is going to start crying again.

"Where is my momma?" he whispers as the tears roll down his face. He has turned his body and is hiding his face into Grace's chest. "Is my momma gone?"

Jaxson's tears are falling down his face in full force. I feel my black heart hurting.

"Jaxson listen to me, momma is not gone. She loves you so much. My doctor friends are just helping her feel better."

Grace is trying to soothe him but I don't know if even she can calm him down. I hear her quietly start to sing while gently rubbing his back. I know thissong but I can't place it. I sit quietly mesmerized by Grace's singing. She used to play the piano and sing to me when I would wake up from a nightmare. Was this one of those songs?

Baby mine, don't you cry

Baby mine, dry your eyes

Rest your head close to my heart

Never to part

Baby of Mine

Little one when you play

Pay no heed to what they say

Let your eyes sparkle and shine

Never a tear

Baby of mine

If they knew all about you

They'd end up loving you too

All those same people who scold you

What they'd give just for the right to hold you

From your head down to your toes

You're not much, goodness knows

But you're so precious to me

Sweet as can be

Baby of Mine

Grace pulls out a few tissues and wipes Jaxson's tears. Another moment of hugging and he finally looks up and gives Grace a kiss on the cheek.

"Momma sings me that song." Jaxson whispers, he still seems like he is on the verge of crying again.

"I know, I remember when she would sing it to you as a baby. I used to sing it to my children. It is one of my favorites."

I am still clueless on what they are talking about. I know this is familiar but I don't know much else.

"Jaxson your momma is not feeling very well. She will be okay but we need to run some tests. Once that is done we will bring you to her room. It is bigger and that way you can be together. Does that sound alright?"

Grace is speaking so calmly to Jaxson. I can tell that she is trying to make sure he is not scared. She has always been my angel. This one time I will be alright with sharing. That feeling of helplessness when you are in a hospital alone is just horrible, I remember the feeling. Being scared and alone will not be in Jaxson's future, I'll make sure of it. (just thought it would be a nice touch to add that, but you don't need to) Again Jaxson just holds onto Grace. He is sitting so still it seems as though he might have fallen asleep, just then he pops up and has a big smile on his face like he just remembered something.

"Gwammy Gwace, Unke Cwistian got me presents do you want to see?"

Grace looks up. I think she is genuinely surprised. I just smile. I donate millions to different charities. A few hundred in toys won't break the bank.

"Christian that is very sweet of you, I am so proud of you. Your selflessness today makes me so happy. Jaxson I would love to see your new toys."

Grace reaches over and squeezes my hand. Her smile is truly amazing. I don't think she was this proud of me when I made my first million or even billion. I know money is not what is important to my mother but how can sitting with a little boy be so significant? I had Taylor pick the toys, I have sat in a chair for a few hours and I helped deal with Dr. Asshole. I didn't do anything really.

"Mom where is Mia? She was supposed to be here hours ago?" I question.

"Sorry Christian, I thought someone would have told you. After the gym Mia and Katherine went to the new sushi restaurant down the block from the gym. Apparently the reviews were exaggerated. Mia and Katherine have not been able to leave the restroom. I sent my physician assistant to give them some medication to help with the nausea but it needs to work out of their system. They wanted to come but I don't want to take the chance, with Jaxson and Ana's immune systems already compromised."

I don't know how my mom does it - she is having a conversation with me while playing with Jaxson and all the toys. She even knows how to transform the Optimus Prime Transformer that took Jaxson and me twenty minutes to figure out. She is remarkable. Finally I process what she just said.

"Compromised, what are you talking about? Are they okay?" What is going on? Now I am worried.

"Christian let me give Jaxson his meds, change his bandages and have Respiratory come in and give himbreathing treatment. His dinner should be at the nurse's station. Please let them know that I would like for it to be sent in. Once I get him to S-l-e-e-p we can talk about it. Are you okay staying or do you need to leave?" How can mom be so calm?

"I am not going anywhere mom. Have you eaten? I can have Taylor bring some food." It is the least I can do for mom. I doubt she will be leaving anytime soon.

"That sounds perfect darling; it will probably take another hour or two."

I sit in the corner of the room as they do some treatments, change the burn bandages and give some medications. I should be working but I only send a few emails. Jaxson is so brave. When he starts to cry I find myself holding his hand. I can't leave him, I just feel connected to him. Grace got called out of the room. Jaxson has started to cry and it isn't the "I miss my mom" cry. He is in pain. I press the nurse call button and pick up Jaxson and place him on my lap. I just embrace him and try to soothe him like Grace did but it isn't working. I am no good at this, I don't do compassionate, I am not hugs and love person. As I look down at Jaxson I see his face scrunched up, his face is bright red from the crying and his body is rolled up in a ball on my lap. Nurse Brenda walks in.

"Jaxson I am going to give you some medicine to help your pain. Can you point to what level your pain is at for me?" Nurse Brenda is speaking so calmly. I know I could never be as caring as the nurses.

She shows him a chart with the numbers zero through ten and under every other number is a series of happy and sad faces to one that looks like someone cut off his leg. He chooses a six although his screams of pain would say otherwise. She puts the medicine into the IV and within a few minutes Jaxson's cries have become quiet hiccups and he falls asleep.

"Do you want me to move him to the bed for you Christian?" Nurse Brenda questions.

She has been working with mom for fifteen years. She has known me since I was a kid. I know she is trying to help but I don't want to move Jaxson just yet.

"He should sleep for at least a few hours. Changing the bandages and the treatments wore him out." Nurse Brenda is giving me an out. It I can't put him down.

"Thank you but I will hold him for a little while. I want to make sure he is all the way asleep." Nurse Brenda smiles as she leaves the room. I don't think I am fooling anyone. I wonder what is happening to his mother? I would hate for him to lose her at such a young age.

Thank you to Jean and Hofit for helping me with my stories. You guys are the best.

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