Chapter Eleven- Life or Death

Iggy POV

I paced. Up and down. Because there was no other way to keep my mind of what was going on only rooms away. Violet was dying. She could be dead already. We hadn't had enough time together. I loved her more than anything. If she died I didn't know how I would cope. It just seemed impossible.

"Iggy..." Max began.

"Shut up!" I growled. "Leave me alone." I didn't want any of them to tell me it would be okay or that she'd pull through. I didn't want to hear it. The only reassurance that I wanted was Violet. Her talking to me would be when I would believe that she was going to be okay. I continued my pacing. I felt sick from the antiseptic. I wanted just to run out of the hospital, away from all this anxiety and worry. But if I ran it would take even longer for news to get to me. Whether the news was good or bad I wanted to know it first. Whether it made me the happiest guy alive or made me more depressed than I had ever been in my life. Then I heard the sound of gurney wheels nearing and a familiar flowery smell waft past me. I ran towards it.

"Violet?" I murmured.

"You're the boyfriend?" the doctor asked. The gurney carrying Violet continued down the hallway.

"Yeah, I bought her in." I remembered how much blood there had been. Her faltering heart. The only thing I could hear was deep gasping breathing. I snapped myself back to the present.

"She's stable but in a critical condition. While we were operating her heart stopped beating but we managed to re start it. We don't know what's going to happen and the next twenty-four hours are critical. We're taking her into the ICU."

"Can I be with her?" If she woke up alone in a hospital with a lot of monitors around her she'd freak out.

"Just one person."

"Okay me then." No one argued with that.

"Follow me." the doctor walked away and I followed her footsteps. We walked for what seemed like an eternity to me.

"Can you wait here for a moment? I just need to make sure that all the monitors and equipment are set up correctly."

"Fine." I said. The doctor walk away and I resumed my pacing outside what I presumed to be a doorway. I did this for at least five minutes until I heard the Doctor call me.

"It's Jeff isn't it? You can come inside now." I followed her voice into the room. I had decided to use the name Jeff again, like I had when Fang was in hospital. It must be a thing in their family, getting seriously injured. I thought about how much I wanted to seriously injure Mr Chu, Ter Borcht, Omega and Violet's clone. I felt around for a chair and sat down in it. The bed was right in front of me. I found a familiar hand that had an IV running out the top of it. I held onto it gently. It was a bit of shock to me that she didn't squeeze mine back like she normally did.

"I'm uh blind, can you describe what everything looks like?" I asked trying to dislodge the lump in my throat.

"Sure, she's intubated and on a ventilator to help her breathe. We've got an IV getting fluids into her. We've got her wing that was shot unfolded and stretched out on another bed that we've put beside hers so it can heal easier. If she flat lines again there will be a crash team in here immediately, but if she starts to wake up can you please call for a nurse." I was shocked by the possibility that she could flat line again, I couldn't say anything in reply I simply nodded my head.

"Thanks, I've got some other patients I need to check on, I should be back in an hour or so." I heard footsteps leave the room and I was left alone with Violet. I listened to the sound of the ventilator breathing for her. I wanted to talk to her but I was afraid of sounding like an idiot, sitting there talking to a comatose person. Eventually I swallowed my pride. I talked to her on the off chance that maybe she'd hear it and decide to wake. That was what I needed most.

"Hey, it's me. I don't know if you can hear me. Actually if you can't its kind of a good thing cause I'm gonna say some stupid, soppy lovey-dovey stuff that isn't like me at all. It's just... I'm so sorry. This is all my fault. You shouldn't have had to knock me out off the way and take the bullet yourself. It should have been the other way around. It should be me in that bed dying and you should be the one keeping a bedside vigil.

"I promised you I would get you out of that place alive. Please Violet don't make me break my promise. I need you. If you wake up I'll make sure you never ever get hurt again. I will keep this promise. I'm not going to leave your side until you wake up. I love you." I leaned over and kissed her forehead. I felt her cheek. It was much paler than normal. That scared me.

I sat back in the chair keeping a hold on Violet's hand. I listened to the sound of the ventilator and the blip of the monitors. There were quiet voices outside but it was relatively calm for a hospital. I rested my head on the bed next to Violet's leg. I sat for what felt like hours before the doctor returned. I sat up abruptly when I heard her footsteps enter the room.

"Sorry I took so long we had a patient flat line but unfortunately there was nothing we could do. I've looking at those folders that Violet's brother gave to me, and I've found out why she flat lined."

"Oh really." I was interested to find out about this. If it was in that folder it must be the white coats fault.

"The scientists at Itexicon were using Violet as some sort of guinea pig for their drug trials. She was exposed to different diseases, such as the Spanish influenza, the bubonic plague. They have a full list in the file. However sometime last year, they had given her some disease which hasn't been listed. They gave her antibiotics to take and for some reason she didn't take them. She fell into a coma and was airlifted to the infirmary floor of Itexicon headquarters." That made sense. She said she'd been to Itex headquarters before but changed the subject when I'd asked why.

"So why did that make her flat line?"

"The disease was obviously something that weakened her heart, with the blood loss and the extra strain on her heart, it gave out. If she wakes up, I'll figure out a way to strengthen it. Things are looking better, her heartbeat is stronger."

"That's good." I was still processing the information I had just learnt. Why didn't Violet tell me that she had nearly died. And why hadn't she taken her antibiotics. She had a photographic memory. She couldn't have forgotten to. It must have been deliberate. She had tried to let herself to die. But why? My head was spinning. I heard the sound of a pager beeping.

"Oh crap. I've got to go." The doctor left the room in a hurry. I stroked the top of Violet's hand lightly.

"What are you keeping from me? Come on Violet wake up." I told her gently. I put my head back on the bed. I shut my eyes and let the past sixteen hours catch up with me. I fell asleep.

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I awoke to a groaning sound. What was it? I couldn't be... maybe.

"Violet?" I asked and there was a whimpering sound. Obviously she couldn't talk because of the tube helping her breathe. But she could be waking up. I hoped so. It would be hard communicating with her when she couldn't talk and I couldn't see. I grabbed her hand.

"Violet, if you can hear me squeeze my hand." Her hand tightened around mine. I was unable to keep the grin off my face. She was okay. She was alert and almost talking to me. I stood up to call for a nurse. She didn't let my hand go. Obviously she was scared and disoriented for all of the monitors and the ventilator.

"It's okay, I'm just going to get a nurse." I kissed her forehead and she relaxed a little bit. "I'll be right back. I'm so glad your okay." I really was. I kept my promise. Within minutes she'd be up and talking to me the world suddenly seemed a whole lot brighter.

A/N: Sorry it's so short but I wanted to get it out quickly. Thanks to all the readers and reviewers. The next chapter should be out very soon.