This chapter is from Ranger's POV and is set before she goes up to sixth. I wanted to give you some Ranger as you all so kindly asked for it. I'm trying to write the next chapter ASAP, continuing from where we left of. I suck at writing Rangers POV so please excuse me! Next chapter's going to be either Steph or Connie set in the sixth floor infirmary. Let me know which one you prefere!

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Ranger POV

This torture was slowly killing me. Babe was sleeping with Lester in the apartment on fourth and I was sitting here alone up on the seventh floor watching the security feed from the fourth floor lobby making sure that nobody went in or out without me knowing. The slightly blue light from the computer screen illuminated my office, making it slightly eerie. The city's light streamed from the window, blending with the blinding blue.

I rubbed my chin, the two day old beard scratching my hand but I continued to rub even though it hurt. Lost in my zone, as babe called it, I continued to look at the screen but my mind was miles away. It felt like half of me was missing as I sat here alone, with the exception of the little bundle sleeping in the small crib I had bought for him. I smiled as I thought of him.

I had never thought that I would want to be a father but when Stephanie brought home him I felt my heart change. Now there were two persons who meant the world to me. The perfect mixture of me and babe, the son I couldn't imagine my life without anymore. Sighing slightly I stood up, stretching my back and legs after the long period of sitting. I made my way back to the bedroom and over to the crib and just stood there watching him sleep as I couldn't watch my babe sleep.

I was so worried about Stephanie! She was experiencing some memory loss I was told and that she tried to attack Lester. Thankfully he had had the training to deal with situations like this. I leaned against the wall and continued to watch my angel sleep as my thoughts lingered on the gorgeous woman sleeping with my cousin a few floors down. I was happy that Lester could comfort her but I wanted to feel her in my arms again, wanted to smell her again and hear her talk to me. I stayed there watching and thinking until the morning light came through the windows and my angel started to stir.

Picking him up, I made my way through the routine I was so used with. Grabbing my phone, I walked to the elevator picking up the diaper bag as I walked by it. I hit speed dial three as I waited for the doors to open.

"Yo."

"Yo, Bobby. Meet me at fourth in five?"

"Sure." he answered and I heard him move through his apartment. I hung up on him and smiled at the fact that our phone manners hadn't gotten any better even though Babe insisted that we improved them. I stepped out on sixth and walked over the lobby and knocked on the door to Ella's apartment. Ricardo giggled in my arms and slobbered on my shoulder but I just chuckled at him. Thankfully nobody saw me, with the exception of the man on monitor duty and I could bribe him to keep his mouth shut, this whole father-thing was ruining my image. But I didn't care; I loved the feeling of my son in my arms and loved hearing his voice. I bounced him slightly in my arms as Ella opened the door smiling broadly at me.

"Well hello!" She exclaimed and stepped back so that I could walk in. I smiled at my aunt and put down the diaper bag on the kitchen counter.

The apartment was large, taking up half of the floor, Bobby's medical center the other. When you walked in through the door you walk straight into the light living room. Three soft couches are on the other side of the room, by the huge glass windows. A fireplace was opposite the couches and a small TV was hung up above it. The rest of the wall was packed full with pictures of family, including me and Lester as we were young and naïve. A picture of the whole RangeMan was also on the wall, with smaller photos of Stephanie as well. The hardwood floors were covered with light rugs that were soft to the touch and children's toys were all over the floors. A huge kitchen was on the other side of the sitting area. Dark cabinets hung above the granite countertops that were always clean. I could smell the tomato soup boiling on the stove and I could see and smell the bread rising in the oven. I could hear soft snoring from the master bedroom on the other side from the door. I guess Luis was still asleep.

"I got to go and check on Stephanie and I wondered if you could take care of little Ric here for a few hours, tìa?"

She just smiled at me and took Ricardo out of my arms and I could immediately feel the void in my heart. I leaned in and kissed his forehead and nose and whispered "papáestará de regresopronto.Te quieromucho!" (Daddy will be back soon, I love you so much!).

I knew that my aunt would take good care of my son but I felt empty in a way without him. The feeling was worse since I couldn't see my babe. I pushed my thoughts away as the elevator doors opened on fourth floor and I met Bobby. He had his RangeMan uniform on and his medical kit in his hands. We nodded and headed towards the door.

I knocked on the door quietly trying not to alarm Babe, but hard enough that Lester would hear me. Lester opened the door and looked tired. He ran his hand through his hair and leaned slightly on the door clearly listening for something. I listened too and could hear the water running; my Babe must be in the shower. A huge urge to join her hit me but I had to push it away.

"Yo." he said still listening to the sound of water hitting tiles. He looked once again back at the bathroom and then stepped out into the hall and closed the door slightly leaving it ajar.

"How's she?" I asked and I could see that he saw the pain in me. He had always seen it, maybe because we had grown up together and then served together.

"For the better, I think" He smiled. "She didn't try to kill me at least."

"That's a good sign." Bobby chuckled as I was at loss of words. "Is she complaining about some pain?"

The thought of my Babe in pain made me feel angry and worried; I didn't want her to have to deal with things like this! I knew I would do my best to make her feel good about herself again, as soon as she let me. I was going to kill the bastard who did this to Babe.

"Not that I've heard. She had a nightmare though, was totally out of it but I knew the medicine to that. I made her some hot chocolate and coffee cake."

I smiled at this; it was his way of dealing with things. Bobby laughed and I knew he was thinking about all the times we had sat in Lester's apartment, listening to him and eating the famous chocolate cake. Since my aunt and Lester's mother wasn't here Ella's coffee cake was the next best thing.

"Hey, it worked!" He exclaimed and smiled at us.

"Sure, I'm glad it did. Anyways back to business, could you ask if she wants to see either of us?" I said and cursed that my worry had slipped through to my voice and I saw that Lester heard it too.

As Lester closed the door behind him I fought the urge to pace. I stood still, with Bobby as still as me beside me. Minutes seemed to grow into hours and I could feel myself getting more anxious. Finally he came back but I could already see the news in his eyes.

"She wants to see you Bobby. She says she doesn't want to see you Ranger just yet but soon. She doesn't want you to see her like this."

I heard my heart break into tiny, tiny pieces as the door closed before my eyes. She wanted Bobby, not me.

Translation from google not taking any responsability if it's not correct

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