I woke up to the sound of sirens and the rocking motion of a car. My eyes fluttered open and I saw a lady in a uniform with a bun sitting neatly on the side of her head. My memory was kind of fussy and I couldn't remember why or how I had gotten into the ambulance. I tried to lift my head but that only sent a sharp pain through the back of my neck.

'No honey please don't try to move you hit your head pretty hard" she said gently pushing me back down

"My baby" I choked out, my throat was burning and sound raspy when I spoke

"You little one in there is just fine maybe a little shaken up but still just fine" she told me

A wave of relief washed over me and then all then worry suddenly came back. Who had got shot I vaguely remember some one being shot. Then it came to me the bullet was suppose to hit me but it seemed that me and the baby were just fine. Marcus ! that's who had gotten shot.

"Marcus…..is he okay" I choked out. The lady looked at me kind of funny and then I saw realization on her face. Then a look of sadness appeared in her eyes

"You must be talking about the young man who got shot, well he's stable the bullet just grazed his shoulder but he lost a lot of blood dear" she told

I wanted to cry but the tears wouldn't come I didn't know if I should take the news as a good thing or a bad thing but I felt a hurt in my heart somewhere. The next two hours went by in a blur. I was taken to the hospital along with Marcus and Desire. Apparently Monae felt that it was her duty to whop the girls ass. From what I saw Monae did more then just whop her ass. Anyway Marcus was admitted into critical care his mother had rushed to the hospital once Nicole had called and informed her of the news, she had also called my parents who were also waiting along with my sister.

All the doctors did was check to make sure I was okay and the baby was to. I asked for medicine for the killer headache I had but they wouldn't give me any because I was pregnant and it could harm the baby.

After I had checked out and the doctor made one more look over I rushed to the ICU I had to make sure that Marcus was safe, that he was going to be okay. I walked up to the receptionist.

"Marcus, I'm looking for Marcus Jones" I said kind of out of breath

She searched through a stack of papers on her desk, then typed something in on her computer.

"Ahh her we go, are you his immediate family ma'am " She asked looking up from her computer.

"No but I am his baby momma, I'm carrying his child right now I need to see I have to make sure he is okay" I said I was on the brink of crying and I was trying my hardest to hold back the tears

"I'm sorry but only family is allowed to see him at this time" she said to me

"Damn it look lady if you wont let me go back there to see him I will go my damn self and you can any fucking body that yo ass want to but the father of my child is back there near death and I will damned in you be the stupid bitch that wont let me go back there to see him" I said and stormed straight through the door

When I got back there I had no idea where his room was or where the hell I was going all I know is that I had to make sure he was that he was okay and breathing. I was searching for about 5 minutes when I saw his mother through the glass of one of the room windows. I ran straight there and opened up the door.

"Oh my gosh" I clasped my hands over my mouth as I moved closer to him

He had so many wires attached to him and he looked so helpless. He was really pale and I could see that they were giving him blood through on of the tubes stuck in his arm.

"Is he going to be okay" I turned and asked his mom

"he just had the surgery and they removed the bullet they say he's going to be fine but my baby looks horrible" she said and started crying. I ran over and sat beside her and put my arm around her to comfort her. I knew that she was hurting

"Hey whys everybody crying yall act like I'm dead or something" came a hoarse voice from in front of us.

Even though he sounded bad I was just happy to hear his voice it made me feel like everything was going to be okay even though he was in such a bad condition. I couldn't help my self I walked over to the bed and kissed him till I thought we were both going to be out of breath.

"I should get shot more often if I get treatment like this" he said slightly smiling through his pain. He coughed slightly then he asked "Is my baby okay? Both of them?"

"Yes we are both fine I just got a little headache" I said "The question is are you okay?"

"I am knowing that the two most important things in my life are safe " he said. I couldn't control myself I kissed him again and at that moment I felt safer then I ever have before.

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