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It had been a couple of weeks since Mike had come back from his little 'vacation'. Surprisingly, things weren't as tense as I expected them to be. The day he came back, Stephanie had a meeting with Ted, Cody and I to let us know that she was going to tell Mike that the only contact he was to have with Ted and Cody was work-related, as in a match, and he was to stay away from me completely. There would be no reason for him to have any contact with me what so ever. Cody and Ted were more than happy with those conditions.
We finally got lucky and had a house show not to far away from our home. And thankfully, we had the rest of the week off. Cody and I had a flight scheduled for early morning Sunday to take us somewhere in Florida. The only bad part was how early we had to get up and drive from our house on the outskirts of Atlanta, into the city to catch our flight.
That wasn't that big of a deal though. I was happy that Cody and I got to spend sometime together, alone and at home. We could just relax after a long stressful week on the road. Maybe I could get some sleep and start to feel better.
For the last two days, I'd been having some pains in my lower abdomen that had worked its way around and was now starting to bother my lower back. They felt like the cramps I got around the time I started my period. Was it time for me to start? Who knew? My period, ever since I started having it, was pretty unpredictable. Yeah, I got it every month, but when during the month it was going to show up was completely up in the air. I could go six months in a row and it would be perfect and on time and then the next month, I'd be two weeks late. Like I was this month.
I adjusted the head on the shower, aiming the water towards my lower back. I was hoping the warmth and pulsing of the water would mellow out the pain. So far, nothing. New plan. Get out of the shower, take two Tylenol, curl up in the bed with Cody and hopefully sleep it off.
I turned off the shower and stepped out, quickly wrapping myself in a big fluffy towel, cutting the chill from the bathroom air. I wrapped my hair in another towel and brushed my teeth.
I smiled to myself as I took down my hair and started brushing it. I could hear Cody playing one of those first-person shoot-em-up games that he liked. I could see him in my head. He was probably in a t-shirt and his boxers, leaned up against the headboard with his wireless controller. More than likely, it was the fancy black one he had asked for, for Christmas.
I finished drying off and threw on a pair of panties and a tank top, my normal sleep attire at home. I took two Tylenol with a cup of water from the sink and turned off the light. I walked out into our bedroom and laughed to myself. My vision was spot on. The only difference was that in my head, he had on a white t-shirt but he was actually wearing blue tonight. He glanced up at me quickly.
"Feel any better, princess?" He asked. He knew that my back was bothering me. I shrugged.
"Not really." I walked over to my side of the bed and climbed in. "My back is still achy." I pulled the blanket up over my lap and scooted close to him. I laid my head against his shoulder and slid an arm behind his back. I draped my hand over his forearm as he kept playing. "What are you playing?" He played for another second or two and got to what seemed to be a clear spot and paused the game. He ignored my question.
"Your back is still bothering you?" I nodded against his arm.
"It's fine. I took something. I just want to lay here with you while you play." He hit a few buttons and turned the game off. "You didn't have to do that, Code." He laid his controller in his nightstand drawer. He turned back to me and kissed my forehead.
"Yeah I did. Besides, I've beaten that game twice already." He kissed my forehead again. "Why don't you let me rub your back for you? Its always makes you feel better." What he was saying was that sometimes, before I started, he would massage my aching lower back for me. It normally led to sex with us, but I did always feel better afterwards.
"I don't know, sugar. This doesn't feel quiet the same."
"Just let me try, princess. If it doesn't help, we'll just go on to sleep." He leaned in and kissed the tip of my nose. "Okay Em?" I nodded.
"Okay." I sat back up and tossed off the covers. I laid down and rolled over to my stomach. What I didn't tell Cody was that the pain was pretty bad at the moment. Hopefully, this would help some. I felt the bed move and dip as he settled himself on his knees, almost sitting on the back of my thighs. I tucked a hand up under my head and left my other arm down by my side.
"Same place as always, Em?" I nodded.
"Yeah." He pushed the bottom of my tank top up half way up my back. I sighed at the feel of his warm hands softly massaging right where I needed it. My back was feeling a little bit better. My stomach, not so much. I closed my eyes, trying to ignore it and focused on Cody's hands. They did feel good. I sighed and forced myself to relax. I felt him lift a hand off my back and use his fingertips to brush the hair away from the side of my neck. He leaned down over me and laid a soft kiss to the exposed skin.
"Feel any better, Em?" He whispered near my ear. I nodded. I ran my hand against the side of his knee.
"A little bit." He took his other hand off my back and planted both of them on either side of my head. He pressed himself against my back. He kept kissing my neck and cheek. I worked my hand up his thigh, slipping my fingers under the edge of his boxers.
"You know what I heard, princess?"
"What, Cody?" I moaned softly as he pressed himself tight against me. I already knew his answer. Sometimes, I was the one asking that question.
"I heard," he slid a hand down my side, stopping at my hip, "that during the throws of passion," he slipped his hand between my body and the bed, flattening his palm against my lower abdomen and dipped his fingertips under the top of my panties, "the body releases endorphins." His hand dipped farther down, making me rock my hip back against his as I moved against his teasing fingers. I moaned his name softly, trying to ignore the pain that was still present and keep that focus on the pure pleasure of Cody's touch. He nipped at my earlobe. "They say endorphins make the pain go away."
"Mmm...do they?" He slowly pulled his hand away and leaned back enough so that I could roll over to face him. He pulled his shirt up and over his head. I ran my hands up his chest. "You think you can make it go away, sugar?" He snaked his hands under my tank top and gently pushed it up and over my head. He leaned back in, pressing his chest against mine. I moaned at the contact against my incredibly sensitive and tender breasts. He took that as a good thing.
"I'm gonna try, princess." He kissed me, instantly deepening it. I wrapped my arms around him, running my hands up and down his back as he worked both my panties and his boxers off. My head fell back on the pillow as he dropped hot kisses down the side of my throat. I heard him blindly digging through my nightstand drawer, looking for a condom that he knew was in there. He slammed the drawer shut when he found one. He pulled back so that he could open the wrapper. He came back in to kiss me, arching his hips away from me to roll the condom on.
Cody pressed his hips back against mine and slowly started to fill me. He groaned at the feeling. I normally would have moaned along with him but instead I bit my lip, flinching slightly at the unexpected painful pressure. He noticed. "You okay, Em?" I nodded, hopping the pain went away. I pulled him down to kiss me. He slowly started to rock himself in and out of my body. I wanted it to feel good. I wanted it to be like it always was between us but it wasn't. The pain, that was supposed to be going away, was getting worse. I loved being with Cody but right now I prayed that he finished soon so I could curl up on my side and cry the pain away.
That thought disappeared as the pain blazed through my abdomen. I cried out at the sensation. Cody misinterpreted the sound. He mumbled something unintelligible against my throat. Every move Cody made hurt worse and worse. I pressed a hand against his shoulder to get his attention.
"Cody?" I started to cry as the pain felt like whit hot lightening shooting through me. He kissed my neck by my ear.
"Mmmhmm, princess..." He didn't stop. He really didn't know he had to yet. I was about to tell him as calmly as I could when a pain, worse than the first one, hit me again. I yelled out his name and shoved at his shoulder.
"Oh God, stop! Stop! Please, Cody, stop!" He leaned up on his hands, looking down at me. I shoved at his chest. "Please stop Cody. It hurts. Get off!" He didn't hesitate. He pulled out and sat back on his knees. I grabbed my belly as I cried harder. The pain was nearly unbearable.
"Emery?" He laid a hand over mine and I could see the worry and confusion on his face. "Princess, what's wrong? What did I do?" I shook my head, trying to tell him it wasn't him. "Emery?" I sat up needing to go to the bathroom before I got sick from the pain. Cody was looking down at his own lap. "Did you start, Em?" I followed his gaze down. The condom was covered in blood. I weakly pushed past Cody and made it to the bathroom seconds before I lost the contents of my stomach. Cody was right behind me holding my hair and rubbing my back. "I'm here, Emmy. It's okay. I'm here." He whispered to me.
"Will you get my clothes, Code?" He nodded. I stumbled to the sink. I ran the water to wash my face. I glanced down to see a small trickle of blood running down the inside of my thigh. I doubled over as the pain became intense again. I cleaned off the blood just as Cody walked in with my clothes in hand. He had put his boxers back on.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you. What can I do, Em?" Again, I shook my head.
"It wasn't you." I looked at him with fresh tears rolling down my cheeks. "Something's wrong, Cody. I think I need to go to the hospital."
"Okay, princess. I'll take you." He laid my clothes on the counter by the sink. "Do you need my help?"
"No. You get dressed. If I need you, I'll call you." He cupped my cheek and kissed my forehead. He paused for a second with his lips still against my skin. Cody pulled back to look at me.
"My God Em. You're burning up." I could hear the fear creeping into his voice. "Hurry and get dressed." I nodded as he pretty much ran into the bedroom. I pulled the t-shirt that that he bought me over my head and stepped into the panties. Just as I pulled them up, I realized that I should probably put on a panty liner just incase I kept bleeding like this. I didn't want it to get everywhere. Before I could pull them back down, the pain made its devastating return. I was on the verge of passing out. Thank God I was holding on to the counter as my knees started to give out on me.
"Cody!" I weakly yelled out for him. I was going down. I could feel it coming. He was at the door two seconds later.
"Emery?" He froze as he looked at me, the fear was written all over his face. "Emery, baby, what's wrong?" He started towards me. I lost my grip on the counter and started to go down. I think I might have felt Cody hands on me moments before I tumbled into the darkness.
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I got to Emery just in time to keep her head from bouncing off the titled floor of our bathroom. What the hell was going on? I called out her name a few times but she didn't respond. I rubbed her cheek trying to get a movement or anything out of her. She didn't move. She was still on fire. I need to get her to the hospital. I dug in my pocket for my phone and dialed 911.
"Emery, princess, come on. Wake up for me. Please Em." I tried talking to her as the operator came on the line. I failed to keep the fear out of my voice.
"Cobb County 911. What's your emergency?"
"I need an ambulance. My girlfriend is sick."
"Tell me your name, sir."
"My name is Cody."
"What's wrong with your girlfriend, Cody?"
"I don't know. She just passed out in our bathroom. Please send someone!"
"They're on their way, hun. I need you to try and stay calm. What's your girlfriend's name?" I started to move her in my lap so that I could hold her.
"Emery. Her name is Emery." I moved my hand away from the back of her upper thighs where I lifted her. My hand was covered in blood. "Oh God."
"What's wrong Cody?"
"She's bleeding. There's blood all over the back of her legs." I was starting to panic. I wiped my hand on the knee of my jeans and hugged her limp body against me.
"Has she been injured? Is there a wound?"
"No. Shit! Where are they?"
"I need you to calm down Cody. I need you to stay calm for Emery, okay?"
"Okay." I stroked her cheek. "Emmy, princess, please..." I whispered to her. "God, she's not gonna die is she?" I asked the operator. My heart seized in my chest as I said the words I didn't want to hear.
"I don't know, Cody. I hope not hun. The paramedics are gonna do everything they can to help her. You should be able to hear their sirens any second now, Cody." Just as the words came out of her mouth I heard them.
"I can hear them. They're right outside."
"That's good, Cody. That means Emery's gonna get the help that she needs." She paused for a second. "Cody, hun, they're telling me your front door is locked. They need you to come unlock it for them." The thought of leaving Emery for just a second made fear flex through my stomach.
"I can't leave her." I could hear someone pounding on the door.
"She'll be okay for just a second. I promise. You can run." I took a deep breath, catching the sent of Emery's shampoo and blood. I knew if I didn't go, they would kick the door in. Em would never forgive me if they destroyed the front door. She spent months picking out that door. We had made love against that door the day we installed it. Emery loved that door. I gently laid her back on the floor.
"Okay. Tell them I'm coming." I dropped the phone on the counter and sprinted down the stairs. I yanked open the door and ran back up to Emery. She was in the same spot I left her. I grabbed the phone off the counters as the paramedics rushed in behind me. "They're here." The operator started to say something else but I lost all thought when I heard the word 'hemorrhaging' come from one of the guys.
"We have to get her in now or we're gonna loose her." The one guy said. I started to feel short of breath. I'd go absolutely crazy if I lost her. I was sure I wouldn't be able to withstand loosing Emery. "Sir!" The same guy yelled at me. By the look on his face, he had said it a couple of times before. I shook my head trying to clear it.
"Yeah?" With the way he was looking at me, he probably thought I was high. At this point, I could care less.
"What's her name?" I looked down as they started to load her on a stretcher. "Sir?"
"Emery. Emery Harper."
"What's your relation to her?'
"She's my girlfriend."
"What happened tonight?" I told him everything. From her not feeling well to her passing out in the bathroom and everything in between.
"She's gonna be alright isn't she?" He didn't answer.
"Do you want to ride with her to the hospital?" He asked as they started to wheel her out. I just nodded.
I climbed in to the back of the waiting ambulance. I sat on one side of Emery, taking her hand in mine. I blocked out all the talking between the two guys trying to help my Em. She may have said it wasn't but I knew this was my fault. I didn't think I was being too forceful...
What kind of asshole was I to try and make her have sex with me when she felt so bad?
I glanced up at one of the guys sitting on the other side of Emery, taking her blood pressure. He looked up at me and smiled.
"Hey, don't I know you?"
"No, I don't..." He wagged a finger at me.
"Yeah, yeah. You're Cody Rhodes. Wow. I'm a big fan of the whole Legacy thing..."
"Yeah..." I stopped talking the moment I heard her.
"Cody?" I could barely make out Emery's muffled voice. I moved the oxygen mask away from her face.
"I'm here, princess." I kissed her forehead. "I'm right here."
"Stay with me?" She whispered to me. She was barely conscious.
"I'm not gonna anywhere Emmy. I'm right here."
I tried. I really did. I tried to stay with her but as soon as they rolled her into the ER, they stopped me. Two of the paramedics stopped me from following her through the swinging doors. She had passed out again right before we got to the hospital. I would have yelled out to her but she wouldn't have heard me anyway. I tried one last time to get through the door.
"Man, they aren't gonna let you back there cause you aren't her family." One of them told me.
"That's bullshit! She IS my family!"
"That may be but you two aren't married. They're only going to give information to her blood relation." He stepped back away from me. "I'm sorry man." They walked away, heading back to their waiting rig. I walked up to the door to at least see if I could catch a glimpse of where they took her. All I could see was a busy hallway. I wandered back into the empty waiting room. I dug my phone out of my pocket. I knew it was late, but I needed them here and I knew they would want to be here for Emery. They loved her almost as much as I did. The phone rang four times before someone finally picked up.
"Hello?" The sleepy female voice answered.
"Mom?"
"Cody? What..." I heard her shuffling around in bed, probably sitting up, "it 2am. What's wrong?"
"I'm at the hospital in the city."
"The hospital? Cody, baby, what happened? Are you hurt? Is Emery there with you?" I could hear the worry in her voice.
"It's not me, Mom. I'm not hurt. It's Emery. Something's wrong. She collapsed in our bathroom at home. There was blood. They won't tell me anything." I sucked in a deep breath, trying to keep myself calm. "Can you and Pop come? Please? She would want you here. Please?" I heard her saying Pop's name, trying to wake him up.
"We're on our way, baby." We hung up. I looked at the phone in my hands. I knew that this was the end of Emery's and my secret but that didn't matter. They needed to be here. I dialed the phone, waiting for someone to answer.
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I could hear someone saying my name loudly near my face.
"Ms. Harper? Ms. Harper can you hear me? I need you to open your eyes for me." I didn't want to. The pain was still rolling through my belly. I just wanted to curl up on my side and cry. "Emery?" I reluctantly opened my eyes, if only to shut the voice up, and found myself looking into the face of a middle-aged man who looked a little like Shane McMahon. "There you are sweetheart." He smiled softly at me. "My name is Dr. Fisher and you're at Atlanta University Hospital. I need you to tell me what's bothering you."
"My stomach." That's all I could manage to get out. He moved down by my hips.
"Down in this area, Emery?" I just nodded. "I'm going to see if I can feel anything. I need you to tell me if it's tender." He pressed his fingertips into my skin just below my belly button. I screamed out in pain. "I'm sorry sweetheart. I know that hurts. Is it more painful on the left or right side?
"Left." I said through the tears brought on by the fresh wave of pain. He turned and said something to one of the nurses. She handed him some kind of wand like thing.
"Emery, I'm going to do a quick ultrasound of the area, okay?" I nodded. "I'm going to see if I can find out if something's going on." I gritted my teeth at the pain as he rolled it over my skin. I flinched and nearly came off the bed when he rolled over a certain spot. "Is that where the pain is the most?"
"Yes! Please stop! It hurts!"
"I know sweetheart. Just hang in there for a few more seconds." He moved a couple of inches and stopped. "Damn." He muttered. He turned to the nurse standing beside him. "Call over and have them prep Operating Room 4, stat. She's bleeding out." He looked at me and walked back up by my head. "Emery, I need you to listen to me. I need you to sign a consent form for me. It's gonna allow me to perform surgery on you." I started to cry harder.
"What? Why?"
"It looks like one of your fallopian tubes has burst and you're bleeding internally and it's also leaking down into your uterus. That's the reason for the blood and the painful intercourse with your boyfriend. Emery, if I don't get you into surgery soon, you may bleed to death." My breath shuddered as I tried to breathe in. I just nodded.
"Okay." The nurse rushed over with the form. I signed it and handed it back. He took the nurse's arm and stopped her.
"Emery, this is Annie. She's going to take care of you right now and she's going to be right here when you wake up, okay?" Again, I nodded. "I'm going to give you something to make you go to sleep." He shot something into my IV. "When you wake up, this will be all over." He left as Annie put the oxygen mask on my face. I grabbed at her hand, keeping her from walking away.
"Can Cody be here when I wake up? I want him here with me." My eyes started to droop as the medicine took hold. She smiled at me.
"I'll see what I can do darlin'."
Randy came awake with a start at the sound of Fallon's phone ringing on the nightstand. Fallon shifted against him but didn't wake up.
"Fal, baby?" He rubbed her back. "Baby, your phone's ringing." She murmured something against his chest but didn't go for the still ringing phone. He sighed and rolled Fallon to her back so that he could reach across her to grab her phone. He glanced at the clock. It was a little after 2AM. "Hello?"
"Randy?"
"Yeah. Who is this?"
"It's Cody. Where's Fallon?"
"Cody? Man, it's nearly 2:30 in the morning. She's asleep. What do you want?" He heard Cody sigh on his end.
"You guys need to come to the hospital. Atlanta University. It's Emery." Randy froze.
"What?" He looked down at Fallon sleeping under him. "Is she okay?"
"I don't know. They won't tell me anything."
"Alright, Code. We're on the way." He ended the call and set the phone back on the nightstand. He rubbed Fallon's arm. "Fallon? Baby, wake up." Her eyes fluttered open.
"What is it, Randy?" He kissed her.
"We need to get up and get dressed. I don't want to scare you, but it's Emery. She's in the hospital." Fallon's eyes flew all the way open.
"Oh my God! Is she okay? What happened?"
"I don't know what happened. I don't know if she's okay. They won't tell Cody anything."
"Oh God! We need to hurry."
Within 5 minutes flat, they were dressed, out of the hotel and climbing into the car. Randy was about to turn the key in the ignition when he realized something. He stopped mid-turn.
"Randy? What are you waiting for? Come on. We have to get to Emery." Fallon asked, gripping his arm.
"Hold up a second, baby." He turned and looked at Fallon. "Why did Rhodes call about Em? How did he know she was there?" Confusion clouded her features.
"Yeah. Why didn't her boyfriend, Garrett call us? She told us she was so happy to go home to him tonight. She was excited to spend the next couple of days, alone, just the two of them. Why was Cody the one to call?" Randy narrowed his eyes in anger.
"Because," he turned the car on, "Cody is the one that put her in there." He threw the car in reverse and stomped on the gas. "That shithead fucks with her all the time. This time he took it too far." He squealed tires out of the parking deck. "This ends tonight, Fal."
They made it to the hospital in 10 minutes flat. Randy had worked himself up, so that by the time they got out of the car, he was fuming. He had convinced himself that Cody had hurt Emery. He loved Emery like his own little sister. Cody was gonna pay for hurting her. No one hurt his family.
He walked into the hospital with Fallon hot on his heels. She was still telling him to calm down.
"Randy, we don't have the whole story. We should hear his side."
"Fuck his side Fal. I know everything I need to know."
They followed the signs and rounded the corner, walking into the waiting room. It was empty, minus Cody. He was sitting on the far side of the room. His elbows were leaned on his knees and his head was resting in his hands as he stared at the floor.
"Rhodes!" Randy roared as his anger propelled him across the room. Cody's head shot up when he heard the voice. Before he could react Randy was gripping the front of his t-shirt and jerked him straight up out of the chair. "What the fuck did you do to her?"
"Nothing." Cody said quietly. Randy shook him violently.
"Bullshit! When I find out what you did...Why didn't Garrett call? Did you even let her get home to him?"
"We were at home."
"You followed her home?" Randy shoved Cody away from him, up against the wall. That was when he noticed the blood on Cody's jean covered thighs and the bottom of his blue t-shirt. He growled as he slammed him again. "That blood better fuckin' be yours, Rhodes!" Cody closed his eyes and dropped his head.
"No, it's Emery's. She started hemorrhaging while we were having sex." Randy saw red.
"You raped her?"
"No! It's not like that..."
"The fuck it isn't! She would never willingly have sex with you, Rhodes! She hates you! You're fuckin' dead!" The whole time, Fallon had been trying to pull Randy off and calm him down. He was having none of that. Just as Randy went for Cody's throat, a pair of strong hands pulled him back.
"Whoa boys! That's enough! We're in a hospital for God's sake!" Dusty said as he shoved Randy back a few steps.
"Not surprised you're defending him. That bastard is your son. Do you know what he did to Emery?" Randy asked Dusty.
"I didn't hurt her." Cody said quietly.
"The fuck you didn't! Why is she in the hospital then? I've seen the way you treat her. Like shit!" Dusty shook his head.
"No, YOU haven't Randy. I've seen the way he really treats her. She's everything to him." Before Randy could respond, the door to the waiting room came open.
"Is the family of Emery Harper here?" Annie asked. Fallon rushed forward with Randy hot on her heels this time.
"I'm her sister. Is she okay? Can we see her?" Fallon nearly begged.
"She's just out of surgery and still a little groggy but you can come see her." Fallon nodded as the tears rolled down her cheeks.
"Thank you." Annie nodded back and looked back down at her papers.
"Is there a Cody Runnels here too?"
"Yeah, I'm here." Cody said, walking over quickly. Annie smiled at him.
"Good. Emery's been asking for you, darlin'."
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"How are you feeling Emery?" Dr. Fisher asked. He stood beside my bed, checking my vitals.
"Sore and sleepy." I mumbled. The anesthesia still had a strong hold on me.
"That's to be expected. So, I have good and bad news about the surgery. The good news is that we got the bleeding stopped and cleaned up in your abdomen. The bad news is that your tube was a complete loss. We had to remove the whole thing. Also," he laid a hand on my arm, "we couldn't save the pregnancy. It was too damaged to try and replant it. I tried. I'm sorry, Emery." I started to cry as what he said sunk in. I was pregnant. I was pregnant and I lost it. I lost Cody's child. I wasn't sure if he would ever forgive me this. I knew how much Cody wanted to have kids someday.
Dr. Fisher kept talking but I only caught every few words through my crying. My heart broke when I pieced together that he told me that it would be impossible for me to get pregnant again and carry the carry the child to full term.
"I'm gonna send your family in okay?" I nodded, wiping at my tears. "I'll come check on you a little later." He opened the door and talked quietly to whoever was on the other side. Moments later, Fallon and Randy came rushing through. Randy slammed the door shut behind him.
"Oh Emery." Fallon took my hand. "Oh my God. How do you feel?"
"Like hell. I just got out of surgery, Fal. How would you feel?" I looked down towards the foot of the bed where Randy was standing. I then looked back towards the door. "Where is Cody?" I looked back at Randy as Fallon glanced at him. He reached out to rub my ankle.
"I won't let him near you, Em. He won't hurt you again."
"What are you talking about?" I looked back at Fallon. "Did he leave?" I could feel the panic creeping up on me. Was he already gone? I squeezed Fallon's hand. "Did he?" She softly rubbed my upper arm. She let me go and walked towards the door. She glared at Randy as she passed him. I didn't notice that Randy had locked the door when he slammed it. Fallon unlocked it and opened it to reveal Cody standing on the other side. He ignored both Fallon and Randy. He was at my side in an instant. He took my face in both of his hands. I smiled sleepily at him. He was still here.
"Emmy." He kissed me softly. "You scared the hell out of me."
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean too." He smiled back at me as I wrapped my hands around his wrists.
"I know, princess. I know. But you're gonna be okay now. Thank God." He kissed me again, letting me wrap my arms around his neck and hold him close as I cried.
"I love you, Cody. Stay with me tonight. Please don't leave me." He kissed my forehead.
"I love you too, Emmy." He stroked the hair away from my face. "I'm not going anywhere, princess. I'm not going anywhere." He held me tight. "I'm right here."
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