Chapter 2
Nick's pov
The words "This is the hospital calling" rolled off the woman's tongue as if it were the easiest thing in the world to speak of; must have been years of practice. I stood there stunned in my home living room with my mother tossing me worried glances. I could feel my throat closing, taking on a deserts dryness. I knew exactly why they were calling. I only knew one person that would be associated with a hospital at a time like this: Juliette.
After hearing those words escape the nurse's mouth my mind and heart twisted into turmoil. What if something dreadful has happened? It's not like they can find a cure since it was Adalind and that wicked cat of hers that caused all of this. Then again, maybe the effects have worn off and she's recovering. I can only hope that she's alright.
"It's about Juliette," the woman continued, snapping me out of my thoughts, "we would like you to come down here as soon as possible" she finished with a frantic edge to her voice before hanging up the phone.
I shoved my phone back in my pocket and grabbed my jacket heading for the door. I had almost forgotten that my mother was still here until she called out to me.
"Stay here. I'll be back soon," I replied before swinging open the door and bounding down the porch steps to my car.
Just as I was about to start the engine my phone buzzed once again. Taking in a long breath after looking at the I.D. I picked it up to hear none other than Monroe's voice as I slammed my foot on the gas pedal and floored out of my dormant parking space.
"Hey Monroe. Were you and Rosalee able to get any information off the cat?"
"Sorry Nick. Rosalee says the cat's clean and that the only way she can find the cure now is through Juliette."
I heard Monroe go quiet on the other end as I was only able to hear his steady and even breathing.
"Meet me at the hospital as soon as you can. I'm headed there now," I replied, breaking the silence as my thumb jabbed the end button and tossed the phone aside.
My foot only pushed harder onto the gas pedal as with each passing moment I only grew more and more frustrated. The words my Aunt Marie had told me before she died bounced around in my head as I drove.
"If you truly love Juliette, you have to let her go."
No. She was wrong. I may be a Grimm but I am going to make this work, even if I have to die trying. Flashing traffic lights passed by as the hospital sign finally came into view. Flying the car all the way to the front I ripped my keys from the ignition and ran to meet the door. Just as my fingers grazed the see through glass I heard the calling of my name, instantly whirling around to meet its origin. Monroe and Rosalee.
"Ready?" Monroe asked me before we all pushed through the doors.
The three of us began to sprint to the desired room where I had been with the Blutbad just hours before. The designated hallway was filled with scrambling nurses and a pool of patients as everyone filed from room to room. Pushing past those in the crowd we managed to get to Juliette's room to find a bunch of doctor's and nurse's as well as an empty hospital bed.
Hey everyone! So that was chapter 2. I hope you liked it. Cliffhanger!