Logan's P.O.V.
I guess i've never really had to experieance what it's like to have your child in the hosptial for a serious injury. Like a broken bone. I hated it. I hated being the worried, stressed out parent listening to a doctor tell me what happened. Emily's ER doctor was a long time co-worker, who I trusted, but again...this is my child. I felt like a wreck, which I knew I was. I probably looked insane. I know I felt it.
The only upside to all of it was that I was actually looking down at her. I had her tiny hand in mine and she was talking. She was relatively okay. Besides the broken ankle, she was unharmed. It took a while for her to get a normal body tempature since she was out in 30 degree weather all night, but she was fine. She ate two helpings of lunch, again because she was out in the wilderness since about 11 at night to about 1 in the afternoon. I never left her side since she got inside the hospital, and wasn't going to leave her side until she was home, tucked in her bed, sound asleep. "Poppa?" I snapped out of my thoughts looking into the eyes of my first child, and smiled. "Do I get to go home soon?" I gently leaned forward on her bed raising her hand and kissing her fingers, closing my eyes. "I just really want to take a shower." I nodded opening my eyes and looked out at the busy ER hallway just outside our curtained off section.
"Your dad is filling out some paperwork. And Doctor Jones wants to check your cast one last time and then we can leave." I looked back to see her nod and close her eyes laying back. Her other arm drapped over her slim stomach. I opened my mouth to say something else to her but didn't. I knew James was pissed off, for alot of reasons, but the main one was Emily lied to us last night which resulted in her being hurt. He was fuming when I finally pulled him aside and made him hug me, to tell me our little girl was safe. He told me, wether I agreed or not, she was getting grounded. I thought that was a little messed up since she has a broken ankle and all, but didn't argue with him on it. I was going to leave the arguing for her and her dad.
"As long as she uses the crutches she'll be fine." I stood up quick seeing Doctor Jones and James walk in the room together, James holding paperwork and the doctor holding crutches. "Okay Miss. Emily. Let's have a look at that foot." I pushed hair off her face and watched her pull the blanket off her body, cheeks flushing red. My daughter was like me. She didn't like any kind of attention involving her well being. She didn't want all these people to see her hurt. She hated strangers looking at her, and feeling bad for her. Just like me. "That cast set really nice. Which means these are going to be alot easier to use." Doctor Jones, or as I knew him Chris, took the plastic off the brand new crutches and threw the plastic away looking at me. "James told me the stairs are going to be an issue since she's prone to tripping over air." My daughters head went back and she groaned covering her face. I couldn't help my smile seeing James grin, knowing how embarrassed our oldest daughter was.
James and I sat back and watched Chris show Emily everything about her crutches. He adjusted the height for her and after having James and I sign some paperwork, he released her from the ER. Like Carlos said he would be, he was sitting out in the waiting room looking through a magazine. He left as soon as he saw us, and once we walked outside with Emily, James giving her his grey hoodie, Carlos had his car pulled up by the doors. We helped Emily get in the front with Carlos who had the heat on full blast and I climbed in the back with James. Immedietly I put my head on his shoulder and held around his arm looking up at her. She was talking with Carlos about the latest music she's been listening to since he was a huge music head. I mostly blocked them out letting James's faint heartbeat comfort me. The fact that his soft huge hand was rubbing on my thigh helped greatly.
I guess I'm nto the greatest parent alive, Emily exhibit A, but when we pulled into the driveway of our home, a thought dawned on me. "Sammy...Jessie." I looked up and over at James who smirked and leaned down kissing my lips, taking off his seatbelt.
"Took care of it." I frowned taking off my own seatbelt and quickly slid out of my seat, pushing my door open. I went right to Emily's door and held it open as she stepped out. James appeared beside us and put her crutches under her arms. "Well technically Kendall and Juliet took care of it. When they got home today Juliet had a gut feeling about the two. I told Jessie to take Sammy over to the neighbors before we left and she did but Juliet...you know. She's a mom. Wanted to be there for the kids." I nodded watching Emily slowly walk towards the front door which was open. Juliet was standing in the doorway, a dish towel over her shoulder, and a huge smile on her face. I walked behind James, who was walking behind Emily, and felt my stomach turn. Since our fight at the hospital after Emily told Max she cheated, we haven't talked. She was nice at her house when we were panicked about Emily, and was the person who found Emily. but I knew Juliet. She liked to hold grudges.
"Hi sweetheart." I peered around James and watched Juliet move out of the way to let Emily in. She put a hand on her back and guided her in the house with the help of James. "I hope you still like oatmeal rasin cookies. Cause I made alot." I saw Emily nod and Juliet chuckled.
"Why don't you sit down on the couch for now honey." I folded my arms over my chest and stood in the doorway watching James and Carlos help Emily sit on the couch. "How were the terrors?" Juliet laughed as she stood awkwardly close to me, but far enough away to make the point she was still mad.
"They weren't terrors actually. Jessie helped me cook, and Sammy helped Kendall and Max clean up your backyard. That storm really knocked your patio around." I frowned as I turned and shut the front door, unzipping my coat. "Also Kendall said you two talked about having us over for dinner tonight but if you changed plans..."
"After everything you two have done for us, the least we could do is feed you." As I turned back to face James, I gave him a look I hoped he understood. He of course didn't even see me because he was helping Emily prop her foot up under some throw pillows. However, Juliet saw my look, and looked away quick. "I'm gonna go get the grill started, hopefully before it starts raining, and I'll bring back a bottle of water for you." Emily nodded and just like that James left asking Carlos if he wanted to help him. It left me standing alone with Juliet who was looking anywhere but at me. I turned my attention to Emily and walked to her dropping to my knees by the couch.
"You need anything?" I pushed hair off her forehead and she shook her head yawning. Her head turned a little and she snuggled deeper into the couch. "Just call me if you need anything. I'll be in the kitchen." She nodded and before I stood up I kissed her nose, taking her hand in mine, and squeezed. I turned expecting to see Juliet, but she was gone. I let out a soft sigh and took my coat off gently tossing it to my big recliner. I pushed up the sleeves on my shirt and walked into the kitchen.
I couldn't help but smile seeing Juliet standing in front of the stove putting fresh cookies onto a cooling rack. I wanted to say a billion and one things, but the sound of my youngest laughing made me look out to the backyard. I sat down at the island and watched as my little boy ran right towards Max who was hodling a football, ready to throw it. Just as Sammy got close enough to him, Max threw the ball to Kendall who "fell" to the ground letting Sammy tackle him and take the ball from him. I chuckled watching James run to Sammy and pick him up. He then ran past Max who "Tried" to stop them, letting Sammy throw the football on the ground and cheer. "I hope you don't mind me using your food. Jessie wanted to do something nice for Emily." I turned to Juliet, smile fading and sat up, swallowing hard. She stll had her back to me and was scooping out more dough onto the cookie sheet. "And if you want us to go we will." I looked down at the island counter top and felt like a jackass. Right now would be a great time to say something, anything, but nothing came out. When she didn't say anything either I felt even worse and looked back up. Juliet was walking to the sink carrying a mixing bowl and a wooden spoon. We avoided eye contact, which I figured would be best. As she started to hand wash the bowl I cleared my throat and found my voice.
"I never got the chance to thank you." She remained looking down at the sink and I folded my hands together twiddeling my thumbs. "James told me you took a tumble getting donw to where Em's was. I hope you're okay." That was the best I could do. I felt dumb but happy to get it off my chest. "I heard Max is getting his stiches out on Monday." She still, remained looking down at the sink which irritated me. I slid off my stool and walked into the kitchen stopping by the sink. I quickly turned the water off making her look to me. "I'm sorry Jules. I'm sorry for everything I said last week. I felt bad for what my daughter did to Max and didn't know how to react." Juliet looked down wiping her hands on the dish towel on her shoulder. "I didn't mean anything about you and Kendall and your therapy I just..." She quickly threw her arms around my neck and pulled herself up, on me. I wrapped my arms around her back and lifted her off the gorund, squeezing my eyes shut. "James told me I was an idiot and I should call you but I was so afarid we'd say more stupid shit and I'd loose you as a friend." She shook her head against mine and I rubbed her back turning my own head. I kissed the side above her ear, and opened my eyes hearing more laughter from outside.
"I'm sorry too...you know that girl out there will always, always have a special place in my heart. I just never thought i'd see my son be hurt like that. I felt like if he was attacked, so was I." I nodded gently putting her on the ground and we pulled apart, just so we could look at each other. "But James was right...which pains me to say." We both laughed as I wiped away a tear line going down her face. "It's our kids life. Not ours." I nodded and leaned down kissing her forehead. "I love you Loges."
"I love you too Jules." I pulled her back into me and hugged her, laying my head on top of hers.
"Jesus are you guys going to make out now?" I turned fast glaring at James who had Jessie over his shoulder, holding onto the back of her legs. I could tell she was hitting his back but it barely bother him. "Your son is requesting your prescense." I pointed to my chest and James nodded walking past us, straight to the living room. I sighed out lacing my hand with Juliets and led her outside. As soon as we got outside Sammy, who was climbing on the jungle gym James had built for the kids, spotted me and threw up his arms.
"Poppa!" Kendall and Max who were throwing around a football turned to me and smiled big. "Uncle Kendall taught me a new word!" I frowned glaring at him just as Sammy got to us. He grabbed my hand connected to Juliets and pulled both of us down. I squatted, right next to Juliet who also squatted down. Sammy put a hand on each of our cheeks and grinned big. "Jerk!" I snapped up fast and gave Kendall the angriest look I could think of.
"In my defense..." He got beside Juliet who was putting Sammy on her hip also glaring at her husband. "He heard me talking to Max about the kids who hurt Emily...or at least let Emily get hurt, and because I knew he was near, i toned down my language."
"Jerk, jerk, jerk, jerk!" I moved forward quick and shoved Kendall turning to my son in Juliet's arms.
"There is only one person who can use that about, okay?" Sammy nodded giving me the cutest little look and I smiled small. "Only about Uncle Kendall." Sammy and Juliet laughed loudly making Kendall roll his eyes and walk into me. He wrapped an arm around my neck and started tickling my stomach which I immedietly started to fight him on, both of us laughing like wild men.