She kept my child from me,myfucking child…
“Why can’t you do it?” Doc questions as he walks over to me, lifting his hand for the nurse to grab the machine.
“Because you can’t work on family!” I growl, and he stops short, looking back at Jas, who looks down.
“Holy…” Doc chokes, and I look back at Aisling, back at my daughter whose tears trail her cheeks, her bottom lip wobbling.
“Okay, sweetheart, my friend here is going to help you,” I whisper, and she lets out a little sob as I gently move her hair out of her face, taking in her features which are so much like my own.
My daughter, my fucking daughter.
Trying to squash the need to kiss her head, I slowly stand straight and back away so Doc can do his job, and I say coldly, “You are the only one I trust with her,” and he nods sharply as he leans down and speaks to her.
When she nods, he leans up and grabs the machine, and I watch the screen while Jas moves to stand beside… fuck, beside our daughter, and holds her hand, pressing her lips against Aisling's head.
I fist my hands and eye the screen before Doc tenses.
“She needs surgery,” I state, seeing what he’s seeing, and I look at Jas just as her eyes widen and she shakes her head.
“No, please, I, please, I can’t lose her,” she says frantically, and I swallow hard at the panic in her eyes.
Fuck.
All my resolve leaves me at her fear, and I quickly round the bed before cupping her soft cheek, getting her to focus on me while my brother orders people about to get an OR ready.
“Her appendix is about to burst, buttercup,” I whisper, her nickname accidentally coming out, and her tears fall.
“I can’t lose her,” she chokes as she grips my coat, and my jaw ticks because fuck, despite the anger I’m feeling, where this woman is concerned, she fucking consumes me.
I pull her into me and hold her to my chest as I lock eyes with Doc, understanding shining in his eyes, realizing why I’ve been the way I have, and I hold her tight to me as I demand, “Take her, Doc,” and Jas tenses before trying to move out of my hold, but I hold her tighter.
I know my girl, she won’t let Doc take her.
He nods again, understanding, and quickly moves Aisling as he talks to her, keeping her distracted.
Jas’ body trembles as she pushes me away. I go to grab her again but pause when she demands, “Go with her.”
“I’m not allowed–” I begin, but she cuts me off and confirms, “but you can watch?”
I sigh but mutter, “Yes, I can watch.”
Her tears fall, and she nods to where Doc has gone and chokes, “Then go, please, Logan, go with our daughter…”
Fuck, fuck, fuck.
My stomach tightens as my pulse races.
She’s just confirmed it, shefuck…
Jas shoves me again and demands forcefully, “Go, Logan. I only trust you, please.”
Yet she didn’t trust me enough to come to me with whatever made her run to begin with did she?
I give her a sharp nod and turn, quickly rushing after where Doc has taken my-my…
Fuck.
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