I was totally fine with that. “What about his parents?”
“Haven’t been able to get ahold of them yet,” he shrugged.
“Then what happens to him?”
“He’s underage. I need to release him to his family. I’m sure they’ll come around,” he said, but there was something in his eyes that made me think he wasn’t all that sure about it. “But until then, I’ll take him to the station. Do you want to press charges?”
“I think he’s paid enough,” Blake said dryly.
“Yeah, nothing like being pushed through a window to set you straight,” Mav grinned.
“Well, let us know what you need from us.”
“Will do. Oh, and…how was the baby news?”
Chuckling, I raised my hand to wave goodbye. “I’m sure you’ll hear about it in the next five minutes.”
“That’s just not right, Michael! Hey, you owe me!”
Wrapping my arm around Blake’s waist, we headed to the elevator.
“What was that about?” she asked as soon as the doors closed.
“I’m sure you’ll find out soon enough.”
Leaning forward, I hit the button for the third floor to find out how Liam was today. Blake didn’t say a thing as we headed down to his room.
I was surprised when neither of my parents were in there. I’d expected them to be hovering since it was still visiting hours. Liam looked like absolute shit, lying in his bed with an oxygen mask on his face. Thankfully, they’d taken him off the ventilator last night. But he was still in pretty rough shape.
His eyes flickered open just before he reached up and slid the mask down. “You’re not…an apparition,” he choked out.
“Nope. Still here, and still gonna kick your ass when you get out of here.”
“My lucky day.”
He started coughing again, so I pushed the mask back into place.
“You got lucky, I see. Ma and Pop aren’t anywhere in sight.”
He shook his head.
“Did you send them home?”
He nodded, but his eyes flicked to Blake and the bandage on her arm.
“Oh, that’s nothing. She just chased some punk down and threw him into a window,” I grinned. “Just another day for us.”
Blake shot me a look, but didn’t say anything from where she sat in the chair.
“So, this is Blake, by the way. My fiancée and uh…good news. Blake’s pregnant. You’re gonna be an uncle.”
He moved the mask again. “I would jump for joy, but…kinda sucky right now.” He nodded his head at Blake, but that was really all he could manage.
“Yeah, just keep that mask in place and get better. I’m not sure I’ll be around the next time to save your ass.”
He shot me a questioning look.
“I’m not going anywhere, but since you seem to find danger in your sleep, that makes it hard to predict where your next accident will be.”
