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her down on the table; thankfully no one had been in with the doc or who knows what I would've done to the poor soul.
    "What seems to be the problem?" He started fumbling with the shit around his neck and looking over his glasses at her.
    "She says it's allergies but I don't know, she's been sneezing for the better part of two weeks. This morning she started wheezing and she's running a fever, what do you think?"
    "Well I have to look at her first son."
    "Yeah, okay." What the fuck’s he waiting for, he’s just standing there staring at me with this stupid half grin on his face. I started to say something but he beat me to it.
    "I can't get to her if you don't move out of the way son."
    "Oh." I stepped back but not too far, she might need me.
    "Talon?"
    "Yeah baby?"
    "Calm down."
    "Uh huh, I'll get right on that."
    

 He drew blood and listened to her heart and her lungs. I could still hear her fighting to breathe and I wanted to hit something. "Uh Talon, I think we need to get her to the hospital, I'm not sure but I think she might be having a severe reaction to something. We'll know more when we get the blood work back, but since this isn't my field of expertise I'd feel better if she went to emergency."
     I was halfway out the door before he was finished. I fucking knew it, why didn't I just follow my instincts? No time for that now, next time I'll just make sure she listens to me. I ran all the way to my truck and buckled her in, pushing the seat back so she could lie down. Doc had yelled something about calling the hospital so they’d know we were coming as I floored it out of there. I probably should’ve taken his advice and waited for an ambulance but those fucks take forever sometimes, no, no one will take care of her like I can.
     

 
     
     We were there for fucking ever, and I was freaking the fuck out. I mean why would they be keeping her here this long if there wasn't something seriously wrong? They tried getting me out of the room but good luck with that. My baby was stressing, she was finally grasping how serious this shit was and it was scaring her. That shit only sent me into a tailspin, I couldn’t stand to see the fear in her eyes. The way she looked at me as if pleading with me to do something and I couldn’t do shit.
     All I could do was hold her hand and whisper to her reassuringly. There’s no way she can be taken from me now, that’s what I kept telling myself. I tried to remember if I’d ever done anything so horrible that would cause me to suffer such a loss. I think I prayed, begged, threatened and a whole host of other things while I listened to her fight to breathe. For some reason she seemed to have gotten worst since we got here. I swore then and there that I would love and protect her al my life if she would only pull through.
    When they started talking CAT scans and shit, let's just say they're lucky the building's still standing. I called my dad to see who he knew in the area that would be of help. He didn't even beat around the bush, didn’t ask me a million questions. He put me on hold for five minutes before he came back on the line. "Colliers is on his way, you know him, you've seen him at some of the ceremonial dinners and he's been to the house a time or two. I'll try to get ahold of the administrator and let him know he'll be having a visiting doctor. In the meantime do you need your mom and I to come out?"
     "Not yet dad that's a long ass flight, but if you can be on standby..."
    "Alright son, keep us posted, your mother wants to talk to you."
    "Talon, is Skye okay?"
    "They're working on her now mom, it's some kind of allergic reaction but it's bad."
    "You let us know the minute you think you need us, your father and I will stay available okay?"
    "Thanks mom, love you I gotta get back in there."
    "Okay son, love you."
    "Love you too mom." 

    
 Colliers showed up a little later and I vaguely remembered him. He was an African American dread locked man that my