The Blacklister's secret (A The blacklist fanfiction)

Hospitals We all hate Hospitals

Emma's P.O.V.

Agent Keen walks into Daddy's room at the hospital.

"Time to go Kiddo." She says.

"But he's going to wake up soon!" I argue.

"How do you know that?" She asks, raising her eyebrows.

"I just do Agent Keen." I say, because my gut is telling me so.

"Ten more minutes, that's it." She says, slumping into a chair snd pulling out her phone.

"Thanks sissy!" I say, being a smartellic.

She just smiles and shakes her head.

I wheel up to Daddy's side, taking his hand and squeezing it gently.

He squeezes it back, causing me to scream.

Agent Keen is by my side in less than 0.02 seconds.

"He squeezed my hand Agent Keen!" I say excitedly.

"That I did Ems." Daddy's voice says softly.

"Daddy!" I say as he opens his eyes.

"Hi darling." He says, sitting up.

"Daddy?" I ask scared.

"What is it darling?" He asks, extending his arms to me.

Agent keen helps me up to him, and I curl up in his lap.

"Daddy I can't walk." I say, preparing myself for the letdown.

"Well Emma, that just means we can decorate your wheelchair. And I can carry you everywhere as well." He says, pressing a kiss to my head.

"Daddy?" I ask.

"Hmmm?" He answers.

"I love you." I say, hugging him.

"I love you too Emma." He says, hugging me back.

Agent Keen plops me back in my wheelchair and we waltz down to the lobby to wait for Daddy.

"Wait till he finds out what you did to save him." Agent Keen says.

"He'll kill me." I groan.

"He will not." Agent Keen says, lightly hitting my arm.

"Ow sissy that hurt." I whimper.

She rolls her eyes and then we both giggle.

"What are you girls giggling about?" Daddy asks, walking out of the Elevator in his three piece suit and fedora in hand.

"Nothing Daddy." I giggle.

"Oh really?" He asks, quirking his eyebrow.

I squeal as I wheel away, him chasing after me and Sissy chasing after him.

When he catches me he picks me up and folds the wheelchair and carries it in his other hand, I'm slung across his hip and I mess with his ear.

It drives him insane, and after a while he starts nipping at my hand with his teeth.

We get to Agent Keen's car and he throws my wheelchair in the trunk, then we slide into the back seat and he buckles me in.

He smiles at me and climbs into the passenger seat.

We pull out of the hospital parking lot and we get icecream from a little stand, after a while Daddy starts questioning agent Keen.

"So, how did I get rescued?" He inquires, putting his hands behind his head and his feet up on the dash, preparing to hear a long story.