Behind Closed Doors

Chapter 24

"Get me some god damn answers! " I growl into my cellular phone.  I was pissed off.   I was so pissed off it was unbelievable.  I wanted to murder someone right now,  but I had to find out exactly who that person was going to be. 

Who would fire shots at a maternity store? I was going to find this person and make sure that he or she never saw daylight ever again.  I could almost imagine my hands wrapping around their neck and applying pressure until their eyes rolled... I stopped my eyes darting to Jennifer lying silently on the hospital bed in the center of the room.   I could've very well have lost her. Good thing Samuel had got her to ground quick enough,  she hadn't been shot,  but she had suffered from a slight anxiety attack and her blood pressure had rose. 

She had passed out but she was going to be fine and the baby was going to be fine.  When she was unconscious they had let me listen to the great beat.  It was absolutely beautiful.  I was so mesmerized by it.  I was actually going to be a father and it made me happy.  

Her head moved to the side and I take the seat next to her watching her carefully.   I hated not being there for her.  Things around us were becoming dangerous.

A soft groan echoed through the room stealing my attention away from my thoughts.  Leaning forward I pressed a soft kiss to her temple before smoothly running my hand through her hair. 

"Honey can you hear me?" I ask quietly,  my lips brushing against her ear.

"Connor," she sighs peeling her eyes opening to look at me. "Th-the store. " She stammered, jerking away from me.

I frown watching as she eyed me with suspicion.  I knew that things were scary, but I never wanted her to look at me like that.  As if she couldn't trust me. She exhaled,  inching back into a comfortable position before her hand fell to her visibly pregnant belly.  "My baby, " she whispered softly. 

"Our baby is fine. I heard the heartbeat, he or she is strong and healthy," I assure her reaching out to touch her.  I breath a sigh of relief when she didn't flinch away from me.

"There were shots. What day is it?" she asks,  glancing around the room. 

"It's Monday, May 14th."

"Oh, where's Sam and -"

"They're fine."

"What about the ladies at the maternity store?  Are they alright?" Her lips turned down in a frown as she stared at me awaiting my answer. 

I glance away,  resting my hand over my mouth before sighing heavily.   "Two didn't make it and one lost her baby," I mumble removing my hand from my mouth.  

My heart dropped the look on her face was of absolute devastation.  "Wh-what? "

"It wasn't your fault -"

"Yes it was my fault!  If I wouldn't have gone there they would be alive and happy and preparing to have a baby. I was the one the gunmen wanted.   They wanted me. Now... " Her head fell into her hands as she cried.   Soothingly I wrapped my arm around her and brought her closer to me. 

I tenderly rubbed her back as she cried on my shoulder.   Several minutes passed and we stayed this way,  her tightly wrapped in my arms.  I press a kiss to her hair and pull away.  

"It's my fault actually.   I realized that I am the one that put your life in jeopardy.  I shouldn't have come here.  You've been safely tucked away for four months and as soon as I am present you get shot at and minutes after my speech. I'm working on figuring all of this out."

I tuck a strand of hair behind her ear and lean forward giving her a kiss.  "I love you. "

She looks up at me her eyes still glimmering with unshed tears.  "Connor, why would someone want to do this?"