Emilia

39: Emilia

-Vincent-

My eyebrows furrowed as sniffles and silent cries littered my ear drums. Slowly, I peeled my eyes open as I looked at the empty spot next to me on her bed. I raised up from my laid position as I looked over at the bathroom where the orange glow of the light lit up the dark hospital room.

"Emmy," I called out, pulling off the covers as I got out of the bed. I walked towards the sounds of her crying as I placed my hand on the door. I pushed it open, my eyes scanning the room for her before I seen her sitting next to the toilet, tears streaming down her face.

"Baby, what's wrong?" I asked, walking over towards her as I crouched down. I looked at the toilet to see that she had thrown up, and I sighed.

"Come on." I whispered, wrapping her arms around my neck as I helped her stand up. She grabbed onto my shoulders as I walked her over to the sink where I helped her rinse out her mouth. I brushed her hair away from her face to hold it back before grabbing a towel to dry off her mouth.

"Why didn't you tell me that you needed to use the bathroom?" I asked, leading her back out into the room as I helped her get into the bed.

"I didn't want to wake you up." She said softly. I pulled the blanket back over her, shaking my head before heading into the bathroom to clean up after her.

When I was done, I turned off the light and closed the bathroom door. A frown graced my features as I looked over at her. She was just staring up at the ceiling while tears rolled down the corner of her eyes. Getting back in the bed with her, I wiped away her tears as I brushed her hair out of her face.

"Did you have a bad dream?" I asked, her head nodding as she sniffled again. She never tells me what her nightmares are about, but I know that they're of the things that happened to her in the apartment.

"Do you want to talk about it?" I asked, placing a kiss on her forehead as I rubbed her stomach. She shook her head no, and a smile slowly played on my lips as I looked down at her.

"Do you want to cuddle?" I asked, watching her as she laughed softly before nodding her head. I picked her up in my arms as I held her closer to me. It was hard to cuddle with her considering I didn't want to trigger any pain from her surgery, but we managed to make it work.

I rubbed her back in soothing motions to help her go back to sleep as I placed a kiss on her forehead before moving down to her nose then her lips.

"I love you." I whispered. She gave me a small smile before her eyes shut as she nuzzled her face into my chest, mumbling the words back sleepily.
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Emilia had slept in this morning since she didn't get much sleep last night, which allowed me to slip away and take care of things that I've been meaning to do since the night I first arrived back home.

Getting out of my car, I stared up at the suburban house in front of me before taking my gun out of the waistband of my slacks. I closed the car door behind me, checking the chamber for bullets as I stepped up onto the porch.

I clicked it back into place before running my hand through my hair. My arm extended out as I pushed the button to the doorbell before placing my index finger over the peep hole.

Moments later, the sound of locks unlocking had sounded the area around me as the door pulled open. Tony's smile immediately fell as all the color drained from his face.