Aaron paced the hospital waiting room.
He had found out that he and Neil had been kidnapped and held captive for nearly three whole weeks.
Andrew's stare drilled holes into his head.
Aaron ignored him.
Aaron kept ruminating over what had happened when he freaked out, thinking Neil had died on him and Aaron was rushing about the house to get out and get help when he ran into the maids and stationary guards who weren't even aware that Anthony was dead, well, they hadn't known until they saw Aaron and Neil.
Aaron panicked, pulling out the gun and pointing it at them.
"Anthony Wesninski is dead. Neil and I are leaving and if anyone makes a move I swear I will shoot!" Aaron snapped, and ordered one of the maids to hand over their phone. One of them fumbled for a phone and handed it to him and the guards had all rushed to the room where he was held captive to see what had happened to Anthony.
Andrew snatched the phone and punched in Abby's number.
Relief struck Aaron at the sound of Abby's voice. He croaked her name and heard her start crying, and he explained the current situation to her as he ordered one of the maids to hand him car keys.
He rushed out of the house and quickly started one of the maids' cars. He opened the passenger seat, and carefully slid Neil into it and buckled him in and ran to the other side, Abby still on the phone and started the car and then was rushing to the hospital.
Aaron tried to keep calm as he talked to Abby and he kept glancing out of the corner of his eye at Neil, silent and pale in the passenger seat, covered in blood, his and Anthony's blood. Aaron reached out and gripped Neil's wrist in one hand, and pressed his fingers into the pulse point, his eyes still on the road, hand on the wheel.
'Please have a pulse, please have a pulse,' he thought. Aaron felt another spark of relief when he felt Neil had a pulse but it was slow and faint. He sped as fast as he could along the road to the hospital. Abby told him everyone would meet him there.
The worst part about all of it was that Aaron still knew these roads. They had literally only been a few blocks away from PSU and their teammates, held captive inside a mansion on of the nicer streets.
Aaron had felt relieved when the guards didn't chase after him or shoot at them and Aaron made sure to have Abby call the cops after he told her about Anthony Wesninski and had her send them to that address while Aaron rushed to the hospital, begging Neil not to die.
Aaron hoped that Micah's body was taken care of properly.
Everything blurred together when he made it to the hospital, screaming for help and pulling Neil's limp body into his arms and he heard familiar shouts behind him as he rushed through the hospital doors.
"Someone help! I need help!" Aaron called, nurses and doctors came running when they saw him, and Neil in his arms. Neil was placed on one of their beds and rushed to the ER after they took stock of Neil's condition and the amount of blood loss.
Aaron followed after them until they went into the ER and his view was blocked.
"Oh my - ! Aaron!" Aaron turned and saw Abby and Wymack, his knees buckled and he reached to grab onto something to hold himself up and Matt had caught him by the arm to hold him up.
"Thanks," Aaron muttered. He was pulled toward the waiting room and he sat in one of the chairs. The Foxes all fired questions at him but he didn't answer and blocked them out. He knew they were worried but he didn't feel like talking. Nicky rushed forward with tears in his eyes, clearly wanting to hug Aaron and he let him, though he still flinched at the contact and knew he didn't do a good job of hiding it.
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For You? I'd Do Anything
Fanfic[Summary May Change] A little over a year had passed since the incident in Baltimore and life had settle into normal for Neil, well, his 'version' of normal and he had a routine as well as a family in the Foxes, his teammates. And then there was And...
