Experiment #9

Chapter Eighteen: Made A Way

Quinn woke up to find Elijah's head resting beside her hand while he sat in a chair, she knew he was uncomfortable. She looked over to see Liam sleeping in a nearby hospital bed and wanted to chuckle. He was entirely too big for it. Then there was her Prince Charming. Oliver was definitely going to have a crick in his neck from the position he was in.

Quinn stroked Elijah's brown hair absentmindedly as she thought over the events of last night. She heard him stir and stilled as he pulled back to look at her.

"Hi." She said with a smile but it faltered the moment she saw his eyes mist. Elijah gently stood and captured her lips with his. It was kind. Tranquil. Weighted. He pulled back and rested his forehead on hers. "I'm so fucking sorry, baby. For everything."

She pulled away and looked at him with a smile. "I'm okay, puddin'." He shook his head vehemently. "You could have died, Quinn. I talked to the doctor. It seems there a lot laxer in other countries once they realize they're talking to a fellow colleague. An inch more and it could've been fatal. Then what would I have done? What would any of us have done?"

Quinn could see that he was having a moment. "I love you, Harls. I love you so much that it drives me crazy to think of sharing you with them. Then this happened and I realized how stupid I was being. I could have lost the love of my life because of what?!" Quinn watched as his tears fell.

"I could've lost you over my fucking pride, Quinn! My stupid fears that said like my mother you felt I wasn't good enough to love solo so you had to have them as well. How dumb does that make me? Of course you're not like my mother. Of course you love us all equally and see us for who we are."

Elijah held her hand in his as he looked into her expressive brown eyes. "I can't live without you, Quinn and seeing Natalia covered in your blood. I just...I can't lose you, baby. I won't." Quinn let him cry as she pulled him close to her.

"I'm so sorry for all that I've said and done to hurt you. You didn't deserve that and if I'm being honest, I didn't mean it." Elijah whispered in her hair. "I found myself in you, Quinn, something I've been searching for since my mother abandoned me. I'm not going to let anyone take that or you away from me. Not even myself."

He pulled back to look at her. "I love you, Harley. I love you so fucking much and I want to be with you if you'll have me." Quinn stilled at his words before letting a small smile blossom on her face. She cupped his cheek before caressing it lovingly.

Liam and Oliver stayed where they were listening to the whole exchange. It seemed a drastic event was what was needed to get Elijah to see that losing Quinn would have been the worst thing to ever happen to him.

She stroked his cheek and whispered words of love and forgiveness. "We were meant for one another, puddin'. I'm your Harley and you're my Mr. J." Quinn winked at him causing him to chuckle quietly.

Oliver stood up and groaned at the pain shooting up his back and neck. "My poor Charming." Quinn cooed as he walked over to her and pecked her lips. Liam gently moved Oliver out of the way to get his own kiss.

"How are you feeling?" Liam asked worriedly as Elijah wiped his face and sat beside Quinn on the bed. "It hurts. A lot." Elijah started calling out in Spanish. A nurse came in and the two began speaking rapidly before she left.

"What did you say to her?" Oliver asked. "He asked her to give me pain medication, but I don't need it puddin'. I can power through." Elijah shook his head. "You shouldn't have to. We're going to get you meds and then we're going to get you the hell out of here."

Oliver and Liam nodded in agreement. "Is this what it's going to be like? You three making decisions and I'm just going to have to go with it." Quinn quirked an eyebrow. "When it comes to making sure you're taken care of, yes." Oliver said with a smirk causing her to groan.