I am Ukrainian🇺🇦. (A VLODYMYR ZELENSKYY FANFIC)

Chapter 29

Wladimir got antsy while waiting. Finally a Dr returned with news...

"Mr Macron, I am afraid that I have bad news. Jorja has suffered a lot of trauma and we simply cannot tell at the moment what the result of this is. That being said, the one shot went in her chest right though her heart and lung and out back. There is also clear signs that she was stepped on most of her ribs are broken. Also she has a broken neck. Her lungs suffered burns from the smoke inhalation.

Vlodymyr has been stabbed 42 times and shot twice.

We did everything we could and now we have to wait and see. The next 24-48 hours are crucial.

I am so sorry I don't have better news. "

Emmanuel just took a step back without a word. He stood by the big windows over looking the river. He did not even realize be was crying till stong arms wrapped around him holding him tight. He let out a pitty full sob that broke Wladimir's heart in a million pieces. Scattered like a broken vase on the ground. Wladimir didn't feel the need to say anything he just held onto Manu as hard as he can without hurting him.

After a while the doctor returned to find Manu still wrapped up in Wladimir's strong embrace.

Wladimir thanked every god he could think of that he sent the children home with Vitali they did not need to see this.

Wladimir had Manu follow the Dr he had to call Vitali to give him the update. Vitali could call Andriy for all he cared he is too tired to think anyways.

When he got to the small hospital toom we were in he noticed Manu was pissed off. Not just slightly pissed off, but full blown nothing could calm him, the next person who said the wrong thing was dead, pissed off.

"Jorji was in danger when I was supposed to be protecting her. It is my duty as her father to ensure that she is safe and that nothing bad happen to her, and I failed her." Manu said softly.

His heartbeat was faster than normal, and for once he couldn't tell if it was fear or adrenaline. He hoped it was adrenalin but he knew, just knew, that he was probably wrong and that it was more than likely fear over his daughter's well being. His daughter meant everything to him and the idea of anything bad, anything horrific happening to her, destroyed him. She is his baby he's reason for everything.

3 Months later.....

I had little to no idea of what had happened in the time since the end of the phone call with Vova and when I awoke properly in the hospital. I was scared because when I woke up there was two men sat next to my hospital bed, but my father and husband was nowhere in sight. It terrified me because the last time I could remember seeing him, he was bleeding from a gunshot wound, or at least what I thought was a gunshot. Was Vova ok and why is dad not here? I wondered.

"Daidí?" I exclaimed in a hoarse voice as I trashed around on the bed trying to see if my father was in the room anywhere near me or if there was any sign of him having been in in my room or if I can see Vova or any sign of him. I began to cough due to the dryness of my throat as I kept scanning every inch of the room looking for Vova or my father.

"Jorji, calm down," Sebastiaan's voice cut through my fear as a hand settled on my shoulder to hold me in place. "Vova's okay and you can see him really soon, I promise," the French bodyguard assured me before he slowly lifted his hand from my shoulder to allow me to sit up and get a drink of water. He had known me longer than everyone on the team at home or at dads office knew me.

I coughed a few times before I spoke "What... happened... The kids... Vova.... Dad?" The fear in my voice broke Sebastiaan's heart - "this little girl had been through far too much in the mere almost 6 years that I had known her, never mind what she had been through prior to when we met." Sebastiaan thought to himself.

The door opened and dad walked in. "Daddy!" I said and held my arms out to him. He immediately wrapped me up and held me so tight to him. "Daddy" I said as I cried into his shoulder.

"Papillon" dad said... Before kissing me on my head. "I was so scared I thought this time I really lost you. Baby what on earth? You promised no more scary stuff."

"I was at home daddy, this one was not my fault. I think. I mean I was at home playing with the kids last I remember. Daddy the kids are they.... Daddy?... " I said as I was trying to get up. That was when I noted my legs did not move.. I freaked out.

" Daddy my legs I can't feel my legs. Daddy why don't my legs work?" I asked in panic.

"Baby, calm down please your heart. I can't deal with more things at the moment so please just calm down for me." Manu said holding me.

Aah that familiar smell. That hold. It now calls home to me. I fell in love with dads smell and the way he holds me. It establish a calm in me no matter how big the storm.

I fell asleep like that wrapped up in the warm arms of my father. One of the only 4 places I really feel safe enough to let my guard down fully.