Enemies On The Mission [b.barnes]

Part 28 - Hospital

James's POV

I don't know how long it's been or what happened but all I can hear is a steady beeping sound. The noise is quitet but it takes up all the space in my head.

I want to open my eyes.

Speak.

Do something.

But I can't.

The only thing awake is my mind and it's torture.

I'm not sure if I'm dead or alive.

I hope Marcella is okay.

I think she killed George, but I was to out of it to be sure. I hope she made it out of there safe.

When I was chained up and he was hurting her it was the most fear I've ever felt. It was similar to what I felt when he would hurt my mother, that's the only other time I've ever really felt fear.

But this time I couldn't do a single thing and I felt helplessness like I never have before.

I couldn't survive without Marcella.

If she died I would go right after her.

She's the only person who has ever made me feel alive. Not just like I was existing but I was actually living.

"James," I hear. Marcella. I can't tell if it's just in my imagination or if she's really with me.

I try, but I can't talk back to her.

"I don't know if you can hear me, but it's over, George is dead and so is the rest of his mafia," she says, it sounds soft. Like she's far away from me. The beeps get quieter in my head as I focus on her voice.

I want to get to her.

I hear a sniffle, "Please come back to me James. It's been 3 weeks. I tell you this everyday incase you start hearing me someday, George's dead. Your mother and my parents can hopefully rest easy," she says.

I want to tell her I'm awake, that I can hear her but my body is frozen.

I feel a squeeze on my hand.

"You're a good man James. Even if you don't think you are sometimes, I do. Your mother would too, she would be so proud of you," Marcella says.

"I'm sleeping in here with you everyday. You're never alone." Then I hear a faint giggle. Fuck, I love her so much. "The doctors told me I wasn't allowed but Fury threatened them, so I can do whatever I want now. He cares about you James, I know you care about him too. He somehow found our location and took his men to raid the place, that's what the commotion above us was."

I do care about Fury. He's almost like a father for me.

I feel a wet drop on the hand she's holding and she sniffles again. "You weren't breathing when the medics came. You're a dickhead for scaring me like that, you shouldn't have took the bullet for me. But thank you, and also... fuck you," she says, I hear a giggle at the last part but it comes out more like a sob.

"My body shut down and I couldn't breathe, they rushed in and got you breathing again then they took you here. Fury helped me to the hospital and he visits sometimes to see how you are. But you're always the same. Stable but they don't know when or if you're going to wake up. I need you to wake up James. I can't do this without you."

I feel another squeeze on my hand, "I love you James. I need you to wake up so I can tell you," Marcella whispers.

She loves me.

Fuck. I try to wake up. Speak. Move. Open my eyes. But I can't.

"I love you so much and I don't think I can live if you aren't with me," she says, her free hand gently runs down my cheek and I feel her other hand on mine, holding it tight.