Hunter Hayes Imagines

In The Face Of Danger

You're sitting on the couch, cuddled inside blanket with Cole laying by your feet. Hunter, your husband, had gone overseas to play for the troops and you supported him, though you were extremely worried. You had kept in contact, texting and a few phone calls though you hadn't heard from him since. You flipped through the tv channels, landing on CNN. You never were a huge fan of news and you were about to change but the reporter started in on breaking news. "If you're just joining us, I have just received word that Hunter Hayes, country sensation, has been reported missing from a us aviation camp in Bagram, Afghanistan. We're trying to get any word of what's going on. Bagram is just a short distance from the capital of Kabul-" you go pale white, the woman reporter drowned out as your mind is going mile a minute.

A phone ringing brings you out of your trance. You look at your phone as you pull it out, seeing it was Dan, Hunter's manager. You swallow hard and you answer, "Dan...?"

"(Y/n), I have some bad news..."

"No!" You shout, still unbelieving. "You said it would be safe!" He takes in a sharp intake of breath. And you burst into tears. "He could be dead! Or being tortured or-"

"(Y/n) please try to calm down. I'm coming to get you." He hangs up and you grab onto Cole, sobbing and trying to keep from passing out. It feels like every breath is a fight you just want to give up on. For all you know he could be dead. The thought truly hits you and you run to the bathroom, throwing up in the toilet. The only man you have ever loved, could ever love, could be laying somewhere, lifeless and cold. Face twisted in pain as people throw him away like garbage. Your mind plays out dozens of scenarios, the only thing that stops it is a knock at the door.

You swallow hard and get to the door, opening it to see Dan. He frowns and pulls you into a hug. He then starts to tell you everything that they're doing to find him and bring him back home. He could never come back home, he could never come back into your arms...He could never meet his child. You were planning on telling him when he came back and not a soul knew you were carrying a baby...his baby. The baby needed it's father..you needed your husband...the world needed his music. You wouldn't be able to survive without him.

"They said they'll tell us when there's any more news." Dan reminds you for the 5th time as you pace the floor.

It's been 6 hours since Dan showed up and you haven't been able to speak or function as time goes on things only seem worse. You just shake your head and continue to pace, your feet hitting the floor in a steady rhythm. "(Y/n) you need to drink something at least or please sit down." You shake your head again and grab the remote, turning the channel again, it's time for Night Line. Maybe they will say something. The opening clip shows and the phone rings. "Hello?" Dan picks up and while you want to be focused on the television it could be about Hunter on the phone. Someone called the house shortly after Dan arrived promising to update you as they learned more. "(Y/n) turn off the television!"

"Why?" You break your silence and turn to him briefly, when you turn back you gasp in horror, eyes filling with tears.

You watch the video on the television screen. It's Hunter..and he looks horrible. He's badly hurt with a black eye, bleeding lip and what looks like a broken arm. He looks at the camera and he's being shouted at in a foreign language. He's held up beside two masked and armed men and then he begins to speak. "M-my name is Hunter Hayes and..I've been ordered to do this. They want one million dollars supplied to them in two days otherwise I die." You gasp and shake your head as Dan tries to get the remote from you to turn the television off. You hide it from him and you hear Hunter say your name. "To my parents, I love you..if I don't make it, please help (y/n) in anyway you can..To my wife, (y/n), please be strong. We'll get though this okay..and if I have to I'll watch you from heaven."