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|CHAPTER 27|

he apologized, "I'm so sorry about him, please come in." Her giggle was the most delightful sound I'd encountered all day. Turning back, Spencer steered me to a chair, asking the question I had in mind. Realizing she was teasing, I joined in her laughter, feeling both relieved and slightly embarrassed. Yet, her playful demeanor and the surprise she gave me piqued my interest. Perhaps working at this company might just be enjoyable. Then she approached me and whispered in my ear, "But you can call me Red." That's when my breath caught, and my heart began to race. It was then that She laughed upon noticing my panic she would sit on my lap using her stethoscope to hear my heart. Then she asked, what did you want to ask me?" I smirked wrapping my arm around her waist and whispering, "When can Derek be discharged? Because we have two kidnapped victims now and we have a thirteen-hour flight." Red asked, "Thirteen-hour flight? To where?" I said, "To Seoul, South Korea."

Then she smiled, deftly sliding something into my coat pocket, and leaned into whisper, "Call me when you're back in town, okay?" I smirked, responding, "Okay, princess, I'll do that." Rising, she walked over to Derek and Penelope, clipboard in hand, and greeted them, "Hello Mr. Morgan, how are you feeling?" He replied, "A bit sore, but I'm okay; I have my baby girl here with me," as he wrapped Penelope in an embrace.

~Time skip~

Derek's POV
I hopped out of the hospital on crutches, with Penelope by my side assisting me into the car. I paused when David inquired, "Who will accompany Derek to the airport and assist him?" Penelope raised her hand and declared, "David, I will." I smiled at David, who simply nodded in response. That's when I turned to Penelope and asked, "Hey baby girl, do you want me to get in first, or should you?"

She looked at me and said, "No." Then she added, "I want you to get in first, so I can level your leg on my lap with a pillow." I nodded and climbed into the backseat of the car, using the headrest to pull myself across and rest my back against the car door. Suddenly, I realized Penelope was out of sight. Just as I was about to call out for her, she appeared with a baby blue pillow in her arms, got into the car, and gently lifted my left leg. She paused when I let out a pained "AHH! SHIT!" Then I saw panic in her eyes. Then I said, "Did I scare you?" She nodded, but I could see tears welling up in her eyes, making me regret my reaction. In pain, I asked, "Would you like to keep holding my leg, or would it be better to gently set it down and sit in front of me?" As tears streamed down her face, she looked at me. I advised her to carefully lower my leg onto the cushioned seat and draw nearer. Carefully navigating around my injured leg, she rested her head. on my chest, and I enveloped her in a comforting hug.

~Time skip~

They gently set me down, allowing me to hop into my seat. Just as I was about to settle in, Captain Quagmire approached. "Hey Derek, I have a question," he said, halting me. I gave him a curious glance, prompting him to continue. Clearing his throat, he inquired, "Do you want to attend the first class?" Confused, I responded, "Isn't this first class?" A smirk began to play at the corner of his mouth. "Come on, let me show you," he urged. He came closer, hoisting my left arm over his shoulder and helping me stand. Guiding me to an empty area of the plane, I was about to voice my confusion when he nudged me to lean against the chair's armrest.

He stepped under a string, gave it a tug, and a large staircase unfolded before us. With a smile, he offered assistance once more, allowing me to rest my arm over his shoulder as we ascended the stairs together. At the top, I surveyed an area reminiscent of the one below yet more expansive. He let go of me, approached a nearby chair, removed the cushions, and yanked on a black strap to reveal a bed frame. My eyes tracked his movements as he proceeded to a large closet and brought out a mattress.

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He hauled it to the bedframe and positioned it securely. Then, he went back to the closet and brought out a two-toned, silky comforter in shades of red and gold, along with two matching pillows. Half an hour later, he peeled back the comforter, turned to me with a smile, approached, raised my left arm, helped me to stand, and supported me to the neatly made bed. There, he eased me down, resting me against a gold pillow and carefully elevating my injured leg onto it. He then draped the comforter over me and presented me with a glass of white wine. "Derek, I'll be back," he said. I gave a nod, and he descended the stairs.