In Their Arms

45 - After

I was finishing a prescription for one of my patients when Lana, my new intern, showed up at the door.

"Excuse me. Doctor Silva. Your husband Caden is here, apparently is an emergency." She walks out of my office.

Seven years went by after I killed Luca. I graduated, became an amazing vet, and opened my own hospital.

I rushed to the front of the hospital and see Caden holding a big black and brown dog. It was passed out and bleeding.

"Bring it here." We rush to the emergency room. "Put it on the table. What happened?" I ask him.

"Some asshole ran over him and left him there." Cay tells me.

"Alright." I grab my stethoscope and places it on his heart. "Fuck, we're losing him. Lana!"

Lana rushes inside grabs some needles.

"Caden, call Aaron, tell him to rush here. Lana, adrenaline, please." I start some chest compressions while Lana was injecting adrenaline. "Come on, boy."

Suddenly, the dog starts breathing again and his heart is working.

A few minutes after that, Aaron shows up.

"What happened?" He asks.

"German shepherd, adult, male, hit by a car and left on the streets. Caden brought him here. We gave him adrenaline, oxygen, and chest compressions. He's stable now, but he should take an ultrasound and x ray."

Caden found the dogs owner and brought them to the hospital. It was an old couple desperate to see the dog. Turns out to be the man's service dog.

I talked to them and explained everything that happened.

"It would be better if he could stay the night here, just so we can be sure, and I'll call you in the morning. Does that sound good?" I ask them.

The old lady smiles at me and holds her husband's hand.

"You are an angel. Thank you so much! And, please thank that handsome boy for bringing our Rufus here." She whispers the last part, and I laugh.

*****

After a long day at work, I finally got home.

As soon as I step inside de house, I can smell Vincent's food.

"Vince?" I call for him.

"Hey, baby." He shows up from the kitchen. "How was work?"

"Exhausting. Had to call A to help me with an emergency." I sigh.

I sit on the chair and Vince gives me a glass of orange juice.

"Thank you." I kiss him quickly.

This is our life now.

I come home from work, meet my men, usually one of them have dinner ready and waiting. When I have really bad days, we make popcorn and watch movies. After that, a lot of sex. And I mean, a lot.

People who say married people don't have much sex were lying. My men are insatiable, and so am I.

I love my life. I have everything I need and more.

Now and then, we have to lay low for a while, since they are still in the mafia, but apart from that, everything is perfect.

°•°•°•The End•°•°•°