Vanilla ice

Chapter 10:

Owen

I'm at the grocery store when my phone goes off. It's Andrew. All he said was SOS. I run to the check out and pay. I make it to the hospital as fast as I can.

When I barged into the hospital I was seeing red. Carter had called me when I was on my way to explain the situation. Sophia was hurt and there was nothing I could do without her finding out who I actually am. But I don't care anymore. Someone hurt something of mine. I don't like when someone touches what's mine.

"Owen, calm down."

"Calm down?!? You did not just tell me to calm down!"

"Owen, she is shaken up and scared. Seeing you run up to her will only make it worse. We brought her here to get stitches. She has a slight concussion so be careful. The doctor said she needs to rest but will be okay. Her stitches are waterproof and she is taking a bath I think. The doctor also said to be really gentle with her since she is shaken up and her body is in survival mode."

"Fine."

I take the steps two at a time, I'm seeing red by the time I get outside. I don't want to leave her but I have to. I pull out my phone and dial Jim.

"Hey Jim, I have a favor to ask."

"What's up kid?"

"I need you to track an IP address."

"When do you need it?"

"Tonight."

"Owen, you know how hard that'll be?"

"How much will it be to have it by the morning?"

"5k."

"Got it. I'll have Cody run it to you."

"Owen, do I even want to know what's going on?"

"Someone touched something of mine."

"Okay, I'll have it in your email by tomorrow morning."

"Thanks, Jim."

"Of course, kid."

I take a deep breath before I head back inside. I won't be able to take care of the situation until tomorrow so there is no reason to freak out.

*****

Back at my place, Sophia is in the bath, reading. I walk over to her to kiss her head, she immediately stiffens. God that pisses me off.

"It's okay, it's just me."

"I know."

She relaxes a little when I start to rub her shoulders.

"I brought food, are you hungry?"

"What did you bring?"

"Your favorite."

"The Italian restaurant down the street?"

"Of course. With your favorite, cheese ziti, and breadsticks with Alfredo."

"Ohhh thanks."

"We can eat and watch a movie when you get done here."

"Okay"

As Sophie walks out of the bathroom I can see the stitches all over her body. My poor girl. Sophie walks to my closet and grabs a shirt. Within ten minutes we are eating Italian food and watching ratatouille.

Sophia is shaking and every time a loud noise booms in the room she jumps. It doesn't take long for her to drift off to sleep. She is sleeping peacefully when I get a text from Jim.