One too Many

Chapter 30

Cole

"What do you mean you need our help?" Asher asks Oliver, his confusion and worry making an appearance.

Oliver sets whatever he brought back from the lab on the table and takes a seat on the couch next to the one we are occupying.

His eyes scan our faces before landing on the sleeping beauty in Yan's embrace. "Sam... Samara respects you a lot and I need your help to convince her to do the surgery."

We stare at him, waiting for him to elaborate more.

"She is refusing to do the surgery for many reasons. One, she always mentions how some other person will need the new heart more than she does. Let me emphasis that she needs a new heart very urgently. If there was a list with priority or emergency cases she would be the first one in a blink of an eye. Second, it's a very difficult and dangerous surgery and the success rate is 50:50. Sam takes these percentages very seriously and she doesn't want to gamble on it. Third, the healing time is very long. She has to stay strictly in bed for 3 months after the surgery and up to 6 months for very light exercise. Like walking around the house, showering, and so forth. It could take anywhere from 6-12 months to be fully healed. Especially that Sam's condition is very bad to start with and her heart is not her only problem. She doesn't want to be 'resting in peace while other people need her help' her words not mine." Oliver shares our girl's thoughts with us.

"These last two are the most important." He pauses for a second, taking a deep breath before continuing. "Other than Antonio, somebody else
is after her. We have an idea who but we don't know for sure. They are the reason we can't go to a hospital when Sam is in a bad condition. I don't know how they know she is there, but they somehow do. Even if we use a fake name or go very secretly. When it's one of us, the boys, in the hospital that person doesn't care, it's like we don't exist for them, but the second Sam is in front of the door they know. We don't know what's the deal, this only happens in the hospital. Not on the streets, not in grocery stores, not anywhere, only the damn fucking hospital. Sam owns a hospital and even in her own hospital she can't be safe. She is very careful everywhere we go. Samara, the quads, Oscar and myself, and our beloved ones, we all basically don't exist. So I don't understand how he can find her every fucking time we have to go to the hospital. "

"What the fuck do you mean you don't exist?" Dom asks dumfounded. "And who the fuck is after my Darling!??"

"Sam erased all of our names, faces, fingerprints, and whereabouts from the great web. Meaning no one knows we ever existed. We always use fake information about ourselves whenever we have to interact with people outside our circle. The answer to your second question is that we don't know who exactly yet." Oscar explains.

What in the fucking hell?

"It's to stay safe." Oscar whispers. "So we live peacefully without worrying about all the enemies we make on this life." A grim expression falls on his face as he tells us the reality of the life they live.

"Do we need to worry about the unknown fucker for the time being?" Dom's question is filled with furry. His arms tighten around our girl causing her to whine in her sleep.

"Like I said, as long as we stay away from any hospital, it should be good. We haven't had any problems with said person outside of the hospitals." Oliver assures us, his tone light.

"Why don't you do the surgery for her?" Asher's question is quite, his eyes not straying from her face.

Olive palms his face, his sigh heavy. "I wish I could. These types of surgeries need at least 4 surgeons, especially in Sam's case where she suffers from severe blood loss, there need to be more than usual to work faster. I can't do the surgery by myself and surgeons are in hospitals and hospitals are a big no for Sam. I don't even have the skills set that allows me to do any kind of those big surgery."