Satan's Sinner's #3: Becca and Bullet

Chapter 27

Cameron POV

Hours. And pacing. It had been fucking hours since we got here. Almost six of them to be fucking precise, that I had been pacing outside the doors of the OR waiting for some kind of news. Some kind of update about my wife. Anything. I wasn't above begging someone to even tell me she was still breathing. I didn't care. I needed something. Some kind of anything about her. I honestly didn't know how long I was to be expected to stay calm out here without some kind of update on her.

"Bullet." Hacker said firmly, pinned me with a look, and nodded his head like he was saying, 'Get the fuck over here dumbass'. I walked back to him, sitting down, but not being able to stop fidgeting. He put his hand on my arm, "I have her in the software still. She's on the move. They'll be out in just a few moments. Take a deep breath. Calm down, and prepare to be strong. Okay?"

I nodded. Never been more thankful for him than I am today. I need to be a better friend. And I would be once this was over. The doctor came out of the OR, asking for Becca's family.

"Me. I'm her husband."

"Mr. Sanders,"

"Matthews. She hasn't changed her name yet."

"Mr. Matthews. Your wife's injuries were severe. We almost lost her a couple of times on the table. She was hemorrhaging," That's all I heard. Thank fuck for Hacker. I knew he was listening for me. I knew he'd remember all of it too. All I could hear was 'hemorrhaging' and 'almost lost her a couple of times' and my heart was stuttering on those two phrases. I couldn't seem to move myself past that.

"Thank you. When can we see her?" Hacker said, since I was quiet. His voice pulled me from my thoughts.

"And you are?" The doctor looked at him questioningly. I didn't even have time to think up a response before Hacker answered for me.

"I'm his brother. That's my sister-in-law." Thank fuck he had something because I was at a loss. He's becoming quite the liar, but only when needed.

"She's being moved to a room in the ICU. One family member at a time while she's up there. Sorry."

"No. We understand. Are we able to see her through the door? If we don't go in?" How did he have all these good questions? I couldn't think past leaving now to go to her. I needed Becca.

The doctor sighed, looking tired from saving my wife. "That will be up to the physicians on that floor." Hacker grabbed his stuff and ushered me toward the ICU. He pulled out his phone as we waited for an elevator.

"Prez. One family member at a time. Internal bleed. They had to take her spleen, gallbladder, part of her liver, one ovary, and her appendix. Thankfully all things she can live without. Yes. We need clothes, cots, and. Yes. Thanks, Prez."

He hung up right as the elevator opened. We got on.

"He's on it."

I nodded. What else was there to do?

Hades POV

Hound was thanking Anderson for an 'accidental mix-up' in which that adult-sized sack of shit got dropped here instead of the prison, like he was supposed to be. Whoopsie. Looks like since this big man likes to hit women, he got a ticket to our ring. Where he could pick on people his own size.

Or bigger.

Like now. I'm bigger than him. I even let him have both his fists free, and he can barely land a solid punch on me. I've already broken a couple of ribs on each side, he's missing a tooth or two. He's also got black eyes, a broken nose, and possibly a cracked jaw because it doesn't seem to be sitting right when he closes his mouth.

Good.

"You know. I'll make you a deal."

He looked at me, hands still up like he was ready for me to hit him after trying to distract him. I don't play that dirty. That's all him. Fucking nasty asshole.

"What deal?" Good. I hope you take it too, I smiled.

"If you can last a full two minutes in the ring with me, and stay conscious the whole time, I'll let you run out of here."

His face lit up. Time to crush his dreams.

"There's a catch." His smile faltered, but just so.

"This place is surrounded by pig pens. You have to get away from them too." His eyes went wide and he swallowed thickly, causing his Adam's apple to bob harshly. Good. He should be scared.

I made sure they were hungry.

He looked at me through his swollen eyes, obviously worried about the honesty of the deal. I smiled at him. "I swear it. I'll even fight one hand behind my back since you've got two black eyes. How does that sound?"

"Too good."

"Because it is. Take it? Or leave it?" My voice was ice cold. Like I was the God of the Underworld himself. I was ready to have this mother fucker dead. Whether by my hand or the pigs. It didn't matter to me one bit. He was going to die tonight. One way or another.

"Deal."

Ha. Sucker.

Twenty minutes later, I was icing my cheek while listening to the screams of Ryan as he tried to run through the pigs. There are a great many of them.

And they eat everything.

Becca POV

All I heard was that fucking beeping. Make it stop. Please. Hello? Is anyone there?

"Please wake up soon. I miss you. Grey misses you."

Who's that?

"I love you so much, Becca. Please. Please come back to us." There was sniffling. Is that...

"Cameron?" I whispered, almost like I didn't even say it. And I honestly didn't think I did, but Cameron froze holding my hand. The sniffling stopped. A single tear dropped and slid down my hand he was holding.

"Baby? Can you hear me?"

Oh my god. It's him. I feel the tears slide out of my eyes, down the side of my face, and into my hair. Cameron! Oh god! I'm back. I'm here. Where's Grey? Why can't I stop crying? Why isn't he saying anything?

"I'm not going anywhere, baby. Don't worry. I'm staying right here. I promise. Hacker's been here every day with Doc. Brynn is almost fully recovered. We've brought Grey in a couple of times to see you. She insisted because you need her and she needed to cuddle you to give you good dreams."

The tears fall harder and faster at that. How did she know? I was having another nightmare about Cameron cheating and then he pushed her away before she kissed him. He came over to me and kissed me. He kissed me, not her. Then I watched us in the future. At our wedding. Looking at us with our hands on my belly, waiting to find out. And then the three of us looking down at a little deep sea blue bundle of perfection.

Eli.

The warmth from his hand wormed it was through the rest of my body. I was drifting back to sleep.

Please don't leave me.