Badges and Bikes

Chapter 41

 I am busy trying to keep myself calm. I need to stay calm or I will start freaking out about losing my baby. A few officers from the precinct are here trying to figure out what happened. They are taking statements from my male relatives. A couple paramedics are tending to my wound.

"I am eleven weeks pregnant. I had a miscarriage about six years ago." I tell them.

"We would suggest that you go to the hospital and get stitches and checked out." 

"I think that is a good idea, actually. That way my husband can't say that I'm being stubborn." I reply simply. They both laugh with me.

"Is there another way downstairs? One that we won't have to wade through bodies?"

"Yeah, follow me. Dad, I'm going down the back stairway. Then to the hospital."

"Ok, babygirl. I will walk down with you." We start down the back way. "By the way. I called Kyle and he is on his way." Dad said.

"I really do not want to see or hear anything from him right now. His incompetent agents are the reason that this has happened. If they had picked up these bastards when I called and did everything short of delivering them to McCarty. Now I am scared losing my baby over this bullshit!" I am losing my battle to keep calm. Tears roll down my cheeks as we step into the kitchen.

"Babygirl, your baby is safe and healthy. Please don't think like that." Dad tried to stifle my tears.

My phone rings with Max's song and I answer it quickly. "Hey baby! Any news of a flight?"

"Actually we lucked out. We will be boarding in about ten minutes!" He told me the details of the flight. Gpa will be picking them up.

"I am going to the hospital to get stitched up and check on the baby. So can you guys come home and get the car then get me from the hospital?" I ask.

"Of course, sweetheart! Do we need to get you some clothes too?" Thane asked me. He is always thinking of the small details.

"Yes please! Enough to last me a few days so that we don't have to stay at the house with all of the bullet holes."

"We will stay at the condo. That is no problem at all. How are you feeling, sweetheart? Still doing ok?"

"Truthfully, angel."

"I am ok still. But I am scared. I am trying to stay calm. I really am."

"You are doing a great job of it, sweetheart." We talk for another ten minutes until they have to  get off of the phone. 

We are at the hospital by now. I am pushed into an exam room and made almost comfortable. Now to wait on the doctor and nurses to deal with the stitching. 

Several minutes later, dad and mom enter to wait with me. Something is up with mom. Her face is pale as a ghost and she isn't talking very much at all. That just isn't mom. So I ask her what was wrong. "Mom what is wrong with you. You are never this quiet. You are starting to worry me."

"I saw the footage of you getting hurt." She said after a few minutes of silence. She looked at dad. "I am so sorry honey, I went to the office after you left. I was worried when you said that there was trouble at Ashton's place. I saw everything as it happened. Not something that I ever want to see again. Ashton, I truly don't see what you find so exciting about guns after I saw that." She came and hugged me tightly with tears in her eyes. "I never want to think of you in another gun fight!"

"Mom, I have only ever been in one gun fight. And that was tonight. It isn't the reason that I became a cop. Dad and gpa taught what I need to know to make me a good cop. Their lessons are the reason that I am still alive after tonight. Think about that next time. I'm a Tucker, by the grace of God. Which means that I am damn tough!" Mom nodded her head and sat back down in her chair.