Chapter 70

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Luke's hand covered Gabe's mouth before any words could escape. The look Axel was giving them sent ice down their spine. Raven's fingers helped her slide the knife up out of the spring switchblade. "Stay open, Kitten." Once it was locked into place, the blade remaining open, he sat her hand back on her thigh, making sure her fingers were curled around the knife handle. Her eyes dropped back to the engraved letters.

"Bear?"

"Da?" Raven immediately asked. Her voice was raspy and soft that he almost missed it.

"My?" Her chest dropped from exhaustion.

"Shhhh, Sweetheart," Sean stepped up next to Raven. "Talking is too much work for you right now." As he reached up to adjust the oxygen mask, his white coat sleeve pulled back. Her eyes widened in shock as her free hand barely lifted up.

"What is it, Angelos Mou?" Silas asked as he watched. His hand slid under hers and lifted it slowly. Her fingers touched the leather that was wrapped around Sean's wrist. "Doc's bracelet?" Sean rotated his wrist to show the three rings that held their wedding date, pink opal stone and purple stone, and J & S on them. "We all have our bracelets." Silas lifted his arm that was holding her to him to show his.

"We love our presents, Sweetheart," Sean nodded. "My tiger is actually right over there," he pointed to the couch and Marc held up the stuffed animal that was wearing scrubs along with his raccoon.

"Are you okay, Angelos Mou?" Silas asked, feeling her trembling.

"F...f...," she sighed then tapped three times.

"You're confused?" he asked as his eyes found the rest of the men in the room. "Because of our presents that you gave us?" He felt her tense, "Are you confused that we still have them?"

"Sweetheart," Sean spoke once her eyes landed on him. "I know our relationship has been confusing for you and then whatever the hell those assholes told you didn't help either. I know you don't fully trust us either, but I promise you we care about you and we cherish and honor the vows we made to you as your husbands. You, Jennifer Blackbourne Toma, are our wife and we are your husbands. We never stopped looking for you and we will prove ourselves to you over and over again, however many times you need us to, I promise. Now please, Sweetheart, please try and sleep."

A tear slipped down her face as her fingers gripped the knife tighter. "Why, Angelos Mou?" Silas asked when he felt two weak taps on his leg. "How can we help you feel safe enough to sleep?" Three taps had him frowning. "Okay, well, how about we just watch a movie for now?"

"On it," Corey nodded as he turned on the TV then opened his laptop. "What are we in the mood for?"

"Disney," multiple voices said at once.

"Kitten pick," Raven growled, sending the room into silence.

"Obviously," Corey rolled his eyes before smiling at Jennifer. "What are you in the mood for, Cutie?"

"Put on Strawberry Shortcake for her," Silas smiled.

"That's not on Disney but I know where it is," Corey nodded.

Raven sat down on the floor and tilted his head back slightly so it was resting against Silas' leg. "Lower the bed back a little Doc," Silas demanded. "Be still, Angelos Mou, I'll move us."

"Here we go," Sean nodded as he lowered the back of the bed until Silas nodded. "How's that?"

"Good. Want another blanket?" he asked as Raven spun another knife between his fingers. "No? Okay."

"Shhhh, Shortcake on," Raven growled as the theme song started playing. "Rest, Kitten."

Halfway through the episode, Raven felt something heavy on his head. "Still," Silas whispered as Raven started to look up. "Her hand."

"Knife?"

"Still holding," North whispered.

"Leave," Raven whispered. "Give safety, I fine."

"Whatever it takes to make her feel safe enough to sleep, we're fine with it," Axel nodded.

Raven nodded while reaching up to wrap his fingers gently around her hand. "Da."

North's eyes narrowed as he raised his phone and snapped a picture then sent it to the family group chat. While Raven was gently holding Jennifer's wrist with his knife in her hand, Silas had interlinked his fingers with her other hand. Their hands were resting on her stomach, effectively holding her to him while she finally slept.

The group got comfortable around the room while the cartoon continued to play. "I've got the first shift," Axel said as he leaned against the wall. "Try and get some sleep while she sleeps."


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