In Love With The Hunter | Teen Wolf / Chris Argent

14. Rest Now

Chris opened the car doors as Allison stood on the brake, stopping the car right outside the hospital doors. Chris reached for the handle on the door, kicking the door on his car open. He held tightly around Kara as he dragged himself and her out of the car, shutting the door. He hurried into the hospital, holding the bloody girl in his arms.

To Chris, it seemed as if Kara was dead. He couldn't hear her breath over his own, and he couldn't see any movement on her. For him, he was reliving his worst fear. He had lost Victoria, and now he was going to lose Kara as well? He could live with the death of their unborn child, but he would not be able to live with Kara's blood on his hands. He couldn't live without her.

-"Somebody, help us!" Chris screamed at the top of his lungs as he entered the hospital. The staff behind the desk only stared at him, beyond shocked. The amount of blood smeared on him and the pale girl was too much, and he caught the workers off guard. Chris noticed a familiar face appearing down the hall, and he ran towards Melissa.

-"What happened? Follow me!" Melissa said, waving Chris after her. She jogged down the hall, pressing the elevator door. It opened immediately, which was rare. They hurried into the elevator, and Melissa pressed the 3rd button.
-"She was stabbed five times in her stomach. She... She's pregnant," Chris said, looking at the woman. Melissa opened her mouth to say something, but she had to collect herself first. She seemed shocked, and she was.

-"You'll run straight down the hall, and take the last room to the left. We'll operate on her there. Undress her while I gather surgeons and supplies," Melissa said. The elevator door opened, and they ran out on the third floor. Chris followed Melissa's commands, while she ran down another hall.
Chris ran into the room, and he spotted a metal table in the middle of the room. He hurried and put Kara down on it, grabbing the pocketknife in his back pocket. He cut the new dress up, dragging it off Kara. He stared at the five cuts in her stomach, and he felt sick. He continued to apply pressure, feeling that the doctors were using a long time.

Suddenly the door to the room was bashed open, and three doctors, alongside Melissa headed into the room.
-"That's all. Would you please leave us now?" The doctors asked, dressing up in front of him, helping each other. One went to the sink, scrubbing themselves in, the other one checked her pulse, but then quickly applied pressure to her chest, using all his weight as he did compressions.
-"Y-Yeah," Chris whispered, heading out of the room without looking back at Kara. He felt defeated, letting out a sigh. He shook his head, settling down on the floor beside the wall.

His phone began vibrating in his pocket, and he picked it up. As he laid eyes on the phone, all he could see was the blood on his arms and clothes. It looked like as if someone had stabbed him twenty times, yet none of this blood was his. Chris picked up his daughters call, and he noticed how shaky he was, not being able to hold the phone still against his hear.
-"Will she be alright?"

-"They took her in, and she crashed. I don't know if she'll make it, Allison. Would you please come upstairs to the third floor? I need some company right now," Chris said, hanging up the phone. His energy was drained, and it felt as if his arm went limp. He dropped his phone, staring up at the roof. Perhaps this is proof that I should be alone, Chris thought for himself.
A few minutes passed by and he spotted some familiar colours on a piece of clothing.

His glare went to Allison, Harry, Stiles and Scott. They all stopped beside Chris, worry in their eyes.
-"Chris, have a look at yourself! You're covered in blood and you look like trash. Go get yourself cleaned up, and then we'll go and take Peter down once and for all. He can't be allowed to live anymore, now that he has done this!" Harry said a little too loud, gaining a few glances. Chris refused to look up at Harry, all that he was focusing on was his own heartbeat.