On the Run

Chapter 16:

Chapter 16:

Kyle McCall's POV:

        I was sitting in the armchair inside Connor's room with my head down. I had been taking care of Nattalia all week and it was intense despite her being an easy baby, but now she was at my partners house. The doctor walked in reading Connor's chart.

        "Uh doc?" I said and he looked up from his clip board.

        "What I don't understand is how your daughter accumulated the injuries she did." Doctor Brett said.

        "She didn't appear to have any of those injuries when I was with her. She was screaming bloody freaking murder, but she did not have those injuries when she came to my house."

        "Mr. McCall, she had three huge gashes across her abdomen and they were oozing black blood and her back was bruised pretty badly. Are you telling me that these injuries just appeared out of no where?"

        "Look! I am a federal agent! I would never ever lie and I would never ever hurt my daughter!"

        "I'm not saying you did this to your daughter, but something did."

        "When I went to bed she was perfectly fine other than being upset about the fact that I couldn't go out to dinner with her for her birthday."

        "Well, we ruled out self infliction because she had no blood on her hand or anything. I don't want to be negative sir but I don't think your daughter will make it and if she does than it will be a miracle. Have you contacted her other immediate family?"

        "No, she asked me not to."

        "I think it would be wise to notify her daughter's father at least."

        "I don't know who the hell he is. All I know is that his name is Derek Hale, but even if I knew him how would I find him then tell him my daughter may die. What am I supposed to do? Just give him my granddaughter? I don't know if they are on good terms or not."

        "Go home and rest, okay? You've been here for a long time and the fact of the matter is that your presence isn't going to heal her. She'd want you to go home and rest."

        "Alright." I said then I walked over to Connor and gave her a kiss on her forehead and I drove home.

        I was sitting on the coach where Connor was last and I heard her phone ring so I picked it up and it was an unfamiliar number.

"Hello?" I said.

        "Uh hello? I'm looking for a Connor McCall?" a man said.

        "Who are you?"

        "My name is Peter Hale."

        "Hale? Are you my daughter's boyfriend?"

        "No, that would be my nephew. Is Connor there?"

        "I I, she is in the hospital."

        "Is she alright?" he sounded really worried.

         "Her doctor is saying that she might not mamake it." I choked.

        "What exactly happened to her?"

        "She screamed and then she slipped into a coma and she had three deep gashes on her abdomen and they were oozing black blood and her back is badly bruised."