GIA’S POV
I was beyond thrilled at the news that Quen had given me. Paula was a nut case and she went off the deep end when she tried to have Quen and I killed. I wanted to see her be punished to the upmost of the law.
I left Quen’s room and went back to my own. My doctor came in a few moments later to check up on me.
“How are you feeling Mrs. Fairchild?” he asked as he began to listen to my heart.
I smiled. “I am fantastic. They caught the people who shot me and my husband.”
“Well that is fantastic news! I’ll pray that they get what they deserved.”
I was going to pray for that too. My doctor told me everything looked fine and I would good to be discharged in the morning. I was anxious to get back home but I knew that wouldn’t be back in my own bedroom until the day after tomorrow.
My lunch was brought to me and I was done eating within ten minutes. I was on a special diet because of my pregnancy. I was still hungry after I was done and begged my nurse for a bag of chips or something. She was sweet enough to bring me some Doritos before dinner. I would tip her if I could!
While I was eating dinner Kent and Bianca entered my room for a visit. They already knew that we had to stay another day.
“How you feeling?” Bianca asked as they each took a seat near my bed.
“Much better!” I shout with a smile. “I’m ready to get home though but that will have to wait until the day after tomorrow.”
“I can’t believe those douche bags were caught so quickly! We have got to give thanks to whoever caught them.” Bianca cheered.
“Then you’d better thank Quen’s dad.’ I told her. “Without his help they would still be on the run. I hope they don’t take us through a lengthy trial though. They need to just plead guilty and accept their punishment.”
Kent and Bianca nod their head in agreement. I notice Bianca reaching her hand toward my tray of food to steal a bite and I slap her hand away. She hisses and pain and yanks her hand back.
“Owww.”
“If you’re hungry, there’s a Subway and a Wendy’s on the first floor. You’re not on a special diet.” I smile at her.
“I hope you’re having triplets.” Bianca teases and sticks her tongue out at me.
I laugh at her but hope to God she didn’t just jinx me. Triplets? Hell no!
The three of spend about an hour chatting until I start feeling sleepy. Bianca and Kent decide to go visit with Quen before they headed back to the hotel. Bianca hugged me before she and her husband left my room.
