(C)amomile (studxstud)

Chap 19: C for Cam.

CAM's POV

I was now waiting on the doctor to come back with the test results to tell us what was wrong with Tatianna. Raheem's guess was right, they were holding her at the same hospital that they first took Mona to and Tye overheard the doctor talking about removing her heart. We had her transferred to the same hospital that Mona was now currently recovering in. I had went to visit her before coming to settle in Tye's private room, her recovery was speedy and she should be out before the end of the week.

My mind couldn't settle at the thought that she could've been dead. The doctor that was in charge of the sector she was in said she escaped. I wasn't sure what he meant by that but I wasn't looking to push it any further. I wanted to kill him though, I wanted to kill him for even think about taking my baby's heart. It belonged to me. How could she have allowed herself to get taken? This was the real world for christ sake and Liam Neeson wasn't just gonna pop up out of the shadows and save her. Not even I could've saved her.. but who was I fooling? I didn't have years of training like they did, I wasn't Tye much less Liam Neeson and I surely was no John Wick.

The door opened with a creak, cutting my thoughts short. The doctor stepped in and walked over to me as I looked up from staring at Tye's peaceful face unto his waiting gaze. He didn't look like he had good news, he didn't look like he wanted to be the one delivering this speech at the current moment but it was his job and we were paying him top dollars.

"Miss Johnson, I believe we should be telling this information to her immediate family," he said. I had told them I was her cousin.

"I'm all she has right now," I said blankly.

"What exactly are you to her, miss Johnson?" He asked.

"I'm her fiancée," I said pointing to the rings on our fingers.

"Ah I see, that isn't valid here in this country. You know that right?" He asked me.

"Don't you think I know that doctor? I fucking know that but what does that have to do with the love of my life's health condition right now?" I asked him trying to dampen my anger.

"Currently Tatianna is in a coma, more than likely an induced one because we found pentobarbital in the blood samples we collected from her earlier which is a traditional drug used to medically induced comas. For medical reasons, of course," he sighed.

"When will she wake up?" I asked him.

"The drug was more than likely administered to the bloodstream on the day she was kidnapped but the dosage could well determine how long she stays under the medically induced coma. There was another drug found in the blood samples and I'm not sure why the doctor administered this one because patients usually wake up from induced comas on their own," he was babbling.

"Get to the point, doctor." I said.

"The point is, Ms Johnson is that Tatianna should wake up today or tomorrow. The second drug that was administered wears off the previous drug within 72 hours or less." He explained.

"Okay, thank you for telling me." I looked up at him with tired eyes.

"You are welcome but Miss Johnson, that's not all the news I came with today." He scratched the back of his neck nervously while his white knuckles held tightly onto the clipboard.

"Spill the beans," I said.

"Have you noticed any of these signs in Tatianna recently? Shortness of breath, fatigue, chest pains, abnormal heart beat or blue fingertips?" He asked me.

"Well I've seen her holding her chest a couple of times, she did seem to be a little fatigued the days leading up to her birthday but I'm not too sure about the abnormal heart beat and the  blue fingers doc," I answered as best as I could.