"Wolff Love" - (A Natenzie Fanfiction)

Chapter 40 "The Impatient Patient"

*When Nat was rushed into the emergency room, doctors & nurses immeadiately took him into surgery. He had two bullets inside his chest.*

                                                                     *Kenzie's P.O.V.*

This was a nightmare. Seeing Nat sick in bed, getting our home broken into, & Nat's ex-girlfriend shooting him was just awful. Nat has been in surgery for an hour now. I hope that he'll be okay. 

Polly & Michael came into the emergency room while Nat was in surgery. Polly & I were both crying while Michael sat in a chair, looking at the floor. After waiting for almost two hours, the surgeon said that we could see Nat in recovery. I was glad that the surgery had went well. 

When Nat's parents & I went into his room, I started crying. Nat was hooked up to so many machines, just like Kassie when she was born. He had a cannula in his nose, his eyes were closed, & his arms were covered with IVs. I sat down in a chair on his bedside & held his hand.

"I can't believe this," I said.

Polly knelt down next to me. "Me either," 

"It's all my fault," I said wiping my tears.

"No it's not," said Polly. "Why would you say that, Kenzie?"

"I don't know," I said. "I can just tell that it is,"

"If it's anyone's fault, it was Margaret's," said Michael.

"She's the one that was carrying the gun, right?" asked Polly.

"Yeah," I said. 

"See? Then it's not your fault," she said.

I nodded. "Alright,"

"Where are the triplets?" asked Michael.

"They're at home with Alex & Ansel," I said. "I texted Alex that he can bring them over here when Nat wakes up,"

"That's good," said Michael.

"Hopefully Nat will wake up soon," I said gently stroking his hand.

"He'll wake up when he wants to," said Polly. 

"Yeah," I said. "I guess,"

The hours went by. Polly & Michael decided to go home while I stayed in the hospital, waiting for Nat to wake up. While I waited for Nat to wake up, I watched t.v for a little bit. There wasn't really anything exciting on, so I played Angry Birds on my phone. Later on, I eventually fell asleep. 

                                                *Nat's P.O.V.*

My chest hurts. I can't hardly breathe through my nose. I was sleepy still, even though I had slept since my surgery. My mind is telling me to wake up now. I slowly opened my eyes. I could see my arms with needles injected into them, I felt something on my face that tickled my nose. Then, I saw my beautiful wife asleep, with her head resting on my bedside. I heard a knock on the door.

"Come in," I whispered. 

A doctor came inside the room. He looked familiar. "I see someone's finally awake,"

I tried to talk a little louder, but I had felt something in my throat. "How long was I asleep?"

"A long time," said the doctor. "It's already eleven thirty,"

"At night?" I asked & the doctor nodded. "Holy shit,"

"It's normal for people that have been through what you had been through today," said the doctor. "Oh, I'm Dr. Jonas by the way,"