Chapter 8

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"What happened? Where's Sophia?" I asked.

"She's fine, she's with Callie." Jo replied.

"Katie?"

"With your mom and Jackson, he's been between both rooms."

"Who operated?" I asked.

"I did, I wouldn't let any of them touch you."

"Good job, Wilson. I need water."

"Of course, let me check everything first." 

"Mija . . ."

"Mamá, estoy bien." I told my mom when Jo walked out of the room (mom, I'm okay)

"You are trying to kill me, primero con el trabajo ese de doble y ahora cojiendo balas. Don't you ever do that again." (first with the doubles job and now taking bullets_

"Not on my bucket list, I promise. I was in the army and I didn't get shot, I definitely don't want to do this again."

"Hey, you're awake." Jackson said.

"Who's with Katie?" I asked, heart rate spiking.

"Hey, hey, hey, do not mess with my patient." Jo said, running into the room.

"She's asleep, I wanted to come check on you." he said.

"What did you tell her?"

"That you were with a patient."

"Okay, I'm tired."

"Everyone out, she needs to rest." my mom said.

"Mamá, vé con la niña. Yo voy a estar bien, quedate con ella por favor." I told her. (mom, go with my girl. I'm gonna be fine, please stay with her)

"Okay, vengo horita a verificar que estes bien." (Okay, I'll come later to make sure you're okay)

"Yes mom."

"Sorry Jo, I'm not going anywhere." Jackson said.

"Keep her calm and give her water." Jo said.

"Jackson, go, you have work to do and I don't need a sitter."

"The patients can wait a little. How do you feel?"

"Like I just got shot, how's Katie?"

"She's good, a little scared about being in the hospital."

"I'll go see her soon."

"No you won't, you need to heal too."

"I need to go see my daughter, I have to make sure that she's okay for transport. I'll be fine."

"You're still going on with this, wanting to leave?" he asked.

"Yes, I am going to leave and I'm taking her with me."

"This isn't the time for you to make that kind of decision, take the time you need to heal and think about it."

"I've thought about it."

"I've got patients to check on, I'll come check on you later." Jackson said, kissing my forehead.

"I'll be fine, go watch Katie."

"I'll check on you later. Thank you, Jo." he said, when she walked back in.

"She's my friend, I've got her back." she said, trying not to tear up.

"I'm fine Jo." I told my best friend.

"You could've died!" she argued.

"But I didn't because you operated on me."

"Me and Alex but yeah."

"You saved my life Wilson." I chuckled.

"Don't try to be funny, you idiot what were you thinking?"

"I couldn't let him shoot Sophia, she's just a child Jo. I don't care who her mother is, she's just a kid and was in the wrong place at the wrong time. How many people were hurt?"

"Three dead, five injured including you."

"And Sophia's safe?"

"Not a scratch on her."

"Thank you." I heard from behind Jo.

"Dr. Torres." I said, trying to sit up.

"She needs to rest." Jo said, pushing me back down.

"I need to talk to her." Torres said.

"It's okay Jo, go check on your other patients. You can't stay here all night." I told her.

"Watch me." she said.

"Go Josephine, I'll be fine." I insisted.

"Fine, I'll be back in 10 minutes." she warned before closing the room door.

"How can I be of assistance to you? Come to berate me some more for being an idiot?" I asked.

"No, I'm here to thank you from the bottom of my heart for saving my daughter." she said.

"No need."

"Yes there is, you took not one but two bullets to the chest to save my daughter even after what Arizona did to you."

"Yeah well I don't really believe in tit for tat, is she okay?"

"She's a bit scared still but she'll be fine. She's outside and wants to see you." Torres said, tears in her eyes.

"Bring her in."

"Hey munchkin, come in."

"Hey Sophia, hi sweetie." I told the little girl who was already crying.

"You saved my life." she cried.

"I would do it again if I had to, all that matters is that you're okay." I told her, trying to give her some sort of relief.

"He said that momma killed his son."

"Things happen sweetie, people don't make it out of surgery and that's really sad. His son didn't make it and he was hurting too much. Not everyone knows how to deal with all of that hurt."

"Are you gonna be okay?"

"I'm gonna need to be here for a few days but I'll be fine, I promise. They took good care of me and I'm gonna be okay."

"Can I visit you again?" she asked.

"If your mommy lets you then I would love it. You take care okay?"

"Okay, I'll come to make sure that you're okay."

"Absolutely."

"Come on sweetie, she needs to rest. Thank you so much." Torres said.

"It's nothing, take care of her."

"Of course, I hope your daughter gets well soon." she said before walking out.

Getting comfortable in these beds is horrible and then tossing and turning hurts so this is going to be a long night.

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