Taken (TordEdd) [Book 2 of Wanted]

Chapter 22

Tord stared down at his daughter's tiny body, even smaller now as she was curled up in pain. She twitched, her eyes closed tightly and her teeth bared. Edd kept his daughter close to his chest, sobbing helplessly. Tord knelt down and shook Edd. "C'mon, Edd!" he shouted to him. "Wake up, we need to get out of here. Here, give me Ellody and go with those three."

Edd nodded, handing Ellody to Tord, getting up and following the three soldiers that helped him and Ellody get out of the cell. 

Tord looked at his daughter, taking a turn and running into the forest. He had to run fast. Who knew how much more time he had left before the place exploded in flames.

He skidded to a halt, hearing a distant BOOM!. He looked back seeing a dark cloud of smoke swirl up into the sky. The bomb had gone off and flames were spreading throughout the enemy base. Tord shook his head and looked down at his daughter, quickly examining her and searching for the bullet wound. He found it, immediately catching the thick coat of blood staining the side of her shirt. He carefully lifted the shirt just enough, seeing the bullet had buried into her stomach. He didn't have much time.

He needed a doctor now. His daughter didn't have much time.

Tord picked his daughter up in his arms and sprinted to the base, running as fast as he could. He breathed quickly, taking in short, even gasps. He finally reached his own base, running inside and towards the medical station. He burst through the doors. "MEDIC!" He shouted.

Two doctors scrambled over to him, gasping at the sight of Ellody. One of them took the girl in his arms, turned, and he headed toward a private room. Tord followed close behind him, wanting to stick with his daughter every step of the way. He caught Edd out of the corner of his eye being checked on by other doctors. Edd looked at him and nodded, knowing Ellody was way more important. Tord nodded back, leaving Edd to follow the doctor with his daughter.

The doctor entered the surgery room, Tord closing the door behind him. "H-how is she?" he asked desperately.

"Unconscious, but alive," the doctor replied bluntly. He set the young girl on a medical bed, grabbing his tools. A few nurses rushed in, ready to help the doctor when he needed it. One of the nurses ushered Tord out of the room saying, "Let Dr. Adams take care of her."

Tord obeyed, the door gently closing behind him as he walked out. He turned and decided to go check on Edd. He found his lover in a separate, less private room. He was sitting alone in the room, waiting for another doctor. Tord entered with a small knock, making the small brunette jump slightly. "Oh! Hey, Tord," he greeted with a shaky smile.

"Hey, Eddy," Tord replied, approaching his lover. "Dr. Adams is working on Ellody. He'll save her life."

Edd nodded, relief flooding through his body. He leaned forward, Tord wrapping his arms around his lover. "She'll be okay," the Norwegian whispered in his ear. Edd nodded in return, snuggling close to Tord.

Tord rubbed Edd's back, smiling. "C'mon. How about I check you up, hmm?"

"Last time I checked, you're not a doctor," Edd said jokingly.

"But I've been trained!" Tord whined, chuckling. "Please?"

Edd sighed happily, shaking his head with a small roll of his eyes. "Ohh, very well. But, Tord, I'm fine."

Tord rose a brow, gazing at Edd with a "really? You think you're going to get away with that?" kind of expression. Edd giggled at his facial comment, nodding his head.

Tord sighed, gently setting his hands on Edd's shoulders. He gently trailed them down his lover's body, feeling for any bumps, cuts, or signs of anything misplaced. "Does anywhere specific hurt?" he asked gently.

Edd shrugged. "My cheek burns, but that's only because I had gotten hit earlier. Nothing else really hurts. When I was there and if I got hurt, they'd send a doctor in a few hours later. He'd sedate me and fix me up."

Tord nodded, cupping Edd's cheek and bringing his lover's face close to his. "Eddy?"

"Hmm?" Edd hummed, gazing at Tord with his round, chocolate brown eyes. 

"I saw the wound on Ellody. I think the bullet is stuck in her stomach..."

Edd gasped, his eyes widening with slight horror. "Oh, my poor baby," he whispered, his voice broken with despair.

"Shh, shh," Tord said gently. "I had to tell you so it wouldn't shock you for what Dr. Adams had to say. I promise, though, she'll be just fine."

Edd nodded. "Y-yeah.. Thank you."

Tord pecked his lover's cheek. Edd gently grabbed his wrist, making him flinch. The brunette gave him a comforting look, dragging his arm over to his stomach and laying Tord's hand on the center of his belly.

Tord felt that Edd's stomach was larger then before and he had realized how much time truly did pass while Edd was away. He sighed softly, joy flowing through him. "Oh, Eddy..."

Edd giggled. "Wait, wait. A couple of nights ago, I felt him kick."

"Him?"

Edd looked up at Tord, smiling. He nodded. "Yes. It's a boy."

"How do you know?" Tord wondered.

"I just do," Edd replied. He then smirked and added, "And besides, he sure does have an energetic personality. He likes to kick a lot."

Tord chuckled. "It could be a girl."

"Not this time. It's a little boy."

"Our son?" Tord questioned.

Edd nodded. "Our son. Our Ted."

And just then, just as Edd said the baby's name, Tord felt a small kick.