War Zone

Deceived

"W-what?" I was astonished as to what I was hearing. "Sir, let me be clear; you said that your wife had another child"? He questioned. "Yes...Kailaieah she's about 8 months old, dark brown hair, brown eyes." I described. "I'm gonna get the police here" he informed. He tried to walk away; I grabbed his arm. "Can I see my wife"? I questioned. He looked ate questionably.
"It may be hard...The car hit on the right side and sent the car rolling-"-"Just let me see her" I commanded. He slowly opened the door. At the sight of her, I teared up. She had a breathing machine, a million tubes hooked up to her; and she didn't know she lost our baby.
I walked over to her bedside and touched her hand softly. "How long will she be like this"? I asked curiously. I felt someone's gaze upon me. "We don't know...It depends on her progress" he replied. I felt a tear escape from my eye. I huffed angrily. Next thing I know; my hand's in the wall. (The doctor wasn't in the room at that point.)
After I calmed down, I went and sat next to her bed. Praying she and my daughter would be okay.
I heard the door open. I turned to see a uniformed officer. He began asking me questions. "Sir, can we talk about this in the hallway"? I asked. He nodded and we both went into the hallway.
*Unknown's P.O.V*
"What is wrong with you?!?! I tell you to kill them and you bring the baby back? You just don't know how to follow directions" he said, pointing the gun toward the baby who lay on the ground crying. "No!" He shouted; going toward him, they wrestled for dominance. I ran and grabbed the baby and took off.
*3 days later*
*Nicole's P.O.V*
I opened my eyes slowly. Everything was blurry at first. But after getting adjusted; I knew I was at a hospital, but I didn't know why. A man walked in; looking highly adjetated. I watched as he paced. He looked over at me. "Nicole?" He questioned. I sat there silently. He came over and placed his hand on mine. He stopped down and kissed me.
I was confused. He let go. "Why did you do that"? I asked curiously. He looked at me obviously moved by what I said. "What's your name"? I asked curiously.