We got to the hospital and I heard them telling Elliot I was okay just some cuts and bruises he came in my room and rubbed my head stroking my hair back from my face I opened my eyes to see his once blue eyes starting at me "god I love this man" I thought to myself. Hold on Liv I'll see when I can take you home I gabbed his sleeve and asked him if out baby was okay he looked down down and didn't answer there was silent pause then I hear him saw yes the baby is fine as he rubbed my belly. I was relieved to know he went to ask the doctor when he can take me home he came back to the room and said the doctor said "I can take you home tomorrow" I moved over in the bed to make room for him. He got in and took me in his big strong arms and kissed me on the forehead we fell asleep. In the middle of the night I could tell something was wrong my stomach was hurting I scream for the nurse and she came running in I told her what was wrong and she told me it was the baby kicking. I woke up El and told him to feel my belly and he was so shocked to feel the baby kick the nurse said "that baby's kick after something happens to the mother." She said.
The next day El checked me out of the hospital I was happy because the hospital food was really nasty he took me out for breakfast the smells made me want to vomit so I ran to the bathroom and threw up. I said El just take me home please he picked me up and took me out to the car. We got back to our hotel "El" I said "can we just go home" "yeah he said let's pack" and get the stuff to the car I called the airport to see if there was any planes available to take us to back to New York there was one today at 2:30 we had to hurry if we were to make it.
