Never let you go

Chapter 1

Grey:

I wake up in a hospital bed and for a moment I'm thrown back in time to the last time I woke up this way. I feel panic rush through me and for a moment I think I'm in one of my nightmares but then the memories from earlier today come crashing back and I remember why I'm here.

Hunter.

Oh god. He was hit by a car. While saving me. Did I pass out? I must have. I vaguely remember feeling weak and then my vision going dark. How much time has passed? I sit up quickly and immediately regret it since I have a splitting headache from when I hit my head. I stand up slowly and brace myself as I do since I feel a little weak. Did they sedate me? Is that why I'm feeling groggy?

I walk towards the door of my room and leave so I can go find a nurse and hopefully get some answers about Hunter. I need to know he's alright. He has to be alright. Luckily I don't have to walk very far because a nurse seems to recognize me right away as soon as I walk out of my room.

"What are you doing up?" she asks me using a friendly tone. She looks like she's in her forties so she has that whole motherly vibe going. I decide that I like her. "You should go back to your room and rest a bit" she says as she wraps an arm around my shoulders and steers me back to my bed. I follow willingly deciding that if I cooperate I will be more likely to get answers that way.

"How's Hunter?" I ask her and my voice is surprisingly hoarse.

"Are you talking about the boy they brought you in with?" she asks kindly. I nod slowly as I become very nervous of what her answer is going to be. I can't read her expression. Is that the expression that says I'm about to tell you someone you love is dead? I hoped not.

She reaches out and puts her hand on my shoulder. I'm guessing this is supposed to be a comforting gesture and I feel sick but I refuse to cry. I won't cry until I know for sure he's gone. "He's still in surgery" she tells me and I exhale a breath I had been holding. He's alive. "They are working very hard to save his life. He has a lot of serious injuries."

He's alive. I repeat that over and over again but serious injuries? What does that even mean? It means you could still lose him. I feel sick again for a moment. I need him to be better already. Save him.

"Is there anyone we can call for you, sweetie?" she asks me breaking into my thoughts. Oh god. Sam. She has to be freaking out.

"Can I call my roommate?" I ask. "She has to be worried."

"Of course" she tells me still using that gentle tone. I think she can tell I'm freaked and about to lose it. She grabs me a phone and brings it over to me and tells me how to call out. She tells me she'll give me some privacy but just as she is about to walk out the door she stops. I pause and she looks at me and it seems like she just remembered something she had to ask or tell me. I'm nervous again. "What's your name dear?" she asks. "You didn't have any ID on you so we have you as a Jane Doe. I can't believe I'm just remembering to ask you now" she adds and I can tell she's embarrassed about the slip.

"Grey" I whisper. "Grey Montgomery."

"Grey" she says tenderly. "That's beautiful."

I thank her and then she walks out so I can call Sam. I dial her number quickly and it doesn't surprise me when she picks up right away.

"Hello?" she asks and I can hear how worried she is.

"Sam" I say gently. "It's Grey."

"Oh thank god" she says relieved. "Where the hell are you?"