I'll be there for you (a Bon Jovi fanfic)

If I Die...I Want To Die By Your Side...

Mackenzie's POV

Eventually, I found out what Jon did to Richie. The only thing about it, is that Jon doesn't know that I know. So every morning when I wake up to him cradling me in his arms, I know why. When he kisses me at the most random times and tells me he loves me, I know why. It's all because he's terrified that he'll lose me.

Jon's POV

I'm an emotional wreck right now. I cry every day, and I haven't left the cabin since everything happened with Richie. God, I want to murder him so much right now. Just then, Mackenzie walked in with the phone in her hands. She looks like she has major news, but I can't tell exactly if that's a good or bad thing. She set the phone down on the table.

"That was my doctor..." She said.

I immediately got up and ran over to her.

"What did they say?" I asked fearfully, as I put my hands on her arms.

"Jon...were having" she started to say before we heard a loud pop, and the window shattered.

Mackenzie screamed, and I yanked her down to the floor and dragged her under a table.

Several more shots were fired before we were finally able to crawl out from under the table. Mackenzie crawled out about three feet and curled up into a ball.

"Are you ok?!" I asked, trembling with fear.

Mackenzie said nothing, but instead lifted her hand off of her side, revealing a ton of blood pouring out of her.

"Oh my god..." I said as I immediately ran to the bathroom and grabbed a wash cloth.

"Ok, this is going to hurt." I warned as I put the washcloth on her.

She nodded, and I put a lot of pressure onto it.

She yelped out in pain.

"I'm sorry!" I said as I held the washcloth with one hand and dialed 911 with the other hand.

I gave the police all of the information, and held Mackenzie's hand while we waited for an ambulance to arrive.

Once we had made it to the hospital, I waited out side of the room they had her in anxiously. I paced back and forth until eventually the nurse walked out of the door. I sprang over to her.

"Well...let me just show you..." She said as she opened the door and walked in.

Seconds later, she walked out with a little, tiny, still red, baby nestled up in her arms. I put my hand over my mouth as I walked over and took the baby. I held the bright white blanket in my fingers as I stroked the baby's cheek. Then, two more doctors walked out. Each holding another baby.

"Oh dear god..." I murmured.

"Congratulations Mr. Bongiovi, you're now the father of two boys and one girl." One of the doctors announced.

"But how...why did...Mackenzie..." I managed to sputter out.

"With all of the blood she'd lost from the gunshot, we were scared that the babies would be affected. So we did a quick sonogram and found that the kids were almost fully developed, so we performed a C-section and got them out." She explained.

"...Oh...I guess that made some form of sense..." I whispered.

I carried the baby I'd been holding into the room Mackenzie was in.

"Hey you." I said playfully.

"Hey." She said with a smile.

"So how ya feeling?" I asked as I swayed the baby back and forth in my arms.

"I feel like I just got shot." She said sarcastically.

"Can't blame you there." I said.

Suddenly a nurse walked in with a phone in her hand.

"Mrs. Bongiovi, you have a phone call." She said.

Mackenzie reached out her arm and the nurse handed her the phone.

"Hello" Mackenzie Answered.

"Yes, is Mrs. Mackenzie Bongiovi available?" The man on the other line asked.

"This is she." Mackenzie replied.

"Yes, hello this is Officer Curealia, I just thought you might like to know that we've arrested the person who fired the bullets into your home." He said.

"Who was it?" She asked impatiently.

"It was a man by the name of Richie Sambora, Ma'am." He confirmed.

"Oh my god..." Mackenzie said.

"We have confirmed that the shooting was unintentional towards you. Instead, it was a failed suicide attempt. Sambora told the interrogators at the station that if he were to die, he wanted to die by your side. It appears that his hands were shaking when he pulled the trigger, causing the bullet to enter your premises. He also said that after he missed the first shot, he continued to fire the gun in anger, wherever possible." The officer explained.

"...Ok...Um...Thank you so much for calling." Mackenzie said.

"Just doing my job, Miss." The officer said before hanging up.

Mackenzie's POV

I set the phone down in my lap, and stared at the wall.

"What happened?" Jon asked.

"That was the police station...they know who shot at us." I replied.

"Who was it?" He said as he took my hand in his.

"It was Richie...He...He tried to commit suicide..." I said blankly.

Jon set the baby down in the bassinet that was next to the bed, and stormed out of the room, and in that moment Richie walked in.

He walked up to my bedside and sat down.

"Mackenzie, I'm sorry. This is all my fault." He said.

"I know it is." I confirmed.

"I feel horrible about everything that I've done. Please...please forgive me." He begged.

"Richie...I just don't know if I can." I explained.

"I understand..." He said as he stood up.

"Just...please know that I'll always love you." He said as he kissed my lips softly, and slipped something into my hand.

Richie walked out of the room and I looked down to find his guitar pick in my hand. Black and shiny, with Bon Jovi printed on one side and Richie Sambora printed in gold, on the other.

I set the pick on the table next to me as two doctors walked in holding my sons. They set them in my arms as the babies began to fall asleep.

"You know, I'd like to go to sleep right about now too..." I whispered to the kids.

Jon walked back in the room and took one of the babies into his arms. He sat in the rocking chair slowly and gently rocking him back and forth. Eventually I think we all faded out into sleep.

A/N

So what do you think? Excited to find out what happens to Richie? How did he get out of the police station? What will the babies names be? Find out soon, and thanks a million for reading!!

~Mackenzie