At the Hospital:
I paced around with no patience the room I was asked to wait in while they took Natasha inside the operation room. They'd asked me to wait, and I just couldn't understand why. Why couldn't they let me in? Something stupid about me not being her spouse or family by blood. I was still the father of her unborn child. Is that not family enough for those idiots?
One of the many reasons why I hated about these hospitals.
They were run by the government.
I couldn't f*cking own them.
"Sir, it's been ten minutes I'm telling you, you need medical attention too." Ricky said for the nth time. "You were shot."
"It's merely a touch," I look at him with eyes full of disbelief. How could he even the pitch the idea to me, to leave and get medical attention for myself? What if
