Phoebe gulped down when she saw Oliver running towards her direction.
She felt the need to run away cause she thought he might strangle her to death if he didn't see his baby girl with her.
As Oliver got to where she was, his eyes scanned her body.
Her stained hands, the blanket tied around her, her messy hair - She looked terrible and funny at same time.
If not for the condition that Oliver was in, he would had probably laughed at her cause she was looking like a mad woman.
"Natasha" Oliver called and pulled her in a hug.
Phoebe was surprised. She hugged him back and sobbed.
Oliver didn't care that she would stain him with her bloody hands, he didn't care about that.
His parents and Lily rushed to meet them.
"Natasha are you okay?" They chorused.
Phoebe pulled out of the hug, sh
