Page 75 of Pyscho
No, please, no….
I take off in a sprint, the men following, and I cry, “Sky,” and she looks my way, panic showing on her features.
I look in the room and see several doctors surrounding my son, Jessica standing off to the side, tears trailing her cheeks, and I sob, “No, please, no,” and go to go into the room, but Sky quickly grabs my hand. I get free and head to the door, but an arm goes around my waist, and I plead, “Let me go, please. I can’t lose him, please…”
Jax touches my neck and whispers, “I know, cupcake. I know, everything will be okay. Just let them do their job.”
I shake my head and fight against Jax, but he holds me tighter as my whole body shakes while Fury takes Sky into his arms, and she doesn’t fight him, her eyes on the doctors.
Please, please, please…
I grip Jax’s arm tightly, feeling completely helpless, watching, and my tears fall hard and fast.
What if I’m losing him?
Oh god, I never should have left him.
Sobs escape, and I feel Jax’s lips against my shoulder, my fear etching up the longer the doctors take, and my body shakes.
After a few minutes, I see Dr. Clark nod and move away from Hudson, removing his gloves before he looks my way and gives me a small smile. He says something to Jessica, who nods and quickly rushes over to my son while his doctor walks out of the room.
“He’s okay,” is the first thing he says, and I sob, covering my mouth with the back of my hand, but my legs give out when he announces, “We’ve removed the breathing tube and all oxygen, Hudson is breathing on his own,” as Jax catches me.
“Fuck,” Jax chokes, holding me up while Skylar’s sobs can be heard.
“Every test, Hudson has passed with flying colors, now, he is still under the weight that we’d like him to be at before being discharged,” Doctor Clark continues as he looks at his clipboard, “I’m going to be weening him off all medications and you’ll be able to start feeding him orally. As long as he responds positively and his weight can improve to above four pounds, then I don’t see why he won’t be discharged within the next month,” he looks at me, “I’ll want a nurse to do home visits for the first month then I’ll see him in clinic for regular checks until he turns five,” he gives me a soft smile, “This is good news, Ivy, extremely good. He has beaten all the odds because you fought for him,” he tilts his head to the room, “Now, why don’t you go pick your son up, I’ll be back later to check on him.”
Dr. Clark gives Jax a head nod and then walks away and I stare through the window to see his incubator gone, and he’s in a small crib. I blink, unable to comprehend what he just said.
He’d beaten all odds, he survived, he-he, oh wow, he can come home soon…
“Come, cupcake, let’s pick up our son,” Jax whispers and he gently pushes me towards the door Fury holds open, but I don’t look at him. Instead, I keep my eyes on Hudson as we enter the room and see his eyes wide open as he looks around the room.
I don’t speak, I don’t even look at anyone. Instead, I move to the side of his crib and gently place a hand underneath his head and another underneath his body. Ever so carefully, I pick him up and move him into the crook of my arms, looking down at him in awe as my boy looks at me before I feel arms wrap around me from behind.
Jax places his chin on my shoulder and rasps, “Hey, bud…” and my tears fall again.
All the fear, all the pain vanishes in this one moment.
“You did it, Ives. You fought for our son, just like you fight for us daily. You saved him,” Jax whispers in my ear and kisses below it and I sob, giving him most of my weight while we watch Hudson, whose eyes are focused on Jax behind me.
I did it…
Chapter 29
Psycho – A Month And A Half Later
I smile as I watch Ivy bottle feed Hudson on the chair near his crib, looking content, while other parents look at her with envy, the new ones who didn’t see the hell she went through, all wishing they could hold their children.
Every day, I have had to bite my tongue to stop snapping at them.
I get it, their kids can’t be held yet, they’re seeing my girl happy and bright, but they have no idea that we nearly lost him, that he somehow managed to beat the odds against him, that there were days Ivy didn’t think she would survive.
Whereas some of their kids were born a few weeks early, Hudson was born twenty and to get to this place right here, right now, it was long and hard and Ives not only had to deal with that she also had to deal with the fact I was in a coma and may never wake, that I lost the most important parts of my memories but today after nearly six months in hospital, I get the honor of giving her the good news, news I don’t think she ever thought she would get and those parents can kiss my fucking ass as far as I’m concerned.
I finally get to bring my family home.
I just hope she doesn’t kill me when she finds out I moved all her stuff in my home on club land and that the fact she will be working at Dark Angel’s Motors where a crib has been made up and a little play area in the office so she’s always near our son when she’s ready.
