Natalie's POV
I barely remembered the ambulance ride.
Every bump sent pain through my chest and head. Between the concussion and exhaustion. Keeping my eyes open was becoming impossible.
Butcher promised he'd be right behind me.
And I believed him.
When we arrived at the new hospital, they brought me through a private entrance. Two security officers stood near the doors.
Doc was waiting.
“Hey, Kid.”
“Hey, Doc.”
“Let's get your ass settled.”
The room was quiet, with dimmed lights and a bed that looked wonderful.
Unfortunately, getting into it hurt like hell.
“Everything hurts,” I whispered.
“I know, Kid. Take your time.”
Once I was positioned comfortably, the nurse connected the fetal monitor.
My daughter's heartbeat filled the room.
I closed my eyes.
Best sound in the worl
