Natalie's POV
“Her ass is strong and healthy, Red. You protected our daughter.”
I closed my eyes, releasing a breath I hadn't realized I was holding.
Thank God.
My daughter kicked again, reminding me she was still there.
Unfortunately, so was the pounding in my head.
“I'm hurting so much right now.”
Butcher squeezed my hand.
“I'll get the nurse. You've been asleep for a couple hours.”
A woman entered a few minutes later.
“Good to see you awake. I'm Diane, your nurse. Can you tell me your name?”
“Natalie Johnson.”
“Excellent. Do you know where you are?”
“In the hospital, after some assholes decided my Kia needed target practice.”
Crank snorted.
Diane smiled.
“And your pain level?”
“Eight. My head's pounding, everything hurts, and I'd appreciate some ice packs.”
“I'll check
