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The bullet wound is right on her shoulder blade. I take her shirt and press the fabric against the wound. “Vinny, put something against the wound in the back.” He takes off his shirt and uses it to help staunch the blood.

I climb to the driver’s seat, start up the SUV and take off to the hospital in Raleigh. I look in the mirror and see Vinny has Lani in his lap and is pressing his hands against both wounds.

My worst fucking fear and it happened right before my eyes. I feel like I haven’t breathed since the second I saw her get shot.

The thought of losing her or our baby is more than I can bear. I grip the steering wheel hard, making sure I don't fucking break it, because I need to get her to the hospital as fast as I can.

I take out my phone and call Lani’s doctor so she can check on the baby. I throw my phone in the seat next to me and floor it.

All I want is for her to be alright. “She’s waking up, Trey,” Vinny tells me, and I look in the mirror. Her eyes flutter open and she looks up at Vinny.

“Hey, baby.” Vinny kisses her forehead and she looks around the truck, crying out in pain when she moves a little. “Be still, baby, you were shot in the shoulder.”

She settles. I want to fucking hold her so bad. I had a bad fucking feeling and that stupid fucker came out of nowhere before I could react.

“We’re almost there, baby. Just relax and everything will be okay,” I reassure her as best as I can from the front of this fucking vehicle.

The minutes tick by so fucking slowly as we wait for the hospital to come into view. I reach over and call Lani’s doctor, telling her we’re minutes out and to be prepared.

I slam the SUV into park at the emergency entrance, and a shit ton of nurses and doctors run out to greet us.

We practically keep this hospital fucking going with our donations. If it weren’t for us, this place wouldn’t be shit.

I take her out of Vinny’s arms and lay her down on the gurney as gently as possible. She grips my hand and she’s wheeled inside.

“You need to wait out here until she’s fully checked. I will keep you updated. I promise,” the nurse pleads, and I nod. I want their attention to be on Lani, and if I was in there, they couldn’t do their job properly.

Vinny and I sit. I bury my face in my hands, the guilt tearing me into pieces. I can’t believe she got hurt like this and it happened right before my eyes.

Vinny hugs me and I lean into him. He’s shaking, and I pull my shit together so I can be there for him. “She will be okay. I know she will be,” I whisper in his ear.

Thirty minutes later I hear a roar, the roar of my brother pulling into the hospital. I can feel the fucking ground shaking from the number of bikers pulling up.

One by one they make their way into the hospital. Techy runs up to us and stops dead in his tracks when he sees the blood on our shirts.

The nurse from before exits a set of double doors and I stand up, meeting her halfway. “The gunshot wound was mild. It was a clean through and through. The doctors don’t think there will be any kind of nerve damage and have sewn up the wounds.” She stops and studies the room. “The doctor is fixing to do an ultrasound on the baby. She wanted you both with her.”

I could hear a fucking pin drop behind me once she says “baby.” I look around to the guys and they all look fucking thrilled for us.

Vinny and I follow her to Lani’s room. I can’t fucking get there fast enough to her. I walk inside of the room and almost fall to my fucking knees when I see her lying in bed, pale and dressed in a hospital gown.

She smiles when we rush to either side of her, and I kiss the side of her head. “You fucking scared me, baby,” I tell her.

“I thought it was one of the girls driving up to us. I didn’t think…” she admits, and I can tell she feels guilty for worrying us.

“Don’t feel guilty, baby. Shit happens, and it’s not your fault. It’s his.” I fucking want to get my hands on the person who shot her. His death is going to be slow and painful.

Lani pushes the bed back to lie down slightly. She looks at the scene and we hold our breath, waiting for the sound of our baby’s heartbeat.

The wait feels so fucking long even though it’s probably just seconds. “Ahh there it is!” the doctor says, and then the sound fills the room.

“I was so scared!” Lani puts her hand over her face and cries. I look at Vinny and we both hold her as best as we can.

“Everything looks perfect. I want to keep an eye on you just in case. I can come to your house in a few days?” the doctor offers.

“I think that’s a good idea,” I agree.

She stands up and takes off her gloves. “I want her to stay in bed. I got the blood work back from yesterday at the clinic and her levels are low. She needs to be on a better diet.” She points her finger at Lani. “Rest and sleep!” she repeats.

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