Page 255 of Ignite

I let out a shaky breath in relief. She’s okay. Even if I’m in agony, it was worth it, because she’s alive.

“Can I see her?”

The doctor beside him flips through my notes. He keeps glancing over, probably wondering if I’ll pass out again.

“Yes. Then we’re going to get you out of here as soon as we can get the sign-off. You can recover at mine. I’ve got everything we need.”

I frown.

“I don’t wanna be hauled up in your little medical dungeon, thanks though. I’ll go home. I feel fine.” I lie. I just want to get out of here.

Finn arches a brow.

“Okay. I feel fine so long as I don’t move. And fuck, I need a glass of water, doc.”

He chuckles and hands me a cup.

“Always the diva, Conan.”

He sits beside ime as the older doctor clears his throat.

“Because it’s you, Dr. Quinn, I’ll write up the discharge papers.”

Finn nods, and the guy slips out. I pull back the covers and open the side of my gown, cringing at the freshly stitched scars along my abdomen.

“Did you do this?”

It doesn’t look as neat as Finn’s handiwork.

“No. Dr. Miller.”

“You let your arch-nemesis save me? Wow. I’m not sure if I should be concerned or impressed.”

Finn stands and straightens his jacket.

“I don’t have an arch-nemesis, she’s more of a work-place rival. But, you should be grateful.”

Hmm.

“I am, brother. Thank you.”

He squeezes my shoulder lightly.

“Good luck with Hallie.”

And then he leaves.

“Once I’ve recovered, please tell me we’re going after Arthur.”

He stops by the door.

“Their move was a declaration of war. Theo King and his brothers will be here soon. But for now, there are no more Bowens left in Pennsylvania. We just have to wait for the green light to go to London.”

“Good.”

Hallie isn’t safe until Arthur is dead. But for now, she’s here.

I just need to convince her to let me back in her life.

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