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Blade walks over to us, standing behind Skylar, clutching her shoulders while Brick mutters, “I need you to wake up, Anna. I can’t keep living without you. I need you, please.”

The beeping gets louder, and several doctors rush in and I quickly help guide Skylar out of the chair with Tate while Brick stays firm next to his wife and says, “Please baby, wake up,” and slowly, ever so fucking slowly, her eyes twitch, her brows furrowing and I slowly close mine with relief while Skylar lets out a sob and Blade chokes, “Fuck, he’s all she needed…”

She’s finally fucking awake.

Chapter 27

Fury

“Mrs. Lopez, can you hear me?” Doctor Sands says as he flashes a light in Mama Lopez’s eyes while Brick squeezes her hand tightly, and I keep my arms around my girl, whose body is shaking, to allow the doctors to do their job.

“Mrs. Lopez,” he says again, but nothing, and I swallow hard.

Come on, Mama Lopez, don’t break my girl's heart now.

“Baby, look at me,” Brick whispers, and she moves her head towards his voice.

“Fuck that’s it, Mama,” Blade whispers from beside us, and finally, fucking finally, Mama Lopez blinks a few times before wincing at the doctor's light.

“Do you have to do that!” Brick snaps, making the doctor flinch and state, “It’s mandatory,” while Mama Lopez croaks, “I’m f-fine, where-where is our d-daughter…”

Brick squeezes his eyes at her words as Sky’s legs give out, and I hold her tighter before she and Tate end up on the floor while Brick leans over his wife, kissing her lips gently as he chokes, “She’s good baby, you saved her, you saved her.”

Mama Lopez sobs, and I quickly turn Sky and take Tate from her and mutter, “Go show her you’re safe, precious.”

Her tears fall, and I give Blade a nod, and he understands instantly and grabs Sky’s hand, pulling her over to their mama and the doctors move out of the way, seeing she won’t let them look at her until she knows Sky is safe.

“She’s here, Mama,” Blade says, and Mama Lopez holds her right arm up for Sky, who quickly leans down and hugs her, and I smile, watching the family as peace washes over the room.

They’re going to be okay, I know it.

Mama Lopez hasn’t let go of Brick's hand, which is wrapped around Sky, who is sobbing into her neck, and she has hold of Blade’s.

Yeah, they’ll be alright.

An hour later, the doctors have completed their checks. Blade is sitting at the end of Mama Lopez’s bed, gripping her foot, Brick is still by her side, keeping a tight grip on her hand while Tate lays on her other side sleeping. My girl, she is where she belongs, curled up on my lap, her head on my shoulder as she watches Mama Lopez take everything in.

The doctors said she’s healing nicely and thankfully has no memory loss like Psycho did because fuck me, that time was hard.

“Melissa?” Mama Lopez rasps, and I smirk and reply, “Dead,” and she groans, “Dammit, I wanted that kill!”

Brick chuckles lightly and reassures her, “You did kill her baby, though I am a little worried about your blood lust.”

“Not my blood lust you should be worried about,” she mutters back, side-eyeing her daughter, who sticks her tongue out at her, making me chuckle.

Brick doesn’t laugh, though, and neither does Blade, who looks down.

“You’re not laughing,” Mama Lopez whispers and Brick gives her a sad smile, guilt etching off him and her mouth parts before she side eyes me and Sky.

I tilt my lips at her, and she sighs, her eyes going to Skylar, who doesn’t look at her.

“It’s okay,” I whisper in her ear, and she shakes her head, gripping my cut.

I know she feels guilty. I get it. She didn’t mean to out the past, but honestly, it needed to come out for them all to move on and maybe, just maybe, be the family they should have been. Well, that is if Mama Lopez can forgive Brick.

She may love him, but he hurt her bad, and for years, she’s been trying to get him to leave her.

“I love you, precious, and I’m telling you it is okay,” I reassure, and she pushes her head into my neck, her lips going to her name, still refusing to look at her Mama. I sigh, squeezing her tighter while eyeing Tate to assure she’s okay.