Page 60 of Her Paramedic
“I’m going to go see if I can find your doctor or a nurse,” he informed before exiting the room.
He didn’t have to look too far, as he found the doctor coming out of another room two doors down. He told her Killian was awake, and she nodded, telling him she needed to make a stop to get him some water, which Slate knew was a good idea. Instead of returning to the room, he tagged along with her because he wanted her to check on his cousin as soon as possible. They were entering the room a few minutes later.
“Mr. Stoll,” the doctor started, and his cousin immediately shushed her. Slate held in a chuckle. He’d just regained consciousness, and his first concern was Journee and her not being woken up. His phone vibrated in his pocket, and he pulled it out to see a text from his mom. He returned the phone, deciding to text her back after the doctor finished looking over Killian.
Slate took the cup of water she poured, went to the other side of the bed to stand beside Journee, and held the straw out to his cousin while the doctor checked his vitals. They were left alone several minutes later, after hearing his vitals were good and that Killian could eat in a few hours. By that time, Slate was giving him his third cup of water.
“What day is it?” Killian asked when he finished it, and Slate placed it on a small dresser.
“It’s Thursday. You’ve been out almost a month,” Slate informed him.
“It’s April?”
“With May quickly approaching.”
“Shit,” Killian cursed, and Slate watched his attention shift to Journee.
“She’s been here the entire time. She hasn’t left this room,” Slate said.
Killian said nothing, his eyes glued to Journee, and the look was easy to read. Slate didn’t know when his cousin had fallen as deeply as he had or if he even knew it, but it was clear to see. He could tell from both sides and was glad he’d woken up. That something far worse hadn’t happened.
“You should wake her up,” Slate suggested. He knew Journee would be ecstatic to see Killian awake. They’d all been waiting for it to happen.
“No. Not yet. I get the feeling she hasn’t slept much,” Killian replied. He glanced at his arm in the sling. “Where’s my bracelet?”
“If you had it on when they got you to the other hospital, it’s probably with your things in the drawer.”
Slate opened the drawer where Killian’s personal items were and rummaged through it. He found the bracelet, a gift he knew his cousin had gotten from Journee for Christmas, and slid it on Killian’s wrist when the other man motioned for him to.
“I’m going to call your parents and Ziggy. Let them know that you’re awake.” Slate would also call everyone else.
He stepped out of the room and called Gena, who was with Thomas. Afterward, he called Ziggy, who immediately cried and told him she’d be there as soon as she could leave work. He then called Talia.
“Hey, baby,” she greeted.
“Hey. Killian woke up.”
“That’s great, babe! Is he okay? Everything was good? No lasting damage or anything?”
“None that the doctor mentioned,” he responded, leaning against the wall. “I’m sure we’ll know more when he’s been awake for a while.”
“How are you feeling?” she asked.
“Better. I feel like I can breathe if that makes sense.”
“It does. I’m sure Journee is over the moon. I’ll call her after work to check in.”
“Sounds good, gorgeous. I’ll let you get back to work.”
“Okay. Call me tonight,” she requested. It was one she didn’t have to make because he had every intention of doing so.
“I will. Bye, baby.”
He hung up the phone and called Axel, Matteo, and Ace, who said he would return soon. He knew the others were working and didn’t want to tell them over their voicemails or through text. Instead, he sent them each a text, asking them to call him when they got a chance, opting not to send it in their group message.
When he entered the hospital room, he found Journee was now awake and in bed with Killian. He informed him that his parents would be there soon and that Ziggy would be there as soon as she could leave work. He was also sure to mention that he’d run into Fields when he’d made it back two days ago. He left it at that, knowing his cousin would know what he was trying to say.
Slate decided to give the couple some alone time before Gena and Thomas arrived. His cousin was okay, and that was all he cared about. He could speak with him later. Slate got the feeling that Journee would sleep better than she had been and likely would fall asleep sooner, too. If he were honest, Slate knew they would all rest easier.
