Page 97 of Crash Course Omega
“They gave you heavy painkillers when you weren't waking up just in case. When they wear off, you can walk out of here without a problem.”
Tension flees my body as I sigh with relief. My first thoughts were of my alphas, but my second was my worry about missing the charity race. If the director is going to be fired and the stunt member who crashed into me will probably lose his job as well, will the charity race even happen?
“We'll stay here as well until we know for sure you're well,” Viktor says. “I don't want to address the press outside when we don't know for sure what will happen yet.”
“Can't you try to be optimistic?” Jacob says, glaring at him.
“I'm being realistic.” Viktor glowers back, and I laugh at seeing them bicker with each other. It has been too long since they've relaxed with each other. Maybe after this crash, Dad might let me back into the family again instead of sneaking back to see Mum at home when they’re out on the circuits.
Maddock gives me a small smile again as they all lean back, relaxing even more.
My brothers grab chairs and drag them next to my bed as Dad takes a seat in the corner, pulling files out of his briefcase and pretending to read them while constantly glancing at me.
And Maddock chats with all of us, never letting go of my hand, and none of my family mentions it at all.
Hours later, feeling finally returns to my body, and the four of them scramble to help me as I sit up and pull myself out of bed.
I’m so surprised I don’t feel an ounce of pain as I stand, but that might be because the painkillers haven’t worn off.
Maddock keeps his arm tight around me, leaning to whisper in my ear.
“Shall we go and find your mates?”
Everest
I can’t stop shaking. It's like my worst nightmare has come true. We haven’t been allowed to see her because we aren’t her official mates. But at least Maddock’s there, so she's not alone.
“They said she's okay,” Jaxx murmurs to me in the busy waiting area in the hospital. “You don't need to worry.”
He says that, but he's leaning forward on a cheap plastic chair, one leg bouncing furiously as he presses his threaded fingers hard against his lips and stares at nothing in front of him, looking like he’ll break if I say the wrong thing.
Maddock already came down to talk to us an hour ago. He said she's awake and that she’ll be down soon, but it’s been too long. I think I’m going to crack open because of the tension. It’s toomuch. I can’t handle something like this when we’re meant to be at free practice today.
I’m supposed to be in the garage this morning, going through my usual maintenance routine so that I can keep Jaxx and Maddock racing.
But if both of them are at the hospital, how are they going to train properly? Are we even going to race with Harmony like this?
What if something happens in the next hour and that’s it? She decides she doesn’t want to be with us at all and suddenly the races will be over and she’ll leave and nothing will be there anymore?
“I can see what you're doing,” Jaxx says, and I jump as I find him looking at me with the same thousand-yard stare Maddock had when she crashed. “You've been spiraling since we got here, but that won’t make a difference.”
“You look like you're in a worse state than me,” I say. Jaxx gives a hollow chuckle.
“Yeah, you could say that. But we could have lost our omega. What the hell would we do then?”
I shake my head. I don’t want to think about it, even though I can’t stop.
“What are you doing?” a familiar voice calls through the waiting room.
Twin gasps burst from us as we shoot up from our chairs, though there are at least twenty other people in the waiting room who realize Harmony Grace is standing right in front of them. Even though she's in a hospital, she's still dressed like a Hollywood starlet, with a blue dress and heavy gold jewelry that makes her shine in the center of the dull room.
I should have considered that, but it's too difficult when I’ve been dying to see her for at least twenty-four hours. Jaxx makes a beeline for her too. She opens her arms, pulling us both intoa hug as we wrap ourselves around her. She lifts herself up onto her tiptoes, and all three of us groan as we’re united again.
“You made us worry there for a second, sweetheart,” Jaxx croaks, trembling harder than I am as he buries his nose into her neck.
“I'm okay,” she murmurs to both of us. “You're not going to get rid of me easily.” But her joke falls flat.
I can’t say anything. The shock that had hit me when she first crashed comes roaring back, and I pull in a wheezing breath.
