Page 133 of I Replaced His Husband
Rain grabbed a handful of gravel and, with some difficulty, threw it at the window. But there was silence, no reaction, and I felt a chill of panic.
"Wait, didn't Adam say his friend might call tonight, and they were going to celebrate a baby being born? Maybe he's not in his room?" I blurted out, coughing several times.
"I don't… know…" Rain's head was hanging low, his eyes shut tight.
"Anyway, he should have been back by now… it's past one," I added.
Rain threw another handful of gravel at Adam's window.
"If the gunshots… didn't wake him up… gravel won't either," he muttered grimly, forcing himself to lift his head. He looked really bad, blood covering his chin.
"We need to get back and search for your phone in the grass… and call the damn police…" I groaned, feeling as if something rough and dry was stuck in my throat.
Noticing that we could speak a little better with each passing minute, I tried to move my shoulders and knees, to stretch a bit, but not much had changed. I still felt that strange muscle and joint paralysis; the effects of the gas, if it was indeed gas, were long-lasting. I touched my stomach, feeling a wave of fear that it might have harmed the baby too.
Rain, however, was still on all fours, looking like he was trying to gather his strength.
"We have to go back into the house… damn it, through the terrace," I insisted, "past them," I added more uncertainly.
Rain tried to get up, managing to kneel, but nothing more. He didn't answer. We sat like this for a few minutes, just breathing through it, fighting for control of our bodies.
My throat felt a little more open, so I decided to ask, "Rain, one of them hit you. Where did it land? Your kidney?" I feared the worst.
"No, it was a glancing blow across my back…" he hoarsely said, then he slowly turned his head toward me, and I noticed that his eyes were bloodied. "Kay, you… made that sound."
I blinked and nodded. "I tried, but it didn't come out as well as I hoped."
"Was it… that strange omega sound… that only True Mates can do? Stun Sound?"
Making gurgling noises that were meant to be a nervous giggle, I responded hoarsely, "Yeah. It was pathetic, but…"
"No! Not pathetic! It worked, Kay… the bat missed my head. Thank you," he whispered.
We were both silent for a while, our eyes locked. I swallowed, feeling a strange rush of happiness. Yeah, we were a team, even if we were a struggling one. We gave it everything, even when paralyzed. And for the second time, my actions, small as they were, might’ve shifted things in our favor. That thought was oddly satisfying. I’d never felt that when Maurice fought for me while I just stood there. Now I felt like Rain and I were closer, more united, like a single organism, a team more than Maurice and I had ever been, even if we had to face such horrible situations. We had each other’s backs. My heart swelled, despite the grimness of it all.
But there was a bittersweet undertone to it. Something had happened. Something more.
We weresaved.
We didn’t save ourselves in the end.
"Well, I guess I don’t get the honor of saving the day either," I muttered.
Something dark flickered in Rain’s eyes. "Yeah… and that’s what’s bothering me."
A minute of eerie silence passed.
"Let’s try to get back. We need to call those bastards from the precinct," I said, glancing around.
"Kay, whoever shot them might still be out there," Rain murmured, trying to move his arms side to side like he was shaking off the paralysis.
He coughed a few times, then drew a deep breath.
"Whoever it is, they shot at them, not us." My voice was steadier now. "I think it’s safe to say they weren’t trying to kill us. They could’ve done that long ago."
In the dim light, Rain's eyes locked onto mine. He cleared his throat. "Kay, we still don’t know who it is. No clue what they want. I’d rather not meet them while crawling."
A few more seconds passed, followed by more coughing. "Maybe a hunter saw the attack and decided to step in?"
