Emberly's POV

Andy shuts the door to the bathroom attached to my hospital room as he exits. My eyes follow him as he makes his way back to my bedside. The icy hot feeling of the drug coursing through my veins keeps me pinned to the bed.

"Only a little longer." Andy assures me. I don't even have the strength to nod. I let my eyes drift shut again. This is my last treatment. We get to go home after this. I get to leave this hospital room.

Andy even promised that we'll go on a real honeymoon. I just have to regain my strength. I let myself drift to sleep, visions of warm sandy beaches swimming in my head.

Andy's POV

I watch Emberly sleep. She has dark circles under her eyes, and her skin is sickly pale. I worry about her. I want to give her a real honeymoon, but not until she's strong enough.

My thoughts are interrupted by the nurse coming in to disconnect Emberly's IV's. She tells me to follow her to sign all the discharge paperwork. At the nurse station, I find a stack of papers waiting for me.

I quickly start signing them, printing Em's name here, initialing there. After what feels like forever, I finish, passing the thick stack back to the nurse on the other side of the circular desk. I make my way back to Em's room, where I find her awake and sitting up.

"Hey gorgeous." I kiss her head. She smiles weakly.

"Hey." Her voice is hoarse and quiet. I brush some hair out of her face, and gently help her out of bed.

She groans. I can tell she's still in a fair amount of pain. I help her slip her arms into her jacket and gather her things, placing them in her purse. I take her hand in mine and begin to guide her to the door. The older doctor appears, blocking our path. I notice there are police officers behind him.

"Can I help you?" I ask. One of the police officers steps forward.

"Emberly Vace?" He inquires. Em tucks behind me.

"It's Biersack, now." I inform him. "I'm her husband. What can I do for you?" My heart is racing.

"Sir, Miss Vace needs to come with us. Your marriage isn't legally binding. She signed a contract giving her mother full guardianship. She is a runaway and needs to come with us."

"Like hell." I tell them. "Do you have this contract?" One of the other police officers produces an official document, handing it over to me. Emberly peers down at it.

"That's not my signature." She declares. I can tell just by looking at it that it isn't her handwriting. The cop in front steps towards us, snatching the document back.

"Is your name Emberly Vace?" He inquires.

"My name is Emberly Biersack." She snarls.

"Your marriage is not legally binding, since you signed away your rights." The old doctor chimes in. I feel my chest tighten.

"You can't take her. She's a legal adult. She never signed that contract." I try to keep my cool. Two of the officers take each of Em's arms. She's too weak to struggle, and they begin taking the love of my life away. One of the officers stays blocking my path so I can't get to Emberly.

"If you truly believe she didn't sign that contract, I'd suggest consulting an attorney." He says sympathetically. Then, he leaves and I'm alone in the hospital room, my heart still hammering in my chest.