Driving up to the house I realized that the guards are still outside and there isn't one look of disturbance. I called Akeilia when I was on my way, both her and Monique said that everything looked normal.

The sound of siren filled my ears. I looked into my rear view mirror and noticed the detective Biggs followed me here. I was so focused on getting here that I didn't realize. I parked my car and got out. Detective Biggs stepped out of his car.

"What happened? Why did you ran off like that?" That f*cker tricked me.

I sigh.

I don't like the feeling of being played. It's always bad news. You never know when or what's coming.

"It was Craigy. He told me that some shooters were attacking this home. My wife and her friend are here. It's obvious he lied". I can still feel my heart beating rapidly. Hell yes I was worried for them. My wife and the twins are my first priority. I also have to make protecting Leon's family one of mine.

"You said you didn't know Craigy...Were you lying to me?" Partially.

"No, but the person who hired him definitely knows who I am. Craigy made me think that gun men were attaching this home. It's obvious that he was lying". What is Craigy up to? And who the heck hired him?

"What did he say to you? Why did he want to see you?"

"I don't know the real reason. I tried convincing him to tell me the others and who hired him. After all that, this was what the bastard told me". He's giving a look that indicates he's not satisfied.

"I believe he and whoever hired him are planning something but I don't know what. He's playing with me detective?" He raised an eyebrow.

"Is there a way anyone could get in the house without the guards knowing? Are you sure no one else is in that house?"

"Yeah I called my wife".

"What if they were on gun point? Let's go check". I ran off towards the house thinking he could be right. The guards let us through with questions. My heart pumping harder.

"Akeilia! Monique!" We ran up the stairs towards the bedroom. They're always gossiping and they want total privacy. When you visit someone's home, apart from the bathroom, knocking on someone's bedroom door before entering is compulsory. According to the rules of a home. So they'd always choose the bedroom to gossip.

I spun the knob the moment I reached.

"Monique! Akeilia". It felt as if someone daggered me in the heart when I didn't see them in the room.

"Split up Michael!" It feels as if my heart rate just increased. My wife, my babies. I can't loose them.

My ears feels as if their shutting off.

"Michael?"

My vision started getting blurry. I hold on to the door. My chest ached intensely. What the heck is this?

"Michael? What's wrong?" I can hear myself struggling to breathe. A massive pain developed in my chest.

"Ahhh". I hold on to my chest. I feel myself hit the hard floor. My mouth gaped automatically. My eyes shut. I wanna speak but nothing comes out. The pain got even worst.

"Guards! Guards!" Detective Biggs yelled.

"Michael? Michael!" Akeilia? I tried to open my eyes to see if it's really her. I managed to open it. But it didn't even go half way up. Only just a bit then everything went dark.

***

Akeilia's POV

"Thank you very much doctor". I closed the door. Then let out a despair sigh.

It broke my heart looking at my husband laying in that hospital bed. How did this happen?

I walked beside him.

I take his hand in mine.

"What happened baby? Why all of a sudden you decided to leave me? Us? Don't you remember that you have two babies on the way? I'm not ready to be a single mother and a widow Michael".

I hold my head down with a sniff.

"I hate the feeling of losing you. It hurts more than a gun shot wound. At least I'll easily get over that pain after it heals, but I can't get over the heartburn of losing you. For me that'll never heal. I don't wanna lose you Michael. Not now and not ever".

What would I have done if he'd died?

I look at his face after he squeezed my hand.

"Michael. Baby its me. Wake up". I gently rub my palm over his wonderful face.

He slowly open his eyes. I see his eyeballs rolled a few times before focussing on me. An expression of fright appear in his eyes.

"Akeilia". He look at our hands, then raised his head, looking at his feet.

"No baby relax. Just relax. Your ok".

"Are you really here?" I nod. Tears welling up in my eyes.

"Yes baby I'm here". I sniff.

"Why am I in the hospital? What happened?"

"Monique and I went to the bathroom. She decided to follow me since I'm pregnant. She said she won't risk me getting hurt. I finish up quickly after I heard faint noises. When we got out.... you were laying on the floor...In pain". Tears fell from my eyes.

I sniff.

"I thought that you were gonna die Michael". His eyes look glassy. Michael rarely cries, and it's only when something is terribly wrong. I've never even seen him cry when in physical pain. I remembered the time he was shot.

"The doctor said you had a mild heart attach". The thought of Michael dying pinched my heart.

"Why did you call us to know if everything was ok?" He made a despair sigh before a tear slipped from his eyes.

"It was-".

He got cut off by the opening of the door.

"Oh..I can come back". Doctor O'Brian said.

"Oh no it's fine". I told him.

He entered and closed the door.

"These are his medications. The instructions are on it. He should take them exactly as directed". I frown in despair.

"Is he gonna be ok doctor?" I asked the short slim brown skinned guy. He look like he's in his early forties.

"Oh yes he is. He had a panic attach, which led to having a minor heart attach, but otherwise he'll be fine". He walked up to the bed looking at Michael.

"Mr Perry you need to take it easy. It seems you've been very depressed a little too much". I look at Michael. Depressed?

"No doctor I'm perfectly fine".

"I don't believe that Michael". I said.

"It was just a minor heart attach it's nothing".

I can't believe he's saying this right now.

He sigh.

"I'm fine baby". The same ole Michael. Even when the whole world is weighing down on him, he straighten up and pretend as if everything is perfectly normal. I'm gonna get whatever is happening out of him.

"I'll leave you two now. He can leave whenever he's ready. Your heart is in a good condition. But take those medication and just..as I said before take it easy. Your our future". Michael nodded with a smile then doctor O'Brian left.

"What's going on Michael?" I asked in a no bullshit tone.

"I'll tell you later".

"Don't bullshit me Michael. Something is going on I know it. We are husband and wife. We're now one. We are supposed to bare the same burden. Pregnant or not. I'm a strong woman Michael. You know that. I've lived my life for months running from a deprave ruthless son of a bitch. If it's a case like that Michael don't you think I'm supposed to know? I need to watch my back too. Your situation is a result of that".

"Don't say that".

"It's true Michael".

"I'm supposed to f*ck*ng protect you! Not the other way around!" He started coughing. I quickly got up, lift his head and rest it on my lap.

More tears flow from his eyes after he stopped coughing.

"It's ok baby I'm here".

"I have to protect...my family. Not the other way around".

"Family look out for family. I got your back too. There's nothing wrong with it. Through sickness and through health Michael". He lift his hand and touched mine. Slowly stroking it.

"You need to open up and stop trying to bare the burden alone". I rest my aching back on the wall.

Soon I'm back in the chair. Michael calmed down, but he wouldn't stop looking at me.

"What?" I smile.

"You look incredibly beautiful".

"Maybe it's because I'm pregnant that makes me look incredibly beautiful".

"Well then I guess I should impregnate you again after you deliver these two". He grinned.

I gape at him.

"So are you saying I didn't look beautiful before I was pregnant?"

"You were the one who said it. Not me".

"I so hate you right now".

"I'm just kidding". He laughed. "Your always beautiful". I always love to see him look at me. It's like he can speak to me without saying a word, using just his eyes, and most of the times I understand him.

We're connected. We were always connected. I always want it to be that way.

The smile faded from my lips for almost forgotten to asked him of what's going on.

"What did Craigy told you?"

"I'll tell you later". Hell no.

"Michael now, I want to hear now. I deserve to know.... Please". He took my hand giving me his sincere face.

"I promise. At least until we're out of this hospital. When we're home ok?"

"Keeping this away from me won't protect me Michael. I need to know what's going on so I can know how to deal with it. I'm only gonna be worried thinking of what could be happening to you if you don't tell me, and that...would be a lot more torture than if you just tell me now". He nod.

"I promise".

Forgive my mistakes. I really wanted to update.

I'm sorry for the false updates in the past. I'm using my phone to write so sometimes the publish icon pressed without me noticing.

Remember to check out my bodyguard and Lucifer. I'm planning on updating Lucifer soon.

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