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Chapter Ten
Sheridan listened as the doctor explained that they had successfully
removed the bullet from Luis' chest, that he was lucky, and that the next twenty-four hours would be critical.
She nodded as the doctor continued to talk, but all she could think about was Luis. He had risked his life to
saver her and this time he'd nearly died.
The doctor said she could go in to see him and Sheridan didn't waste any time. Tears rushed to her eyes as she
stepped in the room. Machines buzzed and whined. Luis had all kinds of tubes in him. He looked so helpless lying
there. His dark skin looked pale.
Sheridan walked to the chair next to his bed and sat down. Then she grabbed his hand. His skin was so cold that
she shivered. He was lying in this hospital bed because of her. God, she thought raising his hand to her cheek,
please don't take him from me.
"Luis," she whispered placing a soft kiss against his palm. "Please wake up. I need you. Our
baby needs you. It's not your time yet. Do you hear me? It's not your time."
Tears rolled down her cheeks as an image of Luis holding there newborn baby flashed in her mind. He was telling
the baby how much he loved them. Another image flashed in her mind of Luis teaching their son to play baseball.
"Oh Luis. You can't leave me. I don't know how to do anything without you. You're my life. You have to
wake up. You have to come back to me... to our baby. I don't even know how to play baseball!"
Sheridan laid her arms on the edge of his bed and buried her face in them, sobbing uncontrollably. She needed
Luis. She needed him to wrap his arms around her and say everything was going to be okay. Oh god, she couldn't
lose him. She just couldn't.
Someone laid a hand on her shoulder and she turned to find Antonio, his brown eyes glistening with tears. She knew
over how close he and Luis had gotten over the last few months and she knew what having his big brother back in
town meant to Luis too.
Sheridan laid her hand over his and gave it a gentle squeeze. "He has to be okay Antonio. I don't know what
I'll do if he isn't."
"Hey," Antonio said gently pulling her out of the chair and wrapping his arms around her. "He's
fighter. He won't leave you and the baby. You're his reason for living and he'll fight his way back to you."
"Thank you." she said returning his hug. She pulled away a second later and gave him a smile of thanks.
"I need to go and ask the doctor something. Will you stay and sit with him while I'm gone? I don't want
him to be alone."
"I'll stay right here until you get back." He said. "I need to talk to him about his scare tactics
anyway."
She smiled then leaned down to place a soft kiss on Luis' lips. "I love you, Luis."
Sheridan raised herself up then turned and walked toward the door. She knew Antonio needed time with Luis. Besides,
she had an idea. She just wanted to check with the doctor first.
Luis knew Sheridan was there, he could hear her talking to him, but he couldn't open his eyes to look at her.
They felt heavy. He screamed her name, but he knew she didn't hear him. Why? Why couldn't she hear him? Was
he dead? God, please don't let him be dead. He couldn't leave Sheridan and the baby alone. They needed him.
He needed them. He wanted to grow old with Sheridan. He wanted to watch their child grow up. He wasn't ready
to die yet. He wasn't ready.
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