"Fuck, fuck, fuck," Conrad mutters, stepping around a gigantic puddle.Her boots stopped being waterproof two streets ago.Pulling her jacket tighter around her, she curses herself repetitively as she dodges people on the sidewalk.How's it going?, Carlos links her, amusement heavy in his tone.I regret ever leaving. It's awful here; I would rather be stuck in the woods with Scarlet trying to make me adopt those children again, Conrad complains, keeping her head down.She's almost at the building, and that's the only thing keeping her going. She wasn't able to get a taxi; they were all booked when she was leaving the hotel.It looks horrific on the news. Rina asked to speak to you this morning, and she laughed when she found out you went into the city. Can you see the guards?, Carlos asks, and Conrad glances over her shoulder, making eye contact with the two men in suits.They're walking side by side and talking into cell phones.Yeah, I can see them. They're blending well at the mome
Carlos bursts into the hospital, his hair dripping onto his already sodden shirt."Room 76?" He pants to the front desk, looming down at the woman.She stares up at him blankly, chewing on her gum."Name and relation to the patient?" She drawls."My name is Carlos. Her name is Conrad Rosser. I'm her fiance," he bluffs, his irritation rising with every smack of gum.He hates human spaces at the best of times, but human hospitals really bother him.It's not only the risk of exposure that stresses him out, but also the noise and disorganisation."Fine. Turn left at the end of the hall, and keep walking. Look at the numbers; knock before you go in. She's on her own," she drones.Carlos is gone like a bullet from a gun as soon as she finishes speaking, following her instructions until he's standing outside of the brown door.He forgets to knock, walking in and coming face to face with a scowling lady."Out, knock first," she snaps.Carlos blushes, turning on his heel, closing the door, and
When they eventually make it back to the house - four hours later than planned, due to a diversion on the highway because of the snow - Conrad is relieved.Driving isn't her favourite thing to do, even when it's in good conditions, and snow and ice make her heart go cold. She prefers to be a passenger, unless the weather is bad, then she prefers to be not driving at all."Straight to bed. I think we've both had a long day," Carlos laughs uneasily, rubbing his eyes."I agree with that," she sighs, looking at her watch.It's 11 pm, and they both have work in the morning, which propels her out of the car at the thought of it."Take it easy," Carlos frowns, hurrying around to her side to give her a hand."I can get out of a car myself," she raises an eyebrow, walking towards the front door with her bag in hand."I know that, but I want to be helpful," he mumbles, unlocking the front door.There are tiny battery-powered candles lining the hallway, and Carlos avoids her eyes as they walk in
It's easy to act like nothing happened when they wake up the next day.Charlotte keeps her mouth shut as they sit down to have breakfast; she's not going to be the one to break the silence as she watches the couple move around at the counters.Conrad slides a bowl of fruit across the island to Charlotte, who quickly digs in, stuffing her mouth once she realises Carlos is about to speak."Charlotte, what are you doing today?" He asks, looking over to Conrad's best friend."I don't know. Matt decided to take an extra shift; I couldn't tell him I was coming up in case he ruined the surprise," Charlotte sighs, swinging her fork around.Conrad sits down with her own bowl of fruit, staring at the melon she chopped up like she's trying to get answers from it."Oh. Well, you could meet me and Conrad on our lunch break, if you'd like. I have a doctors appointment for the thing we were talking about yesterday," he suggests, biting into his toast contentedly."Oh. Like, do you want me to come?"
Conrad can only imagine how Carlos felt when she was in the hospital because at least she knows what happened to him.She pulls into the parking lot, closing her eyes for a moment once the car is stopped.She rubs her eyes, leaning her head into her hands as she tries to calm her breathing down.The whole way to the hospital, Conrad was hyperventilating.Jane thought it was a normal reaction, but Conrad didn't really give much of a crap about normal when her boyfriend was in the hospital, in an unknown state.She had never heard Matt panic until that phone call, and it pushed her to drive faster. She had made it to the hospital in under fifteen minutes, whereas the usual route from the prison forests would have taken forty minutes.She has no idea how she wasn't stopped by the police, but she's thanking her lucky stars as she climbs out of the vehicle.There's dry mud smeared on her leggings from where Scarlet threw her onto the ground, and she grits her teeth in anger when she realis
"We've got this," Charlotte nods confidently.She doesn't let Conrad feel the shakes running through her body or let her see the sweat running down her neck as they walk towards the office."Do you think we do? Maybe we should reschedule. I think we should reschedule, I think it's a little weird without him here," Conrad hesitantly explains.Charlotte grabs her hand, making Conrad turn to face her."Look. You need to make sure you and baby are okay. You didn't know about it, and you could be further along than you think. We need to make sure you're both okay. Carlos will be with you at every other appointment. I won't leave your side for a second, I promise," Charlotte swears, squeezing Conrad.Conrad quickly wraps her arms around her best friend, not exactly wanting to let her go."I'm so scared," she whispers into Charlotte's shoulder."It'll be fine. It'll all be okay," Charlotte shrugs, turning her back around towards the office."What if I hurt it? I flew, and I haven't stopped t
While she's upset, she can't help being amused.Sabrina is chattering the ear off a nursing assistant, who looks extremely confused.Conrad sits back in his seat, her eyes not leaving Sabrina in the busy waiting room. She isn't going to risk losing sight of her."He said daddy should be out soon," Sabrina announces loudly, skipping back towards Conrad.Her loud statement draws some looks in their direction, but Conrad ignores them as Sabrina jumps onto the seat beside her, curling up on it."Do you want to head home and get changed into something comfy? It'll probably be another hour or two until we can see him," Conrad suggests, and Sabrina shakes her head."No, I don't want to leave in case he comes out when we're gone. I'm comfortable like this," Sabrina insists, picking up Conrad's phone again.She had downloaded some Barbie games for Sabrina to play, and the little girl is thrilled at the thought of being let loose."Amaretti?" A nurse calls into the waiting room, and Conrad bolt
"Hello?" Conrad utters, and she can hear someone cheer."Okay, we didn't think you'd answer. Is he okay? Are you okay? They got Scarlet, she's in the cells, but they're still looking for the guy who hit Carlos. We've got guards covering the hospital for you," Amber rushes to get everything out, and Conrad raises an eyebrow."Okay. I'm alright, annoyed, but alright. Carlos is in surgery; he should be okay. Thank you for letting me know, but why did this require a phone call?" Conrad asks with a frown, leaning against the wall.It's all a scarily bright white colour, and it makes her feel uncomfortable and cold."Because I wanted to tell you that Aaron ran off when he heard Scarlet was captured. Nobody else could decide to ring you, so I decided to do it while they went on lunch. My brother is being released to house arrest for the twins like you expected, but his release is being delayed because of the attack on Carlos. They want to make sure he had nothing to do with it," Amber explai