...Ethan POV...I was in the middle of a meeting with Xavier and the rest of the Scorpions figuring out our next steps. Ever since we saw Lexi's car on the move again, we knew what she was planning. We just didn't know the final destination. Xavier's office was a complete mess. There were maps and charts everywhere. People pitching a billion ideas at the same time. We had a feeling Lexi was going after Craig, which only terrified Xavier. I could tell he was worried about what would happen if Lexi managed to confront Craig. Lord knows that it would only end badly, but for who, we weren't positive about. Xavier knew that she would find a way to save Ryker, but at what cost? Also would he even be worth saving? I don't mean that in a bad way, but we all have our concerns over what she'll find. From my estimates, Ryker should've died nearly a week ago. That was even stretching it. We were just afraid that Lexi would get herself killed, only to find that R

...Lexi POV...After Ethan left, Craig and I continued to struggle over the dead man switch. I couldn't afford for it to go off. Suddenly bullets begin to fly around us. Craig's attention is no longer on the trigger, and soon I find the dead man's switch in my hand. I fall to the floor, ducking as more bullets fly our way. In the heat of the moment, Craig takes off. I can't let him get away. However I have no choice in this moment, at least until I can get the bomb out. I crouch along the hallway, ducking quickly into one of the nearby rooms. Without losing my grip on the dead man's switch, I reach into my back pocket grabbing my gun. I need a way to protect myself. I peek out of the room, looking for any sign of anyone following me. However, much to my luck, no one seems to have noticed me. I shift further into the room, leaning my back along the wall. I set my gun on the ground, keeping it close by should I need it. I then reach into my other pocke

BEEP.BEEP.BEEP.The constant beeping sound of her heart monitor, is the only thing keeping me sane at the moment. The room is silent, other than the noise of the machines in her room that are helping to keep her alive.I lean my head towards her hand, placing my forehead against the back of her hand. I'm a complete mess. I don't know what I'll do if she doesn't make it out of this. Dr Lawson comes in ten minutes later, awakening me from my thoughts."There are some results that I would like to discuss with you." She says. I can sense the apprehension in her voice.I turn to look back at my Little Bear laying unconscious on the bed in front of me. I don't want to leave her, but I can tell that whatever Dr Lawson needs to tell me is important.Before I get a chance to voice my concerns, Elena and Jax walk into the room."We'll stay with her." Elena says, walking over to the other side of Lexi's bed to hold her hand

...Xavier POV...Shortly after Sienna had left, Ryker was discharged from the hospital. He had grown restless in the time that he had been in the hospital. With Dr Lawson's help, Ryker will be staying at my place for the next couple of months. He'll be monitored the entire time, to ensure nothing bad happens. But it also allows him a sense of freedom and normalcy. Ryker and I are very similar. We both need to feel as though we are accomplishing something. Not doing anything, just makes us more irritable. That alone is one of the many reasons as to why I have an at home clinic. Dr Lawson always said that I'm one of her worst patients. As I always go against her wishes. Matteo and Catherine helped with Ryker's transition to my house. In the meantime Catherine and Matteo are also staying at my house. They might as well, since no one else has been staying there. I've barely left Lexi's side since she came into the hospital. I spend everyday and night with her. Jax br

...Lexi POV...I was discharged from the hospital a few days later. Under supervision of Dr Lawson of course. Even though I had been discharged, Xavier didn't allow me to do anything myself. Rather he had become like my personal slave. If I needed to go to the bathroom, he would take me. If I wanted to g outside, he would carry me there. He cooked anything I wanted to eat. Which I can't complain, because he's an amazing chef. Even though I found the attention to be overwhelming at times, I didn't say anything. I still don't remember everything that happened, but I knew from the way he was acting, that he was afraid that he could lose me at any moment. While he had become good at hiding his true feelings, he could never fully hide them from me. Whatever happened, must've scared him shitless. From what I do know about what happened, I can only agree that his reaction is justified. I would be acting similarly, if not the same if our roles were reversed.