"What are you smiling about?" Imogen questioned him as she set his plate of food in front of him and she set her own down as well. They didn't have a dinner table considering they had the island in the kitchen and they also spent almost every dinner...
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Scott waited for his mom to bring news as Isaac sat with Malia, Omar, Brett, Lori, and Allison to the side. Rafael, Mason, Lydia had been shot while so had Imogen but she hadn't stopped bleeding. She was supposed to heal but for some reason she hadn't. Everything had happened in a blur when Chris dialed 911 and everyone had come to the hospital, following behind in their own cars.
He had been told she was taken to a different floor from the others who were in surgery so he couldn't hear what the doctors were doing to her. He had been tempted to call Deaton to ask him but Omar had told him that they should let the doctors do their job. If it was something supernatural then they would take her to Deaton.
He couldn't even hear Imogen's thoughts or her pain, it was almost like she was blocking him on purpose. He'd tried to push through her defenses but it had been no use. He just wanted to know if she was okay.
It wasn't until his mom had come to him with tears in her eyes that she told him in a low voice what had happened to Imogen and his heart shattered into a million little pieces.
