Mr Always Right (MxM)

Twenty three

"Please Xan?" I begged putting on my best pouty face. I watched my husband bob up and down on the screen as he walked through his office. He rolled his eye's and because the bad connecting his eye's stayed like that for a while. Curse you FaceTime.

"No Casp. I'll be home as soon as I possibly can, things are just their own little versions of hell at the office today" Xander huffed. I saw his PA running towards him in her heels. She tapped him on the shoulder, profusely apologized for interuptting and then informed him that he has an emergency meeting starting in five minutes with his contacts in France about their shipment, Sally from accounting locked herself in his office and is crying her eyes out and that Jose from HR still needs approval to open an investigation on some or other potential sex offender on level 59.

I could see the frustration in his eye's, without words he screamed to me that he wants desperately to be at home right now with Jaime and I. It was late. He's usually home by 5pm. It's 9pm right now. 

Xan let out a sigh "you shouldn't be driving Caspiry. If you must go out right now then please call Trey, I'm sure he will be more than willing to drive you and Jaime around."

"Xander. I can do this, I'll even be super careful and drop Jaime off at the Carsons to make sure everything goes well" I said rolling my eyes and then hanging up on him.

And just like before I climbed onto the counter, got my keys and headed to the car with my daughter. I buckled her up in her little car seat right in the middle of the car. I could do this. I have before, this will be but a piece of cake. 

Hmm... cake. I could definitely do with some cake right about now.

I drove through the main road of our neighbourhood carefully, trying to go over the speed bumps at snails pace to ensure no jiggle of my baby bump, I dropped Jaime off at our Miss Carsons just in case I got into traffic and wouldn't make it home in time for her bed time and she got cranky. When I got out of the residential area I carefully went around the pot holes.

The road was the least of my worries however. The real problem was what was on the road.

Streuds car swerved in front of me and without realising it I hit the breaks and kept my hand firmly on the horn whilst spewing ungodly things her way. Which I fear she may have heard because the next thing I knew she was backing up right into me. 

My eyes widened and my hands went to hold my bump.

My head hurt, my vision was blurred and I could feel my pants draw tight from a warm liquid.

...someone please tell me that my baby is okay...

-Xander-

Why wasn't I there?

I could've done something- I could've stopped it! I could've-

I need to get to Caspiry. I need him to be okay. I need the baby to be okay.

I felt so helpless and flustered, my entire life felt wrong in this moment, I sped down the highway to the hospital but I felt time slow down. I couldn't stop the tears from falling down my face, I don't know how I'd function without him. I wouldn't function at all. I can barely take care of myself without him... how will I care for our daughter?

I asked God what I did to deserve this. What Casp, my sweet sweet angel did to deserve this?

When I finally got to the hospital I couldn't pull myself together. "Hi, um... I'm Xander Talisker. My husband Caspiry Talisker was in a car accident... I need to see him and- and"

"Please calm down sir, take a deep breathe please" the old lady behind the counter soothed but it didn't help.

"My- my husband. He's pregnant... I need to see him!"

"Sir he's currently in the operating room, so if you could please take a seat that'd be great. We'll update you on everything and if you need we can contact whoever you need?"

"But-" I stopped myself from talking, I was scared I'd start yelling and pull out my hair. I couldn't breathe, my heart was beating faster than my mind was racing. I wanted to scream and tell someone everything all in one breathe but I also wanted to hide away and never talk to anyone ever again.

"Mister Talisker?" a voice asks booming through my silent tears. A hand ghosts over my shoulder trying to get my attention but I'm too afraid to look up.

When I finally did I saw the same male nurse that had been keeping me updating me on Caspiry's condition. Last he was here Caspiry was losing blood fast...

His neck was broken, his knee and ankle was shattered, his wrist broken and I could feel it in me that the baby was gone.

"How's my husband?"