When I met him (Completed)

Part 8 - Hospital

A phone ringing.

'Sam, hello.' Sam answered.

'Sam, it's Janine. You better come quickly.'

'Why? What's happened?' Background noise of the airport flight announcer blast through the phone.

'It's Nadine, she's been badly attacked by Suzanne.'

'What?! What happened to my wife?'

'She was still in her room when out of nowhere she yelled help and Richard and I ran to her room. When we got there they were both fighting in a hand on hand combat. Nadine kicked her ass good but Suzanne outsmarts her and strangled her till she passed out. You must come quickly.'

'I wanted to surprise her by coming home early today so I'm already at the airport. I'll be home soon.'

'Okay, Richard and I will come get you. Mom and dad are flying in as well.'

'Have you called my parents?'

'I couldn't reach them. Their phones go directly to voicemail.'

'I'll also try calling them from my side. I'm boarding now. See you guys in a few hours.'

'Fly safe brother-in-law.' They hung up as the ambulances and police arrive to take an unconscious Suzanne away in hand and feet cuffs, Richard knocked her out at the back of her head to get her off me. The paramedics rushed in and attend to me, they got me in a neck brace then strap me to a stretcher so they can carry me downstairs to the ambulance. And off we go.

~~~Sam's POV~~~

After that shocking phone call, my whole world feels like its shattered. I just got her I can't lose her already. No, I can't think like this. I hand the air hostess my ticket and she showed me to my seat. I strap in and felt all anxious to get home to my wife. I can remember our first date in Glasgow. She was so nerves and looking so beautiful like a cherry blossom falling and being swept away in the spring breeze. She even smelled like lavender and jasmine. Thinking of it made me smile. We finally took off and we were in the air. Sitting in business class surely have its perks. I can use the onboard phone and call Janine or Richard to find out how Nadine is doing.

'Hello, Janine speaking.'

'Hi, I'm heading home. How is Nadine doing?'

'The doctor said her vocal cords are badly bruised. I'll explain once you're here in person. And she has a few broken ribs and the plastic surgeon is giving her very fine facial stitches.'

'Is she awake? May I talk to her please.'

'She's still out cold. If you approach London international give us a call so we can come pick you up.'

'I will. Thank you for keeping me informed on Nadine's condition.'

'Anytime. Have a safe flight, see you soon.' I can hear Janine crack up a little as I heard her cry. Her older sister is her everything. We just have to keep our faith up. That's what Nadine would have done if this was one of us on that hospital bed. Please be okay. Please. Please... I took off to the bathroom and got myself in order. I shave, brushed my teeth and got my hair back into some sort of style. Nadine needs to give me a haircut. I seriously need one. I took in my seat again and the air hostesses served us coffee with a large lunch. Wait a minute. Bruise vocal cords? Broken ribs. What the hell happened to my princess. If only I took her earlier forboding more seriously then just a mear dream then I could have protected her better. I have failed her, and we've only been married a week. I clenched my jaw and swear if I could get my hands on Suzanne Pickering, I will probably kill her myself. She really is satans sister. I will sue her ass for assault. Yes, that's what I'll do. I got my lawyer on the phone.