**Zion's POV**
"Who the fuck did lock the lab's door?" I shout as I stand outside the door of ER.
This is fucking irritating and making me more and more angry.
Who have the guts to do that? Who the hell can do that?
I immediately call in the company and ask to get the background check of everyone who was on the lab at noon.
I am restless. My mind cannot think anything properly and on top of that how can this all happen?
She has the bad health condition and on top of that how can anyone mess with her conditions?
This is unfair. Just so much unfair for her life.
My heart is pounding like so loudly when she is still inside ER. It's been almost two hours and they aren't still out from there.
Please, god!
Please, take me instead of her. I am ready to take her place and die instead of her but I don't want to get her hurt. I want her to be healthy and for that I can do anything for her.
I get an email when I am waiting for her.
It is from the assistant of doctor I am talking about.
He has written to me that the doctor won't be able to come and do the surgery. I hit the bench I am sitting hardly. I can see my knuckles turning white with so much stress in them.
"Zion?" I see Michelangelo coming towards me with a fast paced steps.
"How did this even happen? I have asked to check all the cameras around. Unfortunately, we don't have cameras on the lab. It's because of the privacy of the formulas," he says.
Why the fuck they don't have cameras over there? Isn't it silly?
"I don't know what measures will it take but I want the culprit before me. I will punish as per my wish," I say firmly and I so mean it.
"Yes, I got it," h says and stands along with me.
"Isn't she out?" he asks.
"She isn't. I'm waiting for her. If something happens to her I am never going to forgive myself," I confirm.
"Won't you inform her family?" he asks.
"No, not now. Today is her brother's birthday. I don't want to ruin his day with sad news. Let's just wait for the doctors. I strongly feel that everything is going to be alright," I assure myself.
The door of the ER opens and the doctors come out from there.
"She is out of danger now. She is asleep right now. You can meet her when she wakes up," he says and I nod being grateful to him.
"She is fine now," I say to myself being relieved and plopping my ass on the bench outside the ER.
"We will be moving the patient to the normal ward. Who is her guardian? We have some paperwork to do," a nurse informs and I stand up from my place.
"I am her guardian. I'm her fiance," I lie and follow her from there.
Nancy!
I promise you, if you really don't want me in your life and if you are going to be alright and peaceful without me, trust me I will walk away from your life.
But before I walk away from your life please let me just do this for you. Let me just cure you before I leave you.
I promise to myself.
After being done with the paperwork, I walk back to the normal ward.
She is sleeping. Her skin is pale and her lips are white. She looks like all of her blood is being drained out from her body.
I hold her hands on mine and stare at her for a long time. If I am given the work of starting her all this time. I would have easily done that. That would be the best work for me but that doesn't work in reality.
After about thirty minutes, she breathes heavy. Her chest rises with her breathe and the sound of her breathing is so clear in the room.
Is she waking up?
"Zi...on...," I hear her call out my name.
I lean closer to her mouth to hear what she is whispering.
It's my name.
"Yes, I am here. Tell me what do you want to tell me," I state.
But she doesn't speak. She holds my hands firmly instead without opening her eyes.
"Don't worry I am already here. Nothing is going to happen to you," I say
"It...hurts. Zion...it hurts," she says
"What hurts? What is paining Nan? Tell me. I am going to make everything alright to you. I promise I will make everything alright," I say.
She opens her eyes gently. I don't know whether she was speaking in her sleep or talking in real some moments ago.
"Zi...on," she says as the tear drops from the corner of her eyes wetting the white pillow below her head. Her eyes seem quite weary.
I wipe away her tears from her eyes.
"You can't cry Nan. I don't want you to cry. If being with me makes you unhappy and if it makes you feel suffocated I am ready to not annoy you anymore. But let me be on side just for sometime," I confess.
She stares at me for a while and lifts her another hands on the air while her one hand holds mine.
"Can you raise me up? It's uncomfortable over here," she says.
"Yes," I arrange the pillows and arrange her in the bed.
"Zion, can you sit in front of me," she asks and I follow what she is telling me.
She holds my hands and leans in and rests her head on my chest.
"It still is the same. I love the way, I fit on your chest perfectly. It's warm and cozy," she says and I can't understand if it is real or just some dream.
"Nan! Are you alright?" I ask her.
"Yeah, I am. I'm sorry for making you wait this long. I wasn't sure if you were the same Zion or the changed one. But I am sure what I want right now," she says as she lifts her head and looks at me with such a beautiful eyes.
"What do you want now?" I ask.
"Zion, can I kiss you?" she asks.
"Silly girl. So, it's me that you want, don't you?" I press my lips on hers as she wraps me with her little hands and kisses me gently. Though we haven't tell each other about what we want right now, we know what is our desire.
It's us. We want us and nothing more.