Don't Poke the Luna (Xena and Ryder)

Chapter 273

As we neared the hospital, the radio crackled with Logan's voice, and I could hear his urgency: Novak told me what happened. Are you almost there?

I had to throw the phone onto the passenger seat and pull out my radio from my pocket. "I'm almost there. How are things on your end?"

Logan's tone relaxed slightly. "The drones are taken care of. We're preparing to assault the building."

I let out a long breath. For me right now, losing anyone would be devastating. Copy that," I replied again.

I drove straight to the hospital entrance and stopped, carefully lifting Xena into my arms and running toward the building.

'Help! I need help!" I shouted as I burst through the emergency room doors, Xena's limp form cradled against my chest.

The sterile smell of disinfectant hit my nostrils as chaos erupted around us. A nurse at the reception desk took one look at Xena's condition and immediately hit an emergency button. Within seconds, medical staff swarmed us.

'What happened? A doctor in scrubs demanded as they wheeled a gurney toward

us.

laying Xena on the stretcher. "She's been unconscious, lost

her toward the trauma

growled. "I'm

please. We need space to work. You can help her most by

I stood frozen in the hallway, my hands still stained with her blood, feeling more helpless than I'd ever felt in my

clothes, revealing the full extent of her injuries. Multiple doctors worked simultaneously- one

medical commands.

'BP is dropping fast!"

need to get

and cross for ten units

out and I slumped against the wall, sliding down until I was sitting on the cold linoleum floor. Every fiber of my being wanted to burst through those doors, to hold her hand, to somehow transfer my strength to her broken body. But all I could do was watch

updates from the compound, but I couldn't process the words. Logan's voice, Novak's reports-it all faded to background noise. Nothing mattered

surgeon emerged, his scrubs already bloodied.