The ER entrance was crowded with worried faces, but one stood out the most.

"Auntie!" Ike ran up and clung to my legs, his eyes wide with concern. "I saw the bad guys take you. I was so scared."

"But Uncle Jake was awesome! He saved you, but he got hurt."

His voice trembled, revealing a vulnerability I hadn't anticipated. It hit me then, the gravity of the situation and the role I played in it.

"You should be in bed, kiddo," I tried to lighten the mood.

Edith, always the voice of reason, explained on his behalf, "He tried, but he was too worried about you. He woke up and insisted on coming here."

I ruffled Ike's hair affectionately, "You're such a brave boy."

Christine gave my shoulder a reassuring squeeze, signaling her intent to step away. "I'll make a few calls for work."

this hour? Is something going on

I can't handle. Don't you

her if I needed anything before she moved off to a quieter

could possibly Comfort you. So, I won't bother repeating

a smile, but my eyes betrayed the emptiness I felt, "Thanks,

here for you, no matter what.

en

was finally wheeled out of the ER by Dr. Andrews, looking worse for

Abdul, the

on me first,

a comforting

me, then shared wisdom only a life well-lived could impart about

choices.

the tough decisions I might need to make regarding

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