Shadows In Durango

Chapter 138

*****Vincent's POV*****

I was halfway down the hallway, my head spinning with the weight of everything my father had just laid out, when my phone buzzed in my pocket.

I pulled it out, noting Reid's name flashing up across the screen. His timing couldn't have been better- or maybe worse? "Reid," I answered, keeping my voice low as I stepped into the nearest empty room.

"Vincent." Reid's tone was steady, but there was an edge of exhaustion to it. "Just checking in. I'm back at the hospital with Daryl. He's still stable, still hanging on. The doctors say they're optimistic, but..." He trailed off, and I could hear the frustration in his voice. Reid wasn't one to deal well with waiting or uncertainty.

"But what?" I pressed, gripping the phone tightly with sudden worry for my friend's state...

"It's just touch and go, you know? It's not like he's up and moving around yet. He's tough as nails, but he's been through hell. The fact that he's still breathing is a damn miracle..." he begins, as I become frustrated.

"Reid what is it? What's worrying them?!" I demand, cutting him off as he breathes out heavily down the line.

"Well... they worry that he's lost feeling in his left hip and that it might affect his leg and his walking... but they said it's too early to tell if he'll get it back or not." Reid informs me, as I close my eyes over and pinch my nose.

How much more bad news can I take at this point?! My blood pressure was above boiling point with all of this...

I exhaled slowly, "It's too early to tell?" I repeat, attempting to find light of the situation.

"Yeah, that's what they said." He tells me, as I nod to myself a couple of times.

"Ok, so there's still hope that he will be fully back to his usual self? We can't think the worst..." I instruct him, knowing that Daryl was tough enough to pull through one way or another.

Daryl had taken a hit for Sofia - both literally and figuratively when Sofia's very life was in danger at the hands of that little freak of an ex-boyfriend of hers, if you could even still give him such a title!

"Well, I appreciate the update," I said, leaning back against the cold wall. "Tell him to keep fighting and that I owe him more than I can ever repay... I don't think I'll make it back today or tomorrow for a visit but I will as soon as I can - as soon as

I get all of this shit handled." I huff, knowing that I still had a major mountain to climb before things could even get remotely close to feeling 'normal' again.

Reid grunted in acknowledgment, but his voice softened. "How are you holding up with all of it anyway? And Sofia? Now that they are in town things might get... messy." He tests, as I scowl at the word choice. Messy.

was one way to

on Sofia's face when we'd had to make a run for it. Fear, anger, and something else - something I couldn't quite place but it was horrific to watch nonetheless. "We're as good as we can be right now," I said after

'I'll fill you in later' deals when all of the chaos is done?" He chuckles, as my lips twitch but I don't allow for a

yeah, I'll tell you when it's over I guess?" I admitted. "But we've got a meeting with Sofia's brothers and her father tomorrow. My father is helping

down the back of his neck, the way he always did when he was concerned. "Alright. Just... be careful then, alright? Daryl doesn't need any more company in the hospital, and I don't feel like attending

said with a dry laugh, though I appreciated his

posted on Daryl. And Vincent... if you need backup tomorrow, don't hesitate to

mind," I said, ending the call with him with a

hand for a moment, my grip tightening around it as I knew

headed toward the kitchen in search of Sofia. We needed to talk, and there wasn't a moment

make sure we were ready for each and every

I stepped into the kitchen, Sofia was standing by the counter, her back

fell loosely over her small back, a stark

not wanting

enough to meet my eyes over her shoulder. Her expression was a mix of exhaustion

the room. "Reid just called too. He's

furrowed, worry clouding her features. "Oh! How

Reid's worried about some nerve damage, but it's too early to tell." I

your fault either. He wanted to protect you, and that's exactly what he done -

her palms. "It feels like everything I

that. We have a lot to face tomorrow and

eyes shimmered with unshed tears, but she blinked them away quickly, straightening her spine. "What did Reid say about tomorrow? Does he think we are fools?" she asked, clearly eager to shift the focus before she lost control of herself. I dropped my hand and leaned against the counter beside her. "He doesn't know the full details of

"Do you think

performance, they won't hesitate to try take you back by force. And if that happens..." I trailed off, not

that happens?" she pressed, her voice

whatever it takes to keep

before she nodded slowly and shifted to snuggle in to my side which shocked

tensed up for a mere second, before