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Helena shot him a withering look, even as her hands trembled against Emma's unnaturally pale cheeks. "She's fading fast - we must get her medical attention immediately!"

"Emma stay awake!" Helena shouted at the top of her lungs but Emma could barely register

the words she said.

Try as she might, Emma's eyes slid shut, the pull of blissful oblivion growing too strong to resist any longer.

Just before the darkness fully claimed her, she felt the whispers of air current against her face and the piercing oscillation of helicopter blades somewhere overhead. Then nothing but silence and enveloping black reigned.

Helena watched in mounting horror as Emma's eyes fluttered shut and her body went completely limp in her arms.

"Emma?" She shook her daughter-in-law urgently, panic gripping her chest. "Emma, stay with me!"

But Emma didn't respond, her head lolling back in a way that made Helena's heart lurch. Nearby, the guards were engaging in a ferocious gunfight with the mysterious attackers, but Helena blocked it all out. Her sole focus was on the deathly still young woman cradled against

her.

'Guards! Over here, now!" She screamed over the deafening din of the battle. "Emma needs medical attention immediately!"

Two of the nearest guards broke off, racing over with their weapons raised protectively. Their eyes went wide at the sight of Emma's unconscious form.

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"Is she hit? I don't see any blood..." one of them said in a harsh whisper.

Helena shook her head tersely. "I don't know, she simply lost consciousness. But we can't wait to find out - get her to the hospital right away before it's too late!"

told twice, the guards sprang into action. One called for emergency evacuation while

utmost care.

chopper descended through the smoke and chaos. Its side door slid open and a team of experts rappelled down,

onto a tray of some kind and whisked her up into the aircraft before any of the remaining assailants could regroup. Helena adamantly refused to be separated from her, leaving Jonathan to coordinate with the

with her heart in her throat.

the helipad of the Hospital. Emma was immediately rushed

she was ensconced in a private treatment room, Helena pulled out her phone and dialed Richard's number with

heavens," she gasped out the moment he answered. "There's been an emergency - an attack in

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details, she could hear Richard's breathing go harsh with barely restrained emotion. When she reached the part about Emma's still undetermined condition, his anguished voice cut her off abruptly. "I'm coming there right

the treatment room doors less than fifteen minutes later. His usual cool poise and control was utterly shattered,

distress.

He was at her bedside in two long strides, stroking back her

fluttered open at his voice. She blinked

on...?" She

intended to ask was swallowed up as Richard crushed her against his chest in a searing embrace, burying his face in the crook of her neck. His

kisses over her face and hair. "When they told me...I thought I'd lost

by the enveloping warmth of his

were over-bright with unshed tears. "I think the fearsome Richard Madison may have shown his softer underbelly today."

voices sounded from the doorway and a harried Jonathan rushed in, his practiced mask of stoicism nowhere in

clasping her shoulders and gazing deep into her eyes for reassurance that she was indeed whole. Only when she smiled bemusedly up at him did some of the tension bleed from

brokered no argument. "But

of staff who'd averted their eyes during the family's emotional reunion. One particularly brave nurse stepped forward, her expression

you she's in no danger. We're just waiting for the results from her panels and scans to

cut it for him. "And what of the reason for her loss of

for a split second, opening her mouth to reply - just as the door

room at large. "I have the test results right here. Aside from some bumps and bruises from today's...unpleasantness, Mrs.

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