🎶Listen to Enough by Alex Roe🎵

*CHICAGO'S POV*

3 months later

I naturally wake up from my sleep. I check the time on my alarm clock.

6:20 am

I jump out of bed and run to the bathroom knowing very well Jean will be here in ten minutes.

I come out five minutes later wrapped in a white robe. I run to the closet and come out dressed in grey sweatpants with a matching oversize grey hoodie that covers my showing belly.

I've been dressing this way for the last two months due to the paparazzi.

I take two of my vitamin tablets and head downstairs. The tablets were prescribed to me by my obstetrician.

I was also given a few more to lessen my morning sickness and dizzy sprees.

When I enter the kitchen Jean is seated at the dinner table munching on a cookie. She smiles at me as I take a sit. Tamika places a plate of chicken mac and cheese in front of me and I start stuffing my face.

***

The drive to the hospital is quiet. I don't want to be spoken to and Jean respects that.

I watch re-runs of Everybody loves Raymond to try cheer up my mood while Jean does some work related stuff on her iPad.

Edward keeps watching us from the rear view mirror.

If he senses the tension in the car... he's good at hiding it.

***

When we enter the hospital's parking lot, Chad together with his security team are already waiting for us. He leads us to the elevator as a few paparazzi try to take pictures of us.

I walk with my head facing down and my hoodie covering my face.

A few nurses, who are used to seeing us, wave as we walk past them through the corridors but we ignore the politely.

When we enter the Hughes private hospital room my eyes catch Wes pale body lying on the bed.

The irritating sound of the life support machine beeps rhythmically round the room.

Katherine is seated beside him staring.

When Richard found out about Katherine, he filed for a restraining order but canceled it when he found out that it's her who saved Wes.

Though they talk I can still sense some bad blood between them.

I hesitate to enter the room but I do. I've been coming here every single day for the past three months yet when it's time to enter Wes' room I usually hesitate to do so.

Maybe it's because I'm scared that one day I'll not find him there.

He'll be gone.

I feel warm streaks of tears roll down my face. Jean sees me crying and both her and Katherine excuse themselves.

Once I'm all alone with Wes I walk to him and touch his face. Dr.Carla said he might wake up any day from now. I'm very anxious and can't wait.

I've missed him and everything that is him.

I wipe away the tears but they still come out. I check his wounds and see that the are fully healed but have left scars.

Permanent scars.

I trace my fingers on them and the memories of that horrid day come back.

Though Serenity was caught a week after getting away, I still can't find it in my heart to forgive her.

I tried but it's hard forgiving her knowing very well she's the reason Wes has been in a coma for three months.

She was charged with attempted murder, breaking and entering, and possesion of an illegal fire arm. Her hearing will be in two month's time and we are all required to be there.

I let out a painful sigh as I take off my hoodie. I then sit on the chair next to the bed and lay my head on the edge.

"I love you." I mutter before crying myself to sleep.

***

A small noise escapes me as I feel delicate fingers comb my hair.

That feels so good...

Wait ?!

I snap my head up and Wes' grey eyes pierce into my brown ones.

"I love you too." He whispers in a groggy and hoarse voice.

Wes !

"Wes !"

I shout as I sit up and fold him in a hug. I cry till there's no more tears.

"You heard." I say between sobs.

"I heard you the first time you said it. That night at my garage. I heard you." I see him struggle to say.

I cry and hug him tighter.

"You love me..." I say to myself but I feel him nod a yes.

I smile then get up from my seat and head towards the corner of the room where the water dispenser is situated.

I pick up one of the neon green colored tumblers on the side table and pour Wes a glass of water.

I then help him sip the warm water.

Once he is done he just stares at me. I feel my cheeks go red. I know I should call the nurse and tell her he's awake but I want some time alone with him.

Excuse me for being selfish.

"How long hav-"

I cut him off knowing very well what he's going to ask.

"Three months."

He sighs and we sit in silence.

"You are showing." I hear him say after what seems to be hours.

I look up and see he's staring at my belly.

"Yes..." I answer as I shy away from his gaze.

"How long are you..." He asks.

"Five months." I mutter under my breath.

"Is my baby okay ?" He asks with a smile and I smile back.

"They're fine."

"They ...?" He asks uncomprehending.

I nod at him. "Yes... we're having twins."

He smiles at then pulls me towards him. I get up from the bed and occupy the empty space beside him.

"Thank you." He says as he kisses my temple. We then lapse into peaceful silence.

I look up at Wes and see he's staring at me."You know... for a person who just came out of a coma... you're talking way too much..." I tease him.

He chuckles the lowers his lips to my ear. "I woke up yesterday." He whispers and my smile widens.

"I have my third wish." I say after a while."

"Shoot."

"Don't ever scare me like that ever again..." I say while shifting my position so that I can look him straight in the eye while he answers.

"Consider it done, love."

*