Chapter 79: I've Missed You

Still Drakes POV

“Stop making things difficult for me, Drake. If you keep showing up at every crime scene, I’ll be forced to open another investigation on you. You don’t want that, do you?

You know how it played the last time I was asked to investigate your affairs. You know how difficult it was for the both of us, Drake. We nearly killed each other, and if not for the fact that we both found a common enemy to channel our hatred and focus all our attention on, we will not have been friends today. 

We would have been sworn enemies, I mean, the worst kind of enemies. Let’s face it, I’m a cop and you are still the godfather. I’m expected to find out where you are going wrong and bring you to books. But here I am, risking my own life and my job for you. 

Trust me, Drake, I’m not whining this time. Your constant presence at every crime scene these days is giving us cause for concern. My bosses are beginning to notice all this, and they are asking questions. Some think you have a hand in what is going on, while others think you don’t have a hand in it, but they claim can point us in the right direction to find the perpetrators.

And as for me, I don’t believe in any of their theories because I know exactly what is going on here. But you have to help me so I can help you. You need to stop showing up at every crime scene, man. I may not be able to save you the next time, I may not have a story to back you up next time.” Leroy warned me sternly after the guys succeeded in focusing the bomb and fixing the gas leakage. 

I was at the hospital to see Mia, I just parked my car and I was just walking into the building when I got his call. He called to tell me that everything went well, the bomb was diffused successfully and the buildings were saved, but they lost three of the Russian dudes that I knocked unconscious. They had bled out to death before the cops discovered that they were alive. 

He sounded a bit pissed when he spoke about them. He had to tamper with state evidence to save my ass. I forgot to ask the guys to take care of the footage from the security camera in the buildings. He is not happy about it, and I know he expects me to feel sad about it as well. It’s quite unfortunate because I don’t feel an ounce of guilt and I don’t think I ever will. They got what they deserved, and I’m pretty sure that they would have done something worse than that to me if they had the chance. Besides, those three guys that I bashed their heads with my gun are not the only Russians that we took out today. 

My boys shot quite a lot of them, and so did I also. I’m wondering what is so special about those three guys because I do t think he should be getting angry about it. It’s either me or them, it’s a game of life and death, the winner takes it all, and the loser goes six feet under. That is the game we are playing and he knows it. So he better suck it up and gets back to work because I’ve got more important things to do with my time. 

Apart from the fact that I need to be with my wife at this moment, I still need to find out where Riley is and what he is up to. I don’t need a soothsayer to tell me that he is the brain behind the attack on Charles and his son, Raymond. I don’t know what his reasons are for attacking that innocent family and trying to kill them. I know he has a vendetta against me, but why extend it to Charles and his son, what does he stand to gain if he wipes out the entire family?

Or did he extend his anger and resentment to my parents and Casey as well?

He must be furious at Casey for exposing his secrets to me, and now he is trying to pay her back by exposing her own crimes as well. If he succeeds in exposing Casey, then he has succeeded in getting her jailed for hit and run, and murder. Not just Casey, my parents will be arrested for covering up for Casey, they will face a long jail sentence for the cover-up, and at the same time our company shares would drop drastically, with time, everything would go down the drain and I’ll be forced to close down. It would ruin our entire family, and even Riley as well. He has nothing to gain from this, and that is why I’m wondering why he would want to go down this road, and what the hell is going through his mind.

“Hey beautiful,” I called out to Mia as I walked into her hospital room. I called out to Mia as I walked into her hospital room. I called her parents a few minutes ago to ask about her condition and they briefed me on her current condition. I smiled in relief when her mom told me that the doctor did another checkup after I left and he proclaimed her for her second surgery, so she was taken in for her second surgery, and it was a successful operation. 

“She is doing alright, Drake. But she misses your presence, and she keeps asking about you every minute. Where are you, son, why didn’t you stay with your wife in the hospital, and why have you not come to check up on her?” my mom inquired, sounding so firm and strict. I guess she had snatched the phone from Mia’s mom just so she could scold me for not being there with my wife. I’ve been seeing their calls all day, and I kept ignoring them to focus on what I’m doing out there. 

I guess that is why she sounds so pissed, she thinks I’m just being naughty as I ignored her calls, she has no idea that I am risking my life out here, trying to save our family. I listened to them chattering and whining that I abandoned my wife when she needed me the most, then I asked them to hand the phone to Mia, and my mom told me they couldn’t give her the phone because they were not close to her. She is napping in her room, while they all left to have a quick dinner before she could wake up. 

I pleaded with mom to stall the others for a bit while I spend a few minutes with her alone. I know her father's condition is still unstable because he has not been transferred to the hospital that can handle his case. He needs to be back here on time so he can lie down comfortably on his hospital bed. I can’t keep him out there for too long, simply because I want to make up for the lost time. I needed to see the doctor as well, but I decided to see him later. I need to go to Mia now that she is alone. I don’t know why I feel this way, but I just wish you see her now and hold her in my arms. 

I guess I’ve been too busy to realize how much I miss her. But seeing her right now brought different emotions into play. I’m just realizing that the reason why I’m so drained is that a part of me has been missing here all day long, I just didn’t realize it sooner. When I pushed the door and walked in, I saw her lying on her side, facing the wall. The bed was raised to support her back, but she chose to lie down sideways instead. My eyes went straight to her full round ass that curved out of her hospital gown, making her look so beautiful and sexy. I noticed her hands going to her face, but I didn’t bother about it because I was more focused on her ass. I walked to her bed, with a gift bag in my hand. I placed the gift bag on the table, and I sat next to her, tipping the bed sideways. 

I put my arm on her shoulder, but she shrugged me off, choosing to ignore me. Honestly, I was expecting this reaction from her. I know she would be pissed off at me for leaving her for so long, especially when she needed the most. I did not let her reaction affect my sincere feeling of care and concern, I put back my hand on her shoulder, and I spoke softly to her whispering endearing words to her, trying to get her to understand that I have been so busy all day. She ignored me for some minutes, but when she turned slowly to have into my eyes, I realized that she has been crying, and her eyes are swollen and teary. 

“Baby, what’s wrong?

Does it still hurt, are the stitches out, where do you feel pain, my love? 

Tell me where it hurts?” I asked her, looking her over to see if I could see where her pain could be coming from, but I couldn’t see anything. When I looked back at her, she had tears slipping down her cheeks as she taxes at me sadly, 

“Why did you leave me, Drame, why did you abandon me?

I said I’m sorry, I’ve apologized for putting my life in danger, why won’t you forgive me, Drake?

Are you trying to punish me for my mistakes, is that why you abandoned me?” she sobbed sadly and her tears rolled down her cheeks freely. I gathered her into my arms, rubbing her back softly while explaining to her that some very bad guys were coming after my family and that is why I had to stay back and fight to keep us safe. 

“Don’t you ever think that way, my love. You have no idea how much I’ve missed you. I can never stay mad at you, even if I wanted to. I missed you, Mia, and I’m sorry for hurting you and creating the impression that I do not love you. You mean the whole world to me, and I fucking missed you.”

It took a while to get her to stop crying, I cuddled her in my arms and I told her how my day has been, although I held back a few details from her so she doesn’t get scared of me. We stayed that way, with her leaning on my shoulder until her parents came back into the room with my parents as well. To say they were happy to see us this way would be an understatement. They were more than thrilled to see us this way, and I wish we were spending this quality time at home, and not here in the hospital. We stayed together for a few minutes, then I excused myself to go and see the doctor.

“I’ve been expecting you, Mr. Osborne, I need to congratulate you on your wife’s successful surgery, I must confess, I’m very impressed by her quick recovery, I had no idea that she would…”

“You did a great job, Doc. I’m grateful to you for your quick thinking. I came to show my appreciation and find out how long she would be here.” I told him pointedly, cutting his statement short. I’m trying to stop him from delving deep into his medical explanation. I thought he would take the hint and keep his mouth shut. But he just would stop bragging about the methods he used on Mia to make her heal faster.

“I employed Hyperbaric Oxygen Therapy, which involves breathing pure oxygen in a pressurized chamber to promote healing. Oxygen has a profound influence on wound healing, as any oxygen deficiency stunts the body’s ability to heal. 

HBOT is performed in a large, clear hyperbaric chamber to deliver pure, concentrated oxygen throughout the body. This process stimulates and supports the body’s healing processes. When white blood cells receive enough oxygen, they can effectively kill bacteria, reduce swelling, and allow the rapid reproduction of new blood vessels. Since HBOT addresses wound healing at a deep cellular level, it can be used to address surgical wounds that are not healing properly.

What are the Benefits of HBOT Sessions After Surgery?

Activating the body’s natural healing processes and reviving damaged tissue are the most significant benefits of HBOT sessions from wound healing specialists. Here’s how HBOT will benefit your healing after surgery, Reduces pain, inflammation, and bruising, Has an antibacterial effect, Increases your comfort, and reduces possible complications post-op, Scars may heal better, Improves mitochondrial function (Mitochondria are often referred to as the powerhouses of the cell, they help convert energy we take from food into energy that the cell can use)

HBOT also helps the patient to…”

“I don’t have all day, Doc. You can skip the medical lecture and just answer the damn question. How is she feeling, and how soon can we leave this hospital?” I asked once more, rephrasing my question more firmly this time. 

He smiled at my outburst and he apologized for being insensitive to my own needs. He promised to be more professional this time, and I thought I have finally escaped this part of my work, but he just wouldn’t stop talking. He kept talking about his experience and his qualification. I sighed in frustration when he started listing the different things I needed to do to help her recover. I know he is trying to gain favor and exposure from me, but the truth is that the guy fucking l talks too much. 

“Gosh, I couldn’t stand it no more!”