The flight to Vegas was quick, and he didn’t have a real plan for when they got there. He had time to think about everything and plan this out for her. The bright lights and people were enough to keep her busy for the moment. He looked up the where they had to go to and then started walking that way. He had an idea of the things that they needed, and luckily for him, she also had everything there.
He smiled to himself, and then they were in front of the building. “This is your last chance.” He said softly.
“Yes, because I chose to fly halfway across the country with you to say no.” Haven said as she started up the steps and then loo
Five years later.“How silly is this?” Haven asked as she looked at Mack in their backyard, and she held up the invitation to her brothers' wedding. “They really want me to come to it without you.”“Well, you could go.” He said with a shoulder shrug.“And go with who?” she asked with a smile. “Jonathon?” “Well, you could go with him.” Mack s
Mackenzie Natrol knew everything after today would be different. He was moving up in the ranks, and this was his last day at his current job and station. As he suited up to go for a ride to the place they would have to breach. This would be his last time leading one of these operations. It was bittersweet, and it left a bad taste in his mouth, to be honest. He had just gone over the file they had put together over the past two months. Though he knew he had to finish what he had helped to start, it still felt wrong. Though knowing that police were extremely superstitio
Haven walked downstairs and knew she had to change her clothes. When her supervisor looked at her, he raised his eyebrow at her. “I was caught in the emergency room when a code was called.” She said as she looked at him. “Go change.” He said as he nodded, “then I need the report for the DA on the two gunshot victims from last week.”“I need to go upstairs. One of the victims.” Haven started, but her boss looked at her. She sighed and looked at him, “Fine, I have to go over the tox reports before it is final.” “I sug
Haven took a deep breath. She looked into his eyes as she settled into her seat. “You left and went into the army. I was still just a young teenager though I could have done anything at that point. You knew I went straight into medical school, and I had to stay with them. Do you remember how my parents were?” “Controlling and neglectful?” he asked back. He did remember her parents. The married couple that lived apart from each other. Her mother was a horrible woman from everything he could remember about her. When Haven was in her last year of college, he remembered bruises covering her arms and legs though she tried to hide them. He wanted to go after her mother in any way he could.
Haven looked at her boss, who was shaking his head. “That was Dr. little he was requesting that you not visit his patient for some reason.” “I don’t care what Dr. Little requested. I am asking for time off, so I am not on the clock when I go up there to check on my old friend.” Haven replied.“He is one of the best doctors in the hospital.” The man in front of her said. “And?” Haven asked. She was not the type to rock the boat often. Something was really not sitting well with her right now though. Mack was in over his head righ
5Haven walked upstairs not more than a half-hour later. She was walking past the nurse's station as they all looked at her, and then she was getting ready to walk in the room when the head nurse for the floor came over and stood in front of it. “You aren’t supposed to be here.”“Oh really?” Haven asked, “Why because it is hospital policy?”“The doctor requested that no other doctors to go into the rooms he has worked on.” The nurse said with a smirk.
“Mack, what are you thinking about?” Haven asked, bringing him back to the here and now. He looked over at her as she looked at him. “One of the best days I had.” He replied with a grin forming.“Oh, really?” she asked as she looked at him, “What day was that?” “Your birthday.” He said as he watched her search for her memories for the day. “Sweetheart, it is fine. You don’t have to remember it so much.”
Mack was handed his phone from the pocket of his uniform after she dug around in his bag for it with his belongings. She gave it to him, and he made the call knowing they were at best fifteen minutes away. They would respond to the call, and as soon as he got someone to talk to, he explained the situation without actually saying it. He knew they knew he had been shot.The person that he was talking to was trying to get him to stay at the hospital, but in the end, Mack won that argument, and they would be sending over a few units to help get him out if that was what he really wanted. He sighed, knowing that back up in the form of other cops was coming soon enough. That did release some of the tension he had throughout his body.