Forty-Six: Father And Son.

DENVER.

"Abigail,"

"Abigail stay with me!" I wedged her head up in my hands once I noticed her eyes slowly closing. She'd lost a lot of blood from the fall and I could slowly feel her slipping away. "No!" I gritted through my teeth.

"I won't be the one to tell her that she's lost you too! I won't, Abigail" I looked her dead in the eyes before hefting her into my hands. "Tell her," Her voice was low with a crack in it.

"Tell her I'm sorry. Tell her I didn't want to lie to her...that there were many times when all I wanted was to tell her the truth" Eliana's Nana said but I struggled to lift her up in my arms.

"You'll tell her yourself" I disagreed. Her hands gripped with the last of her strengths into my shoulders and I carried her up the stairs, out of the basement and into the passenger's seat of the car. I walked around to enter the other side and I didn't waste a second starting the car.

"Here!" With one hand around the steering wheel, I handed Abigail a piece of clothing. "It shou