Chapter 7

The next few minutes were a blur. Tony’s shout over the phone makes me jump and drop the phone at the same time as Senna moans. Tristan snatches the phone from my hand and starts growling something through the phone but all I can focus on is my little girl moaning in pain.

“Senna, baby you, OK?” I ask but the only response is moaning

“Palace Hospital”, Tristan growls before I feel the warmth of Tristan beside me.

“Hey, baby girl.” Tristan’s husky voice sounds beside me.

“Mmoomy” Senna moans as she continues to moan and wither in pain.

I spent what feels like a lifetime trying to calm Senna down, telling her that she was fine and that the pain will ease and that she was going to be fine, but she couldn’t hear me. My heart breaks with every tear that leaks from the corner of her eyes or each sound that she makes.

“There is a call that the patient is awake?” Doctor Mikaelson says as he walks into the room.

“Yeah, she is awake and hurting make her not hurt” Tristan barks as he continues to sweep the hair off of Senna’s forehead.

“When, did she wake?” The doctor asks as he rushes to the bedside and checks Senna’s surgical sight.

“It looks fine, she is running a slight temp, and she shouldn’t be experiencing this amount of pain as the pain meds are still in affect”

“Well, she is in pain. A lot of pain. Make my baby’s pain stop” I sob as Senna continues to moan and wither in pain.

Within seconds of my outburst, medical personnel come flying into the room, there are calls and stats being called out. The white noise inside my head continues to muffle the calls from the doctors and makes it hard for me to focus on what is going on. I am firmly pulled away from Senna and I watch horrified as they move Senna out of the room and the calls continue but the warm muscled arms wrapped around me refuse to let me collapse or move in any way.

“Shhh, sweetheart she is fine, she is going to be fine sweetheart”, Tristan murmurs in my ear as he continues to hold onto me like my life depends on it and it does, as my life just got wheeled out of this room.

I don’t hear Tony busting into the room, I don’t here the questions being asked of me nor do I hear the shouted questions Tony is yelling asking about where Senna is. I continue to watch the door waiting for Senna to return but with each second that the doctor and Senna don’t come back through the door everything gets just a little bit darker.

Through a daze I hear voices in the hall, and I manage to get my legs over the side of the bed and place them on the floor, the shock of the cold brings me to my senses briefly before worry and despair takes over and I manage to stumble out of the room and towards the operating room where Senna was last. As I stumble through the door its like everything is replaying in slow motion, I watch as the Surgeon holds up a scalpel and cuts back into my daughter everything starts to fade to black as the floor rushes up to meet me.

“Where is Senna?” Tony yells at Tristan as he looks around the room like he is going to spot her at any second.

“There was something that they found in her stomach, they operated straight away. She made it through surgery fine but upon waking up she was moaning in pain, and they have rushed her out of here again” Tristan replies giving Tony a hard look. The whimpering coming from Alba makes Tristan’s eyes stray to her constantly to make sure that she is ok.

Tony relentlessly continues to ask questions and demand answers, answers that Tristan didn’t have. Tony continues to shout and carrying on, as Tony takes a breath from his rant the squeak of the room door sounds in the other wise quite room.

Tristan turns his head looking for the noise and notices Alba missing. Not wasting time Tristan rushes through the door and catches the back of Alba turning the corner just down the hall.

“Alba, just wait” Tristan calls as he hurries down the hall to catch up to her. Just as Tristan reaches the corner of the hallway Tristan watches as Alba hurries into the room just at the end of the hall marked surgery.

Tristan races towards Alba and the door and pushes it open just as he sees Alba eyes roll back into her head and her legs give out. Tony lets out a shout as Tristan dives to catch Alba before hitting the ground.

“Oh my god! out baby girl” Tony says with a slightly cracking voice.

Tristan looks up and sees what Tony is staring at and visibly shakes himself and backs out of the room carrying Alba.

“Tony, out now!” Tristan calls back to Tony.

“C…coming” Tony strutters.

“Is she ok? Here put her here and we will give her a quick check” A nurse says as they come through the door.

“I think it is just shock” Tristan mutters as he places Alba down on the bed carefully. The doctors check her over and wheel her back to the room. Once Alba is settled back into her bed and hooked up to the monitors Tristan and Tony take a seat on either side of the bed and watch and wait for Alba to wake up.

“What did the doctor say?” Tony asks as he continues to hold Alba’s hand.

“ That there was a small squishy toy that apparently Senna swallowed but Alba said that she wouldn’t have done that” Tristan mutters as he too holds Alba’s other hand.

“Senna is really smart and too smart for her age. There is no way that she would swallow a toy.” Tony growls

“Well there is something going on there” Tristan mutters as he continues to watch Alba breathe.

“Your not wrong, Senna hates the place more than any child that hates daycare. The teachers are mean to her and there are normally several complaints about Senna daily” Tony says with a little chuckle.

“Tristan?” The nurse says from the room entrance.

“Mm yes” Tristan responds as he looks towards the door.

“The surgeon has just finished, and the doctor is coming in to talk to Tony as Alba is still asleep.” The nurse says as the doctor clears his throat behind the nurse.

“Tony, I am Doctor Mikaelson, and we operated on Senna. We believe we have all the toy and the complications sorted. She will be in hospital for the next three weeks at least and will not be able to return to daycare for the next two months minimum”, The doctor says as he looks at his chart and back to Tony.

“Senna will be happy with that. I guess we may have to shut the dinner down as Alba is going to need help looking after Senna” Tony muses as he looks back at the Alba.

“I will have qualified people in tomorrow morning, for you to train to help replace Alba while she is out looking after Senna. Also, we as in the Rhodes will be stepping in to help take care of Senna and Alba from here on out” Tristan says with his deep husky voice.

“What if Alba doesn’t want that” Tony growls.

“Alba and Senna are mine” Tristan growls back.