[b]Eva & Tony - Eva's Hospital Room[/b]

Eva arrived at the hospital via the cop car, and Frank went inside and told them he had a gunshot victim in his car. Rolling out a bed they got Eva onto it, familiar faces with deep look of concern fawning over her and asking if she was alright. [b]”Just an idiot with a gun on my street. Don’t ask,”[/b] she mumbled.

After her wound was taken care of, the puncture determined to be clean with no remaining bullet, she was cleaned and stitched up. After a few minutes, she demanded to be taken out of surgery and to her own room where she could be visited. She knew Tony was probably already there. She let one of her friends, a fellow nurse know, to update her room number right away so he could find out from the front desk before she was left alone, pain no longer throbbing thanks to some meds she was given to dull it. She laid back on the sinking pillow and closed her eyes, red hair framing her head. 

Piercing down the hall, three men in leather rushed through the entrance. Personnel was on high alert as they watched the rough riders enter their facility. First one to the front desk was Tony, elbows quickly praised on the countertop. “Eva Hardin, what room?” he asked the lady quietly sitting in her rolling chair. In response, she stood up with a smile. “Are you here to see a patient?” she asked him, as though she hadn’t heard what he had just asked. “Yes, Eva Hardin!” Tony urged her, his brow rising in dispute. “What room?” he asked again. 

“Are you a family membe-”

“Lady, I don’t have time for this” Tony interrupted. “What room is she in?” he asked yet again, the girl before him gulping. He understood it was her job, but he didn’t care. “I suggest you tell em’ what he wants to know sweetheart, he’s on edge today. Meds didn’t do their thang” Charles joked. “She’s ummm…...Room 103” the girl said, knowing she’d just broke protocol. And with that, Tony rushed to where the room would be. “Thanks” Charles smiled, tapping the countertop with his left hand and following Tony alongside Harry. 

Once reaching the room, Tony burst in without any further interruptions. He ran to Eva’s side quickly with relief, seeing she was fine. He leaned towards her and planted a kiss on her without any hesitation. And as he pulled back, he took a hold of her hand and kissed the top of it too. “I’m so glad you’re okay” he started, his breathing a little hurried. His heart was pounding fiercely as his nerves started to calm themselves. But then his eyes started to wonder a little. “I got him E. I got him” he whispered. 

Eva was relaxing on the bed, as much as she could relax in that stupid hospital gown, when she heard a loud click. She tilted her head up just in time to see the blur of her fiance coming at her and kissing her. She kissed him back eagerly, smiling warmly when he kissed her hand. She left her injured leg laying flat but bent her other leg and used her hand to push herself sitting up. She could see the fear in his eyes, something she hadn’t honestly seen before that she could remember, and it did break her heart a little.

When he said ‘I got him’ she frowned, not understanding at first. Then it clicked he must mean the druggie. He killed him? [b]”Thank God. He was psychotic. I don’t think he would have stopped coming for me if something didn’t happen,”[/b] she said, eyes looking scared as fresh memories of the brute coming at her played through her mind. She squeezed his hand, the corners of her lips tugging up slightly. She studied his face, and couldn’t imagine if she’d never been able to see it again. If that stupid man had killed her and she’d never gotten to be married to Tony. She tilted her chin up and kissed Tony once more, lingering and slow, thankful to be able to do so.

The response he got from her was not the one he had in mind. He had just killed someone and for some reason - despite the events that occurred that day - Eva was alright with it. Tony decided not to show the concern for it, instead, he continued to wonder. In his mind, he questioned if she was changing, if she was starting to become apart of this club’s lifestyle. From the day he met her, he knew it’d be inevitable, but he didn’t want it to happen. She had so much going for her, her career, her house. She had a future outside the club, one Tony never had the chance of living. But anyhow, that conversation - if it ever arose - would be for another time. 

So when she leaned for a kiss, Tony gave it to her. Her lips were tender, smooth and warm. It had this sense of home. Which is true, because they may have this animate house, these four walls they live in and call home, but if she wasn’t in it - then it would be nothing but a place. Eva [i]was[/i] Tony’s home. 

Tony then sat down on her bedside. The hospital bed wasn’t comfortable, but he wanted to be with her - next to her. He stared at hand for a while, then turned to look into her eyes as he leaned back. He ran his free hand through her hair, fingers swaying and playing. “The day I met you I knew” he started, smiling. “You were this…..” he continued, searching for the right words. “I knew you were my way out. When you showed up at that bar, I knew it was a sign. Like….Like another chance to do this differently, better. You taught me so much Eva. Taught me restraint. Calmness, how to smile, when to smile” he laughed. “And….I honestly don’t know where I would be if you hadn’t showed up that night” he said, his eyes now buried in hers. “If anything were to happen to you……..If...I promise. I promise that nothing like this will happen again. I will not let anybody hurt you. Nobody. Not Maria, not Isabel, not ANYBODY. I know that I’ve made mistakes, club matters getting in our way. But, I just want you to know that I’m still here. I’m changing for the better, not the worse. Were going to get this guy’s boss. Were taking their whole organization down for good. But after that…..” Tony stated, turning towards the closed door - Harry and Isabel looking through the small window. “I’m getting out. I’m leaving the club. Today I learned that…..You, my fiance, soon to be wife, is more important than this patch on my back. I haven’t told anyone, but I’ve been pushing away slowly. The club isn’t changing, and I don’t want to be apart of it anymore if [i]this[/i] is what it brings. I love you E” he finished, kissing her on the forehead. 

Eva moved a bit when Tony got onto the bed, smiling happily that he would get close to her. She rested against his body, a contented exhale leaving her nose as she was finally able to relax. As she did, she realized her muscles were sore. Apparently, the stress she’d been through today had caused her to stay tensed up and now that she felt she could let it go, as she never felt safer than when she was next to him, her body ached a bit. She just cuddled close to him though and looked up at his face. As he spoke, the more he spoke, the more her eyes sparkled and her white, straight smile widened. She didn’t know if she’d ever felt more in love with him. Until he said they were going to get the guy’s boss though. Then she got a confused expression on her face, blinking a few times. She swallowed and looked down briefly before looking back up at him, a smile once more appearing when he said the words she’d been expecting, that he was leaving the club.

[b]”That’s all I’ve ever wanted for you,”[/b] she whispered, moving her arms around his neck and hugging him. [b]”All I’ve ever wanted for us… I… Your aunt stayed after you left and she made it clear I didn’t belong in this… club family. And I know I’ve never fit in with anyone but you. But I never [i]wanted[/i] to be Isabel. I just want us to be happy. Start a family away from all this so don’t worry whether or not you’re coming home at night,”[/b] she said quietly, moving to let go of his neck and look up in his eyes.

[b]”But… please. Please don’t go after these people… You already have done enough. The man after me was always by himself… and when he was at my house he said his boss was going to kill him, that all his stuff had been burned to the ground… I don’t think his employers want anything to do with him. If you go after them it’ll just start a gang war, Tony. It’ll just make things worse. Please. Don’t do this. Just be satisfied with the vengeance you have now, and satisfied with me,”[/b] she said, looking sad as she thought about how Tony might change if he went on a killing spree. That wasn’t Tony. That wasn’t the man laying next to her.

Tony’s smile faded as she started to become concerned about the next step. But despite that worry, it was not only settled in Tony’s individual desire to take them down, but in a club decision. “Were taking them down E. Not only because of what happened to you, but because we have sworn to the people of Gastown to keep them safe. I know in the eyes of many were outlaws, some rough housed gang, but were more than that. They brought drugs into our town, Harry nor I will let that go by. Drugs killed my family. My parents are rotting in jail for it. I don’t want these drug addicts to bring that to anyone else in this town. I can’t” Tony said hesitantly. 

He understood she wasn’t nor would ever be contempt with the decision, but it was like that now. The club had been taking rash measures because it was growing old. It was losing it’s power in Crown City with all these other gangs arising from nowhere. New clients, new enemies. Soon enough, all of Crown would be in embers. But as long as Tony could do something about it, for the little time he had left to act, he would. 

“Don’t worry about me too much. I’m still here. I’ll always be here, I ain’t going anywhere. I still gotta get married to this foxy nurse I found at a bar after all” he joked, trying to lighten up the mood. “Were going to get out of here. Goodbye Crown City! Live a fairytale life. Haha.” 

Eva’s brow furrowed more and more as Tony spoke, arms crossing across her middle and a pout coming to her lips. A determined look was in her eyes. [b]”Then let’s get out of here now. Before you become a mass murderer,”[/b] she mumbled, huffing slightly.

“Hey!” he said fairly loudly as he placed his hand below her chin, pulling it upwards so her eyes locked onto his. “That’s not what I am” he assured her, that smile fading as his features became serious. “I don’t want to argue about this now E. You know I can’t leave yet. I know it may seem unjust what I’m doing. Unreasonable. But I don’t want to leave with doubt. This drug lord, Leo. He’s bad news for everyone. I still have to fix things with Maria, I have to tell Harry that I’m leaving. There’s so much on my plate. I just need you to back me on this. I can’t have you go against everything I’m doing, because it breaks me to see you this way. And you still have to heal, that bullet wound isn’t going away in a day or two.” 

He then turned his hand over and had it placed on her cheek. His thumb gentle pleased her cheekbone. “I’m gonna be okay. Were gonna be okay. Just one more job. One more, that’s it. You have my word” he smiled, once again leaning forward and reassuring her with a kiss. 

Eva just looked sad as Tony continued, looking in his eyes as he forced her to. She licked her lips a bit as he spoke, telling that he didn’t want her to say a word. He just wanted her to shut up and be fine with everything he wanted to do. And it wasn’t like she could stop him. She would be healing for a couple weeks. So she kissed him back half heartedly and nodded. [b]”Alright,”[/b] she lied softly, too tired to argue anyway. [i]I just don’t want to lose you.[/i] she thought to herself, trying to be happy that by the time she could walk fine again, they could be out of here, and never have to hear “Fallen Angels” again.