~LAYLA~
The amount of relief that flooded my bloodstream made me hold on to something for support. "I'm on my way," I choked out.
I hung up and looked at Tye. "Axel?"
"He's awake," I said, a sob breaking through the steel armour I'd been wearing for twenty-four hours. "Tye, he's awake."
Tye actually smiled a real, relieved smile that transformed his scarred face. "Then let's go get the boss."
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The drive back to the hospital felt like it took three seconds and a hundred years all at once.
Tye handed Helena off to a tactical team in a black SUV halfway there, and then we tore through traffic, ignoring speed limits and red lights.
When we hit the hospital floor, I didn't wait for Tye. I ran towards the elevator, frantically pushing the buttons.
As I burst through the ICU doors, the nurses didn't stop me this time; they probably saw the desperation in my eyes and stepped aside.
