Chapter 3 I am your Grandson's Father

We got to the basement after I hung up with Chris when he told the department that we was heading to the basement. Well more of I lost signal. Ethan looked up at me, "I am hungry." I nodded at him when I lifted up the headphones and whispered into his ear, "I know buddy. Once we get out of here. I will take you out for some ice cream."

Derek from accounting walked up to me, "Fuck man. All the exits are blocked." I grunted, "Any way of getting out of here?" He shook his head as he sighed as he looked up at Ethan, "Sorry man. I didn't know you had a kid." I placed my hand through my hair, "Yeah, kind of a surprise for me, too." He lifted his eyebrow as I sighed and leaned towards him, "I will explain when we get out of here. Just don't be telling everyone. Not yet."

He nodded as the building shook again. Fuck. I wish we had away to contact someone. Derek looked at me, "Your phone. I will run up where we can get signal." I nodded, "Last number is Chris. He keeping the fire department updated." He nodded as he grabbed my phone and ran to the door.

I walked around to make sure everyone was okay when a woman screamed, "Henry, Oh god." I ran over to her as a man is holding his chest. Fuck. He could be having a heart attack. I looked at the woman, "Here. Hold him. Don't let him out of your sight." Ethan gripped around my neck as I sighed.

I pulled the headphones down so he could hear me, "I need to help this man. Grace is a friend of mine. You will be safe with her." He looked over to Grace then back to me then held his arms out to her. God this kid is smart.

I bent down, "Henry, what is going on?" He breathed heavy, "I can't breathe." I sighed, "Have you ever had a panic attack before." He shook his head, "Okay try to breath in and out slowly." I placed my hand on his shoulders as he started to breathe very slowly.

After a couple minutes he nodded his head, "I feeling better." I nodded as I felt his pulse which is racing like the rest of us, "Keep breathing slowly. Hopefully, we can get out of here soon."

Derek walked back as he yelled, "Okay everyone get over the east side of the building, the fire department is going to get us out of here." I grabbed Ethan from Grace as she smirked, "Sweet boy." I smiled at her as Derek ran up to me, "Headphones on his ears?" I nodded as I lifted my eyebrow at him, "Chris just told me that they took Mariah to the hospital. He said that you would want to know that."

My eyes widened, "Why?" He sighted, "She freaked out then fainted. Her blood pressure was way to high, so they took her in to get it under control." I sighed as I held my little buddy closer to my chest when we heard the fire department bang their was through the wall.

Twenty minutes later, the fire department came through the wall letting everyone out. I squint my eyes as I went into the sun and the cold breeze made my skin raise that the winter months are about to hit us. We are two weeks from Thanksgiving.

Chris ran up to me as the EMT checked Ethan, "I got a car ready when he finished getting checked out." I nodded as I questioned, "Any word on Mariah?" He sighed as his hands went through his hair, "I talked the doctor treating her, he said she is okay physical but freaking out about Ethan. They are letting her know that he got out and will be there soon."

I nodded as the EMT looked at me, "Are you a relative?" I nodded, "I am the boy's father." Chris lifted his eyebrow as the EMT nodded, "He is okay but some smoke in the lungs so we are going to take him into the hospital to clear out his lungs and he will need to stay overnight." I nodded as EMT told me as I can ride with him. Chris is going to meet me at the hospital.

I stood in the doorway of Ethan's room as I heard Mariah's voice from down the hallway, "I want to see my son." I ran to her to let her know that he is okay. I understand that she wants to see him, but she needs to be okay first.

Couple of the nurses tried to hold her down as she fought them off, but her blood pressure was rising as I looked at the monitors. I stepped into the room, "Mariah." She looked up at me as her beautiful eyes widened, "You." Her eyes went to the back of her head as she fainted again, and her monitors went off.

The doctor walked me out, "She will be okay. Her stress is to high that it is raising her blood pressure. We are going to give her something to keep her calm." I nodded as I looked down the hall, "Is there anyway that we can place her with her son." He nodded, "I will see what I can do."

Two hours of getting her blood pressure under control they moved Ethan and Mariah to a private room that I am paying for. She recognized me so that is either a good sign or a bad one.

I sat in the chair in between the two beds with my long legs spread out. My muscles twitched from all the events from today. She is sleeping soundly and so is Ethan, but I couldn't fall asleep.

I tilted my head back as my phone went off, "What did you find?" Justin cleared his throat, "Single mom, no dad on record, her father is a complete asshole. Been arrested about a dozen times for drugs and assault." I lifted up, "the assault. On who?" He sighed, "Where are you?" I looked around the room, "Mariah and her son is in the hospital there was a fire in the kitchen of the building I owe."

Justin let out a deep breath, "You are with them?" I chuckled, "I helped her son get out." He groaned, "Mariah made reports of abuse then took them back. I spoke with Devin Stone in the police department and said that the kid was safe from the abuse at this moment, but Mariah was not. He has been helping her find a new place, so she doesn't lose her son."

I groaned, "What is his name? I want to make sure he can't get in here." He sighed, "Robert Hunter." After hanging up, I gave the hospital a no contact for Robert Hunter and isn't to be allowed into the room before I finally closed my eyes and fell asleep in the chair.

Fucking uncomfortable where I am fucking tall as hell and my muscles was too big for the wood to handle. I ended up pulling the chair over to Mariah's bed as I laid my head down next to her hand with my head on my arms.

I woke up to a man screaming in the hallway that he wanted to see Mariah Hunter and that he threatening to call the police. Who the hell does this guy think he is? I clenched my fingers into my palm when I raised from my slumber. I stretched my back as I was knotted up. Awe. Mariah is a massage therapist. Oh, this could be very beneficial when I come home from business trips. Just whip out the massage table and she can massage those knots away. I am practical drooling over the thought. Not in a sexual way either.

The man snapped me out of my thoughts when he yelled, "Who the fuck is Mr. Grant?" I walked out into the hallway as I made my way down the nursing station when I see security trying to pull the old man away.

I stood in front of him as I could smell the smell of cigarettes and whiskey. He looked up at me, "Who the fuck are you?" I bent down as the security team held their hands on him as he lifted his eyes to me, "I am Mr. Grant. The one that ordered them to keep you out of Mariah's room." He snorted, "And what right do you have to keep me from my daughter and grandson." I leaned closer to him as I whispered into his ear, "I am your grandson's father."

He laughed hard, "Good. You take them. They been nothing but trouble." I lifted from him as my finger tapped on my chin where my scuff has been growing, "You know what. That is a good idea. They will move in with me once they are release." I bent down to him, "You will never need to worry about them or place your hands-on Mariah ever again."