| |
|
Hunter grinned. "I wanna do rodeo!!" he squealed, Nate walked over to the both of them and chuckled. |
|
|
| |
|
|
| |
|
Nate chuckled, "We'll keep practicing then," |
|
|
| |
|
"Maybe he'll beat you..." She teased Nate, smirking at him |
|  |
|
| |
|
|
| |
|
Dakota thought about kissing Nate, but suddenly felt dizzy and off-balanca. "Nate...." She breathed. And everything went black |
| |
|
| |
|
"Dakota!" He caught her and Hunter before they hit the ground. He set Hunter on the ground, "whats wrong with Mommy?" Hunter asked. "Hunter, go get Daddys phone," Nate told Hunter, and Hunter nodded, running to get his phone and brought it back with him. Nate took his phone and dialed 911. |
|
|
| |
|
Dakota's mind was a dark, cold ocean she was drowning in. She couldn't move couldn't barely breathe, her pulse was weak, and she was slipping |
| |
|
| |
|
"No, no, no, stay with me..." he murmured to her. Soon the ambulance arrived, loading her up. Nate couldn't go with her because of Hunter, but he quickly packed a bag up and drove to the hospital. |
|
|
| |
|
Dakota was rushed into emergency surgery, internal bleeding and an unknown amount of time before she'd wake up being the worst things happening at the moment |
| |
|
Afternoon Showers, Sleet Possible
