Matched

"Let him do his job?" Tyrel hisseed. "If he was doing his job he'd be out looking for our daughter not planning hwere to hide us!"

"Please." Katy begged. He crossed his arms and slowly sat back on the bed pain searing through his shoulder.

"Whatever." He growled closing his eyes and laying down.

Katy felt what he was feeling maybe even ten times worse. She wished she had stayed in the bedroom with their baby. It was impossible, no matter what she wished it was too late now.

"Thank you." she whispered. She had no idea how long it would take for his shoulder to heal. His face twisted in agony. "Do you want me to get a nurse?" she asked.

"It might help." he said, grinding his teeth.

Before Katy could get up, Eric came in.

"Your new identities have been filled out." he said looking at both of them.

"THanks, now please get a damn nurse." Tyrel growled as everything started to go black.

"Ones coming." Katy said.

"Good." He gave into the blackness his head hurting.

Katy just watched him, hoping the pain would fade with the medication.

"How long does he have to be here?" she asked the nurse when she came in.

Then another two nurses followed.

"He's very cute." One cooed.

Katy felt herself grind her teeth. "How long?" she asked, even with blood all over him, women flocked all over him, it was making Katy mad.

"We'll be able to release him soon, but he'll be on heavy pain medication." the nurse said.

"Great." Katy managed.

The nurse touched the blade of his shoulder.

DON'T YOU FREAKN TOUCH HIM! Katy wanted to scream. She wouldn't lose him, just like she refused to lose her daughter. She wanted her daughter in her arms, THEIR daughter.

The nurse gave Katy a smile and left.

The next day Tyrel woke up to his head pounding. He looked around. He was in a room that he'd never seen before. A young nurse walked around checking the monitors that were next to him.

"Where am I?" He asked. "Where is Katy?"

"Your wife is in the kitchen, your in a safe house. They moved you last night." The nurse said. "I'm supposed to tell Katy when you woke up. Give me a sec." She slipped out of the room then Katy showed up.

"How are you feeling?" Katy asked.

"Like I got shot." He sighed. "So they got any leads on Amanda?"

Katy looked down, and shook her head. Trying to breathe in but it seemed impossible. She sucked small breaths in at a time to keep from suffucating.

"And my name isn't Katy anymore. It's Jocelyn," she shrugged. "Hell of a name right?"

**I'll let you pick his name**

*ok*

"Yup, just the right name for you." He teased. "What's mine?"

"Your Colton." She replied.

"Yuck." He twisted up his nose. "It works though."

Katy stood at the door, placing her hip against the framing. "Since your wound is healing nicely the nurse is going to go home. Eric is going to be watching after us." she stuck her hands in her pockets.

Tyrel stayed silent.

"He's going to be the one picking up the medication..."

Still nothing.

"Are you at least going to look at me?" Katy whispered.

Tyrel glanced over at Katy. "Sorry, I really don't care. I just want to find our daughter. To hold her, to have her wake us up in the middle of the night." He replied as he carefully sat up.


**UGH**

Katy understood his pain,maybe even had more than she did.

"I'm really sorry." she said. "I should have listened to you, I should have stayed with her. But if I had, they would have done more damage than just shoot you in the shoulder and crack one of my ribs. They would have killed you... who knows what they would have done to me. And now they have her... At least we're alive to try to find her." Katy sat down next to him, making sure she didn't hurt him or herself, she kissed his lips.

Tyrel was surprised when she kissed him. "We will find her." He said firmly smiling at her a little. "I know for sure we are goign to find her. No matter waht." He touched her cheek gently with his fingers and then closed his eyes. "Help me up?"

"You need to stay still til your all the way better."

"No, I need to get up or I'm going to go insane." He replied trying to move his feet off the bed.

Katy rolled her eyes and helped him up by his good arm.

"Stubborn ass." she muttered. "Once you see how small this place is your going to wish you stayed in bed."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah." he said tugging on a strand of her hair.

Little Nurse Betty was sitting at the table, she was really young. Figures. Katy heard someone outside of the door. She saw Eric come in.

"Did you get me some?" she asked walking over to him.

"Yes, but the chief isn't going to be too happy."

"Screw him. He doesn't have to know." as she pulled out a pack of cigarettes and found a lighter in the drawer. "I haven't had one of these damn cancer sticks in three years."

***Who wanted the cigerette. I'ma make it Katy.***

Tyrel frowned. "No." He grabbed the pack and shoved them back at Eric. "Just cause life gets tough doen'st mean you go and poisin yourself." He frowned as his shoulder started to hurt.


*ugh, gotta go walk the dog*

**It was for Katy**

"A pack of cigarettes, won't kill me, Tyrel." Katy felt her rib start to throb.

"Colton." Eric corrected. "You two better get use to calling each other by those names. I'm serious."

"Fine, Colton." she stared at Tyrel. "Don't worry about it. I asked Eric to get me a pack he argued but he got them, I'm not going to let them go to waste." she rolled her eyes. She took the cigarette and lit it. She walked into the kitchen to smoke it.

Tyrel growled. "Seriously, Jay, put that up!" He stormed into the kitchen snagging it from her.

"Give it back!" She hissed. He looked at the cigerette in his hand, took a drag, then handed it back and walked away.

*ugh*