Chapter 40

*Lucys pov*

I got hungry so I went to The Sugar Hut which is the bakery that is located down the street from where we live. I didn't get Laxus anything and got myself some Malasadas. He might be mad at me since I didn't tell him where I was going but eh, right now I could care less. I take it to go and don't stay to enjoy my donuts and start walking back to the hospital. I almost dropped my donut from bumping into someone. "Watch where you're going, you almost made me drop my donut. '' I tell them huffing. "That's not very nice sweetheart" a shiver goes down my spine when I see who it is.

I try to side step him and continue on my way but he grabs my arm that I recently injured and I let out a yelp, yanking it back to me. I glare at him as he wraps his arm around my waist since he just received a phone call and didn't want me running away. "What do you mean they're gone!" he booms into the phone to whichever poor soul is on the receiving end of it. I jumped in alarm with the tone of voice that he used. When he hangs up the phone he bends down to my level which means that I can smell his bad breath in my face and says "I have to go now sweetheart but I will be back.

He squeezes my butt and then lets go of me. He sends me a wink before walking away. I feel so violated I run the rest of the distance back to the hospital and cover that distance very quickly. I need to tell Laxus who this guy is since he's back in town and doesn't seem to be leaving anytime soon. I burst through the main doors and people search me and start asking questions if I'm alright. I just brush them all off and try to locate Laxus who I spot in the corner of the waiting room with his head in his hands.

I approach him gently and sit down beside him. When Laxus lifts his head I can see that he looks like a mess, his eyes are bloodshot and his hair is disheveled. He looks like he hasn't taken a shower in forever. "Baby, lets go get you cleaned up" I say as I rub his back. He doesn't fight me as I ease him out of the chair. This is not like him at all. I look into his stormy grey eyes and they seem dull and not as bright as they used to be. I drive back to his place in complete silence and once I get us both freshened up we go back to the hospital.

A doctor greets us at the door "Mr. and Mrs. Dreyar?" She questions and I take a look at her nametag and it says Dr. Altman. I open my mouth to protest but Laxus beats me to it "yes?" He doesn't seem to object that everyone thinks that we're married, typical. "Can you two follow me so I can update you on what we have been doing and how she is?" We both nod our heads in agreement and walk hand in hand down a hallway into what looks like an office. It might be her office considering there are family photos with her in it.

We settle into the chairs across from her as she takes a seat in a comfy looking office chair. She pulls out a file and asks us some medical questions about her history and confirms them while writing down notes in the file. I start to get impatient since I just want to know how my mother is doing and not be doing all of this stuff. I glance at the clock and realize that 30 minutes have passed and she hasn't even told me how she is. I stand up and Laxus looks at me almost pleadingly to not do this. I shake my head since I know exactly what he means.

"Look if you wont tell me how my mother is doing then I have better things to do then just sitting here while you grill me on questions about her like some kind of investigator" I let out with my chest heaving from my rant as I let it all out. She smiles at me softly, her wrinkles showing when her cheeks meet her eyes causing her to squint a little bit. I am so confused about why she is smiling at me right now considering that I just got done yelling at her. "I'm sorry" I quickly apologize and sit down and hang my head in shame. "You have nothing to be sorry for dear, I am sorry that you felt that way with my questioning" she replies.

Laxus put my hand in his and draws soothing circles around the palm of my hand since he knows that it calms me down. I do relax a little bit and prepare for whatever news I am about to be met with. The doctor sighs and from her tone of voice now it doesn't sound good "this is the conversation that I was trying to avoid". From that alone I can tell that this isn't going to be good news. I brace myself for whatever I might hear and clutch his hand in mine with a death grip.