All Chapters of Loving The Broken: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

DanMichael my nephew whimpers in his mother's arms. "He's perfect Sis," I tell her as I watch her console the fussy baby. "How are you feeling? Mom told me you had complications.""That's putting it mildly." She giggles. "Other than feeling extremely sore I'm doing really well."

Damien"Dan, come on Man!" I holler at my best friend who is lying on the ground in a pool of his blood mixed with the guy who shot him. He closes his eyes and it looks like he is sleeping, I put my fingers up to his pulse and feel that he still has one. It's faint but he's still alive for now. I lift my head up and survey my surroundings. I'm going to need help since I'm not the medic that would be Lopez. I push the button on my earpiece and I hear nothing but static for a moment. When I know it's connected again I quietly tell my team I need Lopez.

         Emily "Dream the sweetest dream, swing from star to star; when you wake I will be here to hold you in my arms.  I sing to my baby as I rock him, and even my tone deaf voice knocks him out. A small smile appears on cute little mouth and I just stop and

Damien"I'll bet you twenty dollars you do can't do it, Emily?" I dare my girl to swing on the rope and jump in the lake. She places her hands on her hips and glares at me."Day, I'm going to double that, plus, you have to take me out for ice cream." I think about it for a moment because I will be shocked if Emily really goes through with the dare. It would make me happy to see her step

One month after Zeek's assault and two weeks after the mission in Iraq.EmilyMiss Eva, I can I get some more chocolate milk please?" Alex asks, he's seven and just adorable.

Present timeDamien

EmilyIt's kind of ironic when I think about the situation I'm finding myself in. Karma came a knocking and has literally  bitten me in the ass. I fled the room because I feel ashamed for not telling

DanHeartbreak and pain, disappointment and failure. Grief and despair, anger and sadness, Guilt and betrayal, isolated and lost. These are the feelings that consume me as I lay in this fucking bed; unable to move. I should be grateful to be alive but I wish I were dead. What kind of life am I going to be living when I have to depend on others to wipe my ass and get me dressed? What kind of life will this be for my parents? They should be enjoying this time in their lives? Or my brothers, the

DamienEmily and I didn't speak while she wheeled me back to my room. I was capable of walking but the nurse, I think her name is Brooklyn was worried I wouldn't be stable enough. She pleaded with her ocean blue doe eyes and I couldn't say no to her. I won't lie and say he isn't gorgeous and I wouldn't be a guy if I didn't feel some k

Emily"Day is mentally and physically exhausted so I wasn't surprised when he fell asleep, after he asked me to not leave him. I hadn't planned on going anywhere, even if he kicked my ass to the curb. I don't know what it is going to happen with us but first and foremost we need to be Michael's parents. I quietly try to wiggle my way of