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Hollow.

My mind focusing on the faint beeping sound that continued chiming at certain spans, gradually becoming clearer with passing time, it was feeling like someone was weighing down my lids when I tried to open them, headache right along with the numb pain in my body.

Giving it some time I finally fluttered my eyes open slowly, blinding white lights forcing me to close them again and opening after letting them slowly adjust to it by blinking.

Everything was white, ceiling, walls, lights and even the curtains, my attempt to move became futile when I felt someone clutching my hand, honestly, I wasn't expecting someone to be here, after what I did, I wanted to be alone.

Diverting my gaze to the person the first thing I noticed was brunette hair on the hospital bed beside my waist, I could recognise him anywhere, my movements must have woke him up when he stirred in his sleep and confusedly raised his head, his green eyes meeting mine brown ones and I knew I was growing to cry if he doesn't get out now.

I was afraid to know anything, I didn't want to know whatever happened after I lost consciousness.

He was sitting upright in alert as soon as he saw me awake, his eyes shining with worry, I knew he knew everything now, I wasn't dumb but I still couldn't bring myself to say anything.

"Are you alright? Does it hurt somewhere? God, you scared me to death, wait, Let me go fetch the doctor for you," he was blabbering out in panic, already standing up from his chair to bring the doctor but I stopped him from him doing so, not letting go of his hand that was previously clutching mine.

He frowned confusedly, his uncertain gaze settled on me and he silently sat back in his chair, his fingers deliberately moving the hair strand away from my face like in fear that I might withdraw from him but I just couldn't control myself anymore, slowly getting into a sitting position, I clutched my face in my hands, sobbing out loud, for myself, for my baby, for Shana, my sobs echoing through the room and my body shaking in dismay. I felt him encircling my trembling body in his embrace, my face buried in his chest as I clamped his shirt tightly between my fingers to have any type of comfort at the moment, even if it was from him, it was fine.

My tears were soaking his white shirt but his grip didn't loosen on me, his comforting words weren't registering in my head, all I could think about was the possible loss of my innocent baby, and sure danger I pushed Shana into, what kind of friend was I? What kind of sister does this? Xavier was right, it's all my fault, I deserve everything that's happening but not my baby, he didn't deserve any of this.

"T-There wa-was b-blood, blood eve-everywhere," I wailed onto his chest, my words were total shit, they were jumbled up and I was crying out loud.

"Hey....it's alright, you're alright," he whispered back soothingly but I shook my head, detaching myself from his embrace and looking straight into his eyes while he stared down at me.

"I killed him! I killed my child!" I yelled at him, my head throbbing with excruciating pain surging through it, while my chest pained all of a sudden making me gasp.

He was about to say something but I didn't give him the chance, crying out helplessly, "I'm responsible for Shana's kidnapping! he'll kill her because of me! I'm responsible for everything that happened! I shouldn't have forced her to go to the interview in the first place! I wouldn't have pushed her to the monsters she fought for years, my baby wouldn't have died Aiden!!" I could still hear Xavier's painful words stinging like spikes into my heart.

"Baby's fine Diya, nothing happened to him, Xavier is looking for Shana, he'll find her, everything is going to be alright," I didn't catch on his word at first but when I did I looked up at him, a faint sad smile crowning his lips and I felt my heartbeat skip.

"W-What?" I asked again. Just to hear him say what I thought I heard.

"Baby is fine, you both are fine,"

"B-But there was so much blood,"

"Yes, you lost blood, lots of it but he was strong in there-" he said softly placing his hand on my stomach and I let him in trance, "-you were out whole day because of blood loss."

He explained and I hesitantly placed my hands on my stomach over his, feeling that hollow feeling slowly filling, my lips moving to form words on their own.

"My baby's alright?"

"Yes our baby's alright," I ignored his emphasis on the words our, caressing my stomach as I felt a fresh set of tears brimming in my eyes, I failed to complete my promise of keeping both of them safe, I almost lost my baby and I lost Shana.

I don't know how long I cried but Aiden never let go of me from his embrace, sitting beside me with his hands tracing circles on my back while I did nothing to stop my tears soaking his white shirt, it was probably hours after when I did stop crying, Mrs Yen entered the room with a nurse along her side, smiling cheekily when she noticed Aiden sitting beside me.

I thanked God when she only winked at me and didn't comment about him or anything related to him.

"I told you to be careful while travelling, the first trimester is a crucial period, you're lucky that baby was strong in there," well...she did slip another significant truth without realising, I could clearly see Aiden's face twisting into a confused one, questions ready on the tip of his tongue but he dropped the curiosity to ask her anything.

Nodding my head at her and ignoring Aiden's heated frown inferred towards me I continued focusing and listening to her advice and diet she was putting me on for increasing the blood scope in my body.

"About your nausea, is it still extreme?"

"It's okay?" I replied confusedly, I mean sometimes I feel like throwing up all day and then the next moment I don't feel anything at all, and now I don't feel anything at all, and I was sure it has nothing to do with me being empty stomach.

"Look dear, your nausea is a bodily reaction of the stress you're enduring, you need to surround yourself with people or things that make you happy, try not to look for impetuses that provoke your nausea," she explained and I attentively listened to her, trying to keep my emotions back when I suddenly remembered about Shana.

"So? Is there anything else we need to worry about?" Before I could ask the same question Aiden beat me to it, his serious gaze settled on Mrs yen.

"Not that I know of if you take care of her properly, gentlemen," Mrs Yen was a small 5 foot 3 Asian woman but with the intensity she was glaring at Aiden, even he seemed slightly discomforted when she accused him of not caring about me, I felt nothing, he deserves this, my baby doesn't.

She turned to me and after placing my reports down on the bedside table, "Well, you will be discharged tomorrow, I will give you a visit every week to check you up, and that's all for now, take care Diya," she smiled, nodding in Aiden's direction and swiftly leaving us alone.

Without giving him any mind I picked up my phone which was laid on the bedside table, calling Cameron to let them know I was awake since Aiden wasn't looking in the mood of leaving anytime soon to tell anyone, Cameron sounded relieved upon hearing my voice and in rush over the phone to comply with my orders that I was giving him.

Aiden was glaring at me when I was on the phone, hanging the call I adjusted my attention on him, his face showing all the thoughts going through his mind and I knew thousands of questions were in queue that soon was going to leave his lips to attack me like hoards. Well, I wasn't in the mood to answer straight when my best friend was kidnapped and that too none other than the most wanted underground criminal. Just the thought want me to cry all over again but I controlled, spacing myself the heartbreak and stress.

"You're pregnant," his voice reached me and I gave him a 'no shit Sherlock' look which only seemed to make him even furious, he was leaning all the back in his chair, his legs wide open while his hands were gripping the armrest hard, upper buttons of his shirt were open giving a delicious look of his smooth chest and his hair was a mess but he still managed to look hot and handsome and those thick thighs, how I want them choking me to d-STOP!

"It's mine." He claimed, no question mark, no doubt, no nothing and this made me furious, wow! Not two days ago I was a whore who slept with men to climb up in the business world and now suddenly I became pregnant with his child.

"It's no-" I started through my clenched teeth only to come to an abrupt halt when he didn't let me finish, standing unexpectedly from his seat and looming over me, I disdainedly stared back at him to see his green eyes glistening with hurt and anger, his hands resting on either side of me on the bed while his hot breath flowed on my face, just mere centimetres away.

"Don't. You. dare." He spitted out each word specifically, provoking my anger to rise as well, after all, he did to me he won't get to tell me what I do and what I don't.

"It's not yours!!" I yelled at him, doing the exact opposite of what he wanted me to, his eyes turning blood red from anger, his hands fisted the blanket to control his anger.

"Baby's six weeks," his breathy voice reaching me, and I glared at him as a lone tear spilt down my cheek, of course, he remembers the day he f*cked me raw after the club night, the slight tinges of triumph in his eyes were enough to let me know that he recall every single detail. Nodding my head at him I snarled, my emotions took the best of me.

"What would you do?! This is my baby! And I will decide who get to be the father!! You can go and f*ck yourself!!" his lips twitch in irritation as he grasped my face in his hand gently, but his eyes were telling a different story, the grip was soft only because of my condition.

"This is our child and you're mine and I'm yours." He completed kissing me harshly, his tongue swirling over my lower lip gaining a shudder of relief and pleasure out of me but I didn't want to give in to pleasure if it was about the future of my baby.

I pushed him back and he separated from me on his own, his eyes showing pure lust in them and me? Well, I was holding onto everything left of my sanity to not jump on him when my hormones were going crazy.

"I'll never allow you near us, we'll leave," he smirked at my words like finding them amusing.

"And how are you planning to do so?" He asked, tracing his finger down my cheek and I visibly readjusted myself on the bed before growling at him.

"You can't do shit to have my baby,"

His smirk didn't falter when he answered assertively, his lips touching mine, igniting a fire in my body, "our baby. And try me."

Before I could retort he settled another kiss, this one was gentle, more passionate, more loving, his hands on my cheek feather-light, he was holding me so delicately like he was afraid of breaking me. I couldn't help but reciprocate when his touch felt so right yet so wrong, I never forgot about Shana and I felt a tear slip from my eyes to between our lips, but he didn't mind enough I break the kiss for it.

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We were sitting at a decent distance, glaring at each other, I may or may not have slapped the shit out of him in panic, he was looking like he was imagining murdering me in the worst way possible and I was more focused on his green eyes that were specifically giving me the 'look' over and over again.

Our staring conflict was broke off when Cameron entered with lots and lots of food bags in his hand, grinning my way, I gave him a small smile, my eyes wandering to the takeaways in his hands, my mood was shitty since Xavier declined my calls so I eventually decided against to adding to his problems and rest for a while after detaching Aiden from me, of course.

Before I could ask anything about Shana Cameron enveloped me in a tight hug, his body warmth seething into me through the thin sundress I had changed into from the hospital gown, his hand tightening around my shoulders causing me to bury myself into his chest. I sighed knowing this was good.

"You scared the f*ck out of me!" He scolded me, his hand caressing my head in comfort and placing a little kiss over my forehead as well before we were disturbed by someone clearing his voice to grab our attention.

Aiden was glaring at us, more specifically at Cameron who inturn seemed unaware of his heated gaze, his hands were still around my shoulder and we both expectantly started at Aiden to continue what he wanted to say, I was so unbothered by Cameron's arm around my shoulder that I didn't even notice it but Aiden's gaze was stuck there.

"I'm glad you came Mr Collins," Cameron acknowledged him with a small smile and the latter smiled mockingly back, smoothly answering.

"Who else would have come for my child? Of course, I was going to show up, but I would've appreciated it if she has told me before rather you yelling over the phone, that my child who preferably didn't even exist until yesterday for me was supposedly dying when I was taking a f*cking shower," he blurted out in anger while Cameron couldn't have been given anymore blunt reaction when he unaffectedly turned to me and starting opening the food for me.

"Here's your favourite soya chap with mixed veg and naan, later you can have vanilla ice cream if you want, Mrs Yen said that you can eat these," I couldn't help tears that were threatening to spill out, biting my lower lips to control the urge to let out a sob I looked up at him after noticing the food.

"I can't eat Cameron, how could I?" I asked brokenly, peering at him in helplessness and question, there was a look of pity on his face when he leaned to my level, softly whispering for only two of us to hear.

"You have to. You won't be able to help anyone if you faint again, at least not for yourself then do it for your baby and Shana," His hushed voice a little concerning, but he had a point don't let him place the plate in my lap, silently gazing at the food and feeling nothing other than sickness settling in my stomach, reminding myself that I was really needed I started eating.

My lips were trembling and I was doing my best to stop them from shivering but to no avail, tears continued trailing down my cheeks silently, Cameron wiped my tears with permanent worry etched to his face and I let him, his face directly in front of me as he blocked my the sight of my teary face from Aiden, confidently whispering.

"The Diya I know will never show her weakness to anyone nor will she allow someone to treat her like a pushover, if you're going to be sitting here like this then I assure you Xavier will toss you away without any second thought and you won't get any chance to help Shana at all," he ranted, his voice so low that only two of us could hear it, I sucked a deep breath, looking at him under my brimming lashes, my head bobbing in agreement and I softly wiped my eyes.

Before I could thank him he was pulled away from me harshly, flinching as Aiden yanked him back from his collar, his hands firmly gripping Cameron's shirt, the vein in his forehead was popping out due to anger while he taunted Cameron. "You have some audacity to get this close to her in front of me." His cold voice was enough to send chills down someone's spine but knowing Cameron.

"kurva bunkó, (f*cking jerk)" he muttered something into Hungarian, yanking himself out of his grip, both of them glaring at each other, eyes blazing with resentment.

Their glaring contest was interrupted by my phone blaring, ignoring the two testosterone factories I picked my phone from the bedside table.

If I could become even paler in my situation I definitely did, feeling the blood draining out of my face, Noah was calling, how was I supposed to answer? I couldn't talk to him when I maybe the one because of which he will lose his sister.

Inhaling heavily I received the call before I change my mind, his deep voice reaching me from the other side in desperation and I knew that whatever happened here was already out and there.

"Noah?" I breathed into the phone, my voice breaking and coming out more airy than I assumed.

"Mr Kumar is here with his deputies, he forced me to call you, you're on speaker and why the hell is Shana not picking up her calls?" There was an irritating edge to his voice, his words only perked my anxiety, Cameron beside me stiffened.

There was rummaging commotion on another side before a much more stern voice came through, the one that makes you piss your pants just as a syllable reach you.

"Where is Ms Rajput?" He demanded and I felt obliged to answer from his tone.

"A-Arcadius," I let put the single word and it was enough to let the man sputter put trails after trails of profanities.

"What the f*ck do you mean Arcadius?!" Noah snarled over the phone, and I pulled it away from my ear, visibly gulping and answering in a low tone.

"H-He kidnapped h-her," no answer. it was still for a while before Mr Kumar ordered.

"This call never happened, go back to what you were doing, we'll handle this shit," and just like that the line went dead, I called the same number hastily in hope of explaining or comforting Noah but it was already non-existent.

Go back to what we were doing? You mean helplessly wait for Arcadius to kill Shana.

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"Eleven lethal kills, eleven. In a small alley, none of them survived and it just so happened to be near your company Mr King, isn't this a hell of a coincidence," Detective Conan tauntings irked me to the core, Doyle on his seat was scowling at the Fed agent with all the hatred he could muster.

"Shut the f*ck up Conan!" Doyle huffed irritatedly at Conan, who was much amused by his antagonist getting sensitive because of him.

"Detective Conan, we called you here to talk about more pressing issue," I let out, my stern voice wiping his taunting expression and Doyle continued glaring at him from his spot, encircled by heavy and most advanced tech that I provided him with, he was my secret Ace and both I and Conan knew this after all Conan did ditch him to die so he can be in the position he was now, Director of FBI.