81 A one woman army

A surge of relief coursed through Sienna the moment she saw those green eyes. 

"Trust you to joke even when you're injured," Sienna stroked Ashton's cheek, "Here, sit up and drink some water."

Damon locked gazes with his son and Ashton nodded, a silent assurance that was all Damon needed. 

In response, Damon's quick nod seemed curt. But Emmaline noticed the way tension left his shoulders and his jaw relaxed. 

Ashton obediently sat up, sipped some water and then patted his mother's hand, "I'm fine, mom."

"You got shot," Sienna's voice was quiet and she gently held his hand, as if afraid he would disappear. 

"Nothing too serious," Ashton grinned up at her, "What's more serious is Donovan and his antics."

"He and Fiona are in police custody right now," Sienna stated firmly, "There's no way they can escape being charged for kidnapping, assault and we'll also push for attempted murder."