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and he couldn’t see anything wrong with her. It was like nothing had changed from the moment he last saw her.
    Taking one of her hands inside his, he looked down to see the bruising of her nails. She’d dug them into her fist hard enough to leave bruises. What the fuck? Prue wasn’t like this. None of this made sense to him, not the panic attacks or the bruises on her hands. Something had to have happened to scare her.
    “What happened to you?” he asked, trying to figure everything out.
    “She’s not going to wake up for some time,” the doctor said. “We had to sedate her, but she will be okay.”
    “I’m not leaving.”
    “I insist you leave.”
    “No, the last time I left she had a panic attack. I’m not leaving her side, and you’re not going to make me.” He glared at the doctor ready to commit murder if they didn’t listen to him. A couple of hours he was gone and something had happened. There was no way he was leaving her now. Prue needed him.
    The doctor stared at him for several minutes and then left. Grabbing the chair in the far corner Zero dragged it toward the bed.
    “Hey, Prue. I’m here. Nothing is going to happen to you.” He kept talking to her, holding her hand tightly.
    He’d failed her again. Something wasn’t right. Prue never panicked. Even when her parents died, she hadn’t panicked.
    “The Skulls know everything. They’re going to help us, baby.” Cutting off his speech, he tried to fight back the sudden need to cry.
    Fuck, he wasn’t a pussy, and he refused to cry. Prue and his club needed him strong. Breaking down and crying wasn’t going to solve any of the problems he now had.
    Sitting back in his chair he thought about Trevor. Since they were little they had taken care of Prue. Where his parents didn’t give a fuck about him, Prue and Trevor’s parents had been the opposite. The fatal shooting that had taken their lives had hit the brother and sister hard. Zero had been there to help them both heal. At the time Prue had been a mere fifteen years old. A teenager, dealing with all kinds of shit, then her parents’ death on top of that, and she’d survived it all. Trevor didn’t want to send her to care, but he also didn’t have the first clue how to look after or protect her.
    Rubbing at his temples, Zero remembered so many fond memories with all of them. Three weeks after their parents’ funeral Trevor had been drunk out of his face and Prue was having nightmares. Zero’s parents didn’t give a fuck about him, and being over eighteen he didn’t need to stay with them. Most of his time was spent at Trevor’s, where he could take care of the two people who meant the world to him.
    When his sporadic visits no longer helped, Zero started staying at their house all the time to give them much needed support when he could. Prue had been so scared, screaming in her sleep. Zero recalled walking into her bedroom, wrapping his arms around her. She jerked awake fighting him. Throughout the fight he held onto her, calming her down.
    “I hate them, Lucas. I hate them for leaving me.” She cried, holding onto him as she sobbed her heart out.
    “I know, honey. I know. We’re going to be here for you.”
    “I’m scared.”
    “There’s no need to be scared. I’m here, and while I’m here Trevor will never do anything stupid. Your brother loves you.”
    At the time he’d kissed her head and stayed with her, falling asleep with his arms wrapped around her. In the morning, he’d been gone before she could wake up. For several months after the funeral he ended up spending a lot of time in her bed until the nightmares stopped.
    Zero also recalled missing the feel of her as she slept when it stopped. He’d cut that yearning shit out. Fifteen year old Prue was not ever going to be in his fantasies. But staring at her now, he couldn’t deny the beauty she’d turned into.
    She was always so smart, beautiful, and had a fun wit about her. Growing up Prue had been a bit of