G-Dragon's POV
The others were still looking at him as they pulled Nita out of the ambulance and into the hospital. Everyone following close behind. It had taken all of this for him to realize his feelings for her.
"You all will have to wait in the waiting area, she has to go into surgery to remove the blade," a nurse told them. They all walked to the waiting area and sat down for the wait.

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Minutes felt like hours. Jiyong was distracted when a little boy walked up to him.
"You're G-Dragon, right," the kid asked. Jiyong nodded with a half smile.
"Could you give this to Nita, when she wakes up," the kid asked, handing him a photo, "oh and Champ hasn't seen her in a long time, do you think it's okay if he stays with her," he asked.
The kid didn't look much older than four or five. There was a teenager with him, standing at a distance, just watching. Jiyong nodded thinking that both boys were fans of hers and took the offered photo, tucking it in his jacket pocket. He didn't care that his jacket was bloodstained when the nurse came to give it back to him, he had just slipped it on.
"I'll be sure she gets this," Jiyong said patting his breast pocket.
"And Champ," the little boy asked, offering the leash that was holding the dog.
"We'll have to check if Champ can stay with her or not," Youngbae replied taking the leash out of the boy's hand.
"Thank you, please be sure to give her the picture. That way she'll know we're here," said the little boy smiling and running off to the teenager.
The older boy smiled at the younger boy and took the little boy's hand. While glancing at the operation doors with worry. They were fans of hers. Jiyong looked at the doors too, wondering how she was doing in there.
"This isn't my first dislocated shoulder," he could hear voice again. She had acted like it wasn't a big deal, that it was just a dislocated shoulder. Jiyong couldn't help wondering how many times she had pretended to be alright, when she really wasn't? Was she implying that this wasn't the first time she had been stabbed? Maybe he was thinking to much into this? But she was a mob boss' daughter. There had to be a level of risk in having a status like that. He glanced at the doors again, what kind of life had she lived before she had met them?
Sanju's POV
News never takes long to travel, Sanju thought as he and Hulk jumped into the car.
"She's wasn't far off the mark," Hulk said, putting the petal to the metal.
"She never is," Sanju replied. Truth was Nita knew her mother like the back of her hand. She'd been right to run away without telling anyone. Look what had happened within a week of everyone finding out where she was.
"G-Dragon's not picking up his phone, neither are the others," Hulk said, setting his phone in the cup holder.
"They're probably with her," Sanju replied.
It didn't take long for them to get to the hospital.
"I want our men guarding the floor she's on, no questions asked," Sanju ordered. Making a beeline for the reception desk.
"I need to know where Nita Singh is," he asked the receptionist.
"Sixth floor, she's the one that came in with Big Bang," the receptionist said giggling.
"No, Big Bang came in with her," Sanju clarified. She was the one who was hurt, not the others. Not caring for the reaction he knew he was going to get, he turned towards the elevators and zigzagged his way through the people.
As he got into the elevator his phone started ringing and he noticed two boys. He immediately did a double take.
"Sanju Uncle," came the surprised voice.
"Sanju Uncle," came a much more excited response.
"Suraj, Chotu, what are you boys doing here," Sanju asked. Surprise didn't quite cover his feelings of see these two kids.
"We came to see Foi," Chotu replied excitedly, "but she got hurt instead, so we can't see her," his voice getting smaller as he said the last part.
"When did you boys get here," Sanju asked, pushing the button for the sixth floor.
"A couple of hours ago," Suraj replied. The teenager looked at Sanju with suspicious eyes.
"Stop looking at me like that," Sanju said.
"Why," Suraj asked a argumentative tone .
Sanju didn't have the patience at the moment to deal with him.
"We'll talk later, I'll answer your questions then. But right now, I need to know what's going with your Foi. So don't run off and just wait in the waiting room," Sanju said, his voice breaking no argument.
"Sanju Uncle, I'm hungry," Chotu said tugging on his shirt.
"Okay little guy, I'll make sure and get you something to eat okay," Sanju smiled at the little boy. He wasn't sure what was going on, but he was going to find out.
The elevator doors opened. "Come on you two," he said quickly walking out of the elevator and to the waiting area.
He was joined by Hulk and nodded towards the men that worked with him.
"It's all covered, only medical staff is allowed. I spoken with the head of the hospital here, it's all taken care of," Hulk answered.
"Good," Sanju responded. Hulk glanced at the boys following close behind Sanju.
"How did they get here," he whispered to Sanju. Sanju shrugged his shoulders.
"I'll have to find that out later," he said to Hulk, "But Chotu is hungry, you think you could take care of that for me," he asked Hulk. Hulk nodded and made his way to the boys.
Sanju decided he needed to talk to the guys.
"Hey, guys," he made his presence known. They all looked like zombies. They had little to no color in there face. Every one of them taking turns looking at the doors to the operating room.
"Can someone tell me what happened," he quietly asked, hoping one of them were conscious enough to respond.
"She was stabbed by the crazy fan, when her dress was ripped to shreds," Seungri answered in a monotone, "when we took her into the bathroom, she took off the jacket to make sure she wasn't hurt. Turned out she had been stabbed in the shoulder by a curved blade. The handle had some how broken off and you could only see the sliver part of the knife. She asked me for my belt and wrapped it over the part that was still out. She gagged herself with a towel and asked me to pull on the belt to force the blade into her shoulder. Afterwards, she started cleaning up the blood on her body, I helped clean the back. Once she had it cleaned and covered, she asked me to open the door," Seungri finished. By the time he was done, he had the attention of the others. Shock was the only expression on their faces.
Jiyong got up walked to Seungri, who stood when Jiyong came to him. The next thing Sanju knew, Jiyong was punching the living hell out of Seungri. Poor guy, it took four of them to pull Jiyong off of Seungri.
"You should've said something when we came in," Jiyong yelled. Sanju was glad he had Hulk clear the floor, otherwise this would have been the news of every front page the next day.
"You little fuck, you shouldn't have listened to her at all," it was becoming difficult holding Jiyong off.
"Your loyalty lies with us, more than her!! You shouldn't have kept your mouth shut," Youngbae and Daesung were helping with the holding off part now. But Sanju was at his wit's end, without a second thought, he turned Jiyong into a choke hold, cutting off his air supply.
"Look Jiyong-ah, I know you're worried about her. We all are, that includes Seungri. But it's not his fault that she asked him for help. What I need you to do is calm the fuck down," Sanju said calmly. "Now, I'm going to let you go, but if you start acting up again, I'll make sure to knock you out, so you don't cause any trouble. We good," he asked Jiyong. Jiyong managed a nod and Sanju released.
Jiyong immediately fell to his knees gasping for air. While Sanju made his way towards Seungri, "You need a cold pack for your whole face," he said, "I'll go get one."
Sanju couldn't help wondering what would happen when Jiyong found out the truth. If he was this protective of her now, what would happen when he found out about everything that's happened to her till now.
G-Dragon's POV
Gasping for air, Jiyong was panting on all fours in the waiting room. SJ wasn't wrong about calming the fuck down. His switched had flipped when Seungri had said he pulled the belt to force the blade into her shoulder. How much pain had this woman endured?
Gaining the air back, he got up and sat down in his chair, looking at the operating doors. The light above the door went off. He quickly got up, followed by the others. He waited by the doors for someone to come out. Instead their attention was taken by commotion coming from the elevators.
Jiyong walked to where he could see what was going on. Siwon was arguing with a guard. When did they get guards on the floor?
"Let him through, he's okay to be here," Jiyong yelled. The guard bowed his head and moved out of his way.
As Siwon made his way to them, the doctor and his staff started filing out of the operation room.
"How is she," Jiyong asked. He was worried, something might have gone wrong.
"She's stable," the doctor replied, "is her family here," he asked. Jiyong didn't like the look the doctor was giving off.
"Everyone here is her family," came Sanju's voice from the back, "go ahead, we all need to know. We'll be the ones looking after her."
"Please let's talk where everyone can have a seat," the doctor said walking past everyone to waiting room.
They all took a seat as the doctor rested his elbows on his knees and looked at everyone.
"The surgery went well, we were able to remove the blade," the doctor said, "but the blade was laced with a venom. I think it was some kind of scorpion venom. Because we didn't know about the venom, we had an issue with blood loss during the surgery. But she's doing fine now, because of the venom, there will scarring on the front of her shoulder," the doctor finished.
The blade had venom on it?
"I'm surprised she's didn't die. Not only had she lost a lot of blood, but the poison was also introduced to her system. Her recovery will take at least a month if not a month and a half. I've already told my nurse to schedule her necessary appointment during that time. It's important that she does not use that shoulder during this time," the doctor said.
"She will be able to use her shoulder again, right doctor," Siwon asked. He'd been quiet since he'd gotten here.
"We will have to see how recovery goes to be sure, but from the x-rays, the blade went under her shoulder blade and through the muscle. She might need some physical therapy, but she should be able to use her shoulder," the doctor answered.
Jiyong breathed a sigh of relief.
"We'll be moving her to a ward soon," the doctor said, slightly bowing and getting up.
They all bowed backed.
"That's good to hear," came Yang Sangnim's voice. Jiyong hadn't realized he was there. "I'm going to have to go back and to deal with the media, but call me when she wakes up, I need to talk to her," Sangnim said to SJ. SJ nodded his head. Jiyong was still out of it, but relieved too. She was alright. She wasn't dead.
As he leaned forward, something fell out of his jacket pocket. It was a picture. He unfolded it and was surprised to see the girl he had met in San Fran so many years ago. How did this get in his pocket, he wondered. And then remembered the little boy and the dog. How did he know the girl?
Jiyong looked around and noticed the animal sitting next to SJ. SJ was petting him and mumbling something to the animal. The dog kept looking at the operation doors too, with his sad watering puppy dog eyes. On the other side of SJ were the two boys he'd met earlier.
Just as he was about to get up and go to them. A nurse came to them. "Miss Singh has been shifted to Room 610, just down this hall," she said pointing to her right. Jiyong didn't waste any time making his way to where Nita was.

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