Hunter and Mari Jensen had been out for dinner when Reed had been trying to reach them, enjoying a rare date night out. When they got back to the car, Mari noticed the phone blinking in the center console. Picking it up, she looked at the missed calls from Reed and her heart immediately sank. Before she could get to the end of the messages, they were already heading to the airport as fast as they could.
The flight to New York City had been hellish, the cab ride to the hospital moreso. Both parents were in a panic, tears flowing freely as they hurried through the hospital doors, not sure what would await them. After talking the nurse at the front desk, they met with a doctor who brought them up to speed on the situation before leading them down to Ciaran's room.
Upon seeing her youngest son bandaged and pale, lying hooked up to monitors, Mari could only sob brokenly.
"What the hell happened, Reed?? What were you doing??" Hunter snapped, moving past his wife to take Ciaran's hand. "What the fuck was more important than him??"