When my eyes slowly opened, I asked myself, am I in heaven? The lights were so bright, I thought it was believable, but as I turned my head, I spotted Patch with his face in his hands. "Patch?" I whispered softly. Patch's head shot up and he looked at me with relief. "Nora." Patch then got up from his chair and walked over to me and took my cold hands in his, and gave my hands a squeeze. Patch then leaned over to give my head a kiss, and I closed my eyes.
"Are you okay?" Patch asked me quietly. I quickly reopened my eyes to Patch placing his hand on my cheek. "Besides feeling like I was kicked in the gut, I'm fine." I whispered; my voice was shacky and tired. Patch then leaned over and kissed my lips tenderly, as my hands explored through his dark hair. I would have continued to kiss Patch, but my wound gave a slight tug of disapproval, and I winced as I laid back down. Patch smoothed my hair behind my ear, and turned slightly to go sit back down.
"No," I was about to object, but Patch cut me off. "I'm only going to sit down, and you need your rest." I looked at Patch skeptically. I guess Patch caught on to my expression, because he spoke soon after. "I'll still be here when you wake up." Patch explained, but I sighed with disappointment. "No, I want you really here, with me." I patted the other side of the hospital bed. Soon, Patch gave into my request, and walked over to my bed, and laid himself down beside me. Once he laid down, I wrapped my arms around him, and laid my head down on his chest as Patch smoothed my hair with his gentle hands. With my guardian angel lying next to me,I not only felt protected but loved. I soon drifted off to sleep with Patch's arms around me.
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