I don't know how long I fell asleep for, but as I awoke I felt like I was floating. A voice behind me says "Take your time, you are safe". I realize that Kiera is sitting behind me with her legs in the tub. She had kept me propped up so that my head would not sink under the water. I woke up with the strangest sensation running through my body. The weightlessness was the best feeling as there was almost no pressure and tenseness on my body. All weight was lifted from my body for that brief respite. My bruised body was not aching, but I knew the pain would not be gone for long.

As I awoken Kiera slid her feet out of the tub and stepped around the tub to look at me face to face. She says, "You must have been through hell, you passed out again and have been soaking in the tub for the past hour." She then leans over and says "Let me help you out of there, I don't think you have the strength to do it yourself after the spill you took earlier."

I try to help by putting my hands on both edges of the tub to prop myself up, but my arms scream in such agony and I cry from the pain and shock that I am in. She looks assuredly at me and says "Let me do this for you." I give her a faint smile and listen to her and watch her body movements. Much in the same way she expertly positioned me into the tub, she is now removing me. She again scoops her hands underneath my arms and wraps them under my breasts and locks her fingers. She says "This probably going to hurt" and she hoists me up and I scream out in agony. The process continues again as she slides her hand down first my left thigh lifts my leg out and does the same for my right leg.

Being removed from my watery womb is a terrible experience. The sensation is like that of needles being pushed into every part of my body. I will myself to not pass out from the pain. After I scream out in pain so loudly Kiera sits me down on the edge of the tub. She reaches over and grabs one of the red towels and wraps it around my dripping wet body. After she tucks the towel in on itself, she wraps her arms around me and whispers in my ear "That it will be better" and holds me for a few moments. After a few minutes, I raise my head and tell her "I think I would like to try and get up."

Kiera then sits next to me on the edge of the tub and helps me up to my feet with her arm under my right arm. She guides me back out to the hallway and back to the bed that I was sleeping in. She gently sits me on the edge of the bed. She says she can bring me some food to eat and I tell her I would like to try and eat at a table. She gives me an understanding glance and says "In that case I should help you get some clothes on." She goes over to the wooden chair in the corner of the room and retrieves the pile of clothes. She says "I picked these out and hopefully they will fit."

As I looked over her amazing physique and her face that looks so eerily similar to my own, I can agree with her assumption . She is wearing a long grey t-shirt that is now damp from picking me up and moving my broken body from the tub to the bed.

Before I can say a word she grabs the towel from the corner and undoes the towel. She takes the towel and gently wipes my legs and arms with the towel. She has my white panties in her hands that look as though they have been laundered. She lift one leg and slips in though one side and then the other. She slides the panties to just over my knees and stops and tells me "To sit there for just a moment more" she looks at the sports bra and pushes it aside and says "You are in too much pain for this". She then picks up a large navy blue t-shirt. She shakes the shirt out and rolls it up. I painfully raise my arms and she guides the shirt over my arms and pulls it slowly down over my head, then my breasts, till the excess fabric is resting on lap.

She says "It is time to get you up and head to the kitchen". Kiera helps lift me up off the bed and she steps behind me grabs the right and left sides of the my panties and guides them up my thighs and up and under the t-shirt. She then puts her left arm under my right arm and guides me to the doorway. We enter the hallway and she says that the kitchen is at the end of the hallway. So I take all the help she offers as we make our way to the kitchen. I try my best to hold back the agony I feel as we make it to the kitchen. She guides me to a large glass table by what appears to be a sliding glass picture window. She sits me down in a seat that looks out the window yet I can also see her enter into the kitchen. She starts talking to me and says that the lake out the window was where I must have came from since I was damp and wet when she found me.

I ask her "How long have I been sleeping?" and Kiera says "You have been sleeping for over two days. With the pain you are in today, I am amazed that you woke up so early."

"Where are we? What year is it?"

Kiera says "I'm not really sure where we are, but from my best recollection it is now 2085. I was living a normal life in the city, and one day I was abducted in the street. They took me somewhere and questioned me. When they finished they must have drugged me and I woke up here"

I say "Then you traveled here by a sphere." and Kiera looks at me quizzically and nods no.

She asks me what a 'sphere' is, and I say "That may be complicated to explain." Kiera says "We probably have some time."

Kiera exits the kitchen with a large bowl of soup and a plate of homemade bread. I pick up a spoon and carefully try and feed myself the soup. Kiera sits down across from me with her own soup and listens as I recount the story of the time-traveling sphere and how I arrived here.

After my story she looks at me, and asks is it not 2085, and I tell her I do not know anymore.

As I finish the soup, she looks at me and says would you like some more, and she has to say no more as the expression on my face gives way to the content of being taken care of for the first time in long while.

When she comes back with refilled soup bowl, she sits back down and starts to recount some of what has transpired since she has arrived here.