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"Ryan Brennan!" Ryan's eyes snapped open at the sound of his name being called. He looked over towards the door and saw Elaina standing there, hands crossed over her chest. She looked angry, to say the least.
"Hey," Ryan said, a little worried at the look Elaina was giving him, "what bring you here?"
Elaina stormed into the room and stood over her boyfriend, "Why in the hell did you not tell me that you were hurt?" She was yelling at him loudly, "Do you have any idea how it feels to be listening to the news and hearing that a flight from Cheyenne to Washington DC went down; especially when the love of your life is on that very flight!?"
Ryan got a mischievous look on his face, "the love of your life?" he asked, feigning a hurt expression, "and who might that be?"
Elaina was not amused by his attempted jokes. "Ryan," she said quietly, the fear evident in her voice, "this is not funny. You could have been killed."
Ryan grabbed her hand and squeezed it reassuringly, "I'm fine. You don't have to worry about me."
Elaina gripped his hand tightly, the tears coming to her eyes. "How bad was it?" she asked quietly.
"I don't remember much about the accident itself," Ryan said quietly. "All I remember is-"
Elaina cut him off. "You know what," she said quickly, "I really don't want to know what happened. It will only make me feel worse." She leaned into him and gently kissed him on the lips. "You're alive, that's all I care about right now."
Ryan pulled her back down for another kiss. After a few moments, Ryan pulled back and said to her, "I broke my femur."
Fear flashed through Elaina's eyes. "No!" she yelped.
"It's not that bad, baby," he reassured her, "I'll be fine in no time."
Elaina shook her head, and Ryan noticed the tears that were now freely falling from her face. "How can you say it's no big deal," she asked, "my brother died because of a broken femur!"
Ryan winced. How could he forget! Elaina's brother, Devin, was 21 when he went out on a hunting trip. To make a long story short, he fell out of his deer stand, and broke his femur. He was alone, and he was found three days later, bled to death. "Elaina," Ryan said softly, "It was not his broken femur that killed him, it was the fact that nobody was with him. He did not die from the break itself, he died from the loss of blood."
"I know," Elaina said between sobs, "but it brings back terrible memories."
"I know," Ryan said quietly, "but I will be ok. I'm in the hospital; I have people to take care of me."
"Just a lot of bad memories," she muttered softly to herself again.
Ryan gripped her hand again, and gave her a reassuring smile. Elaina buried her head into his chest and began to sob. "It's ok baby, I'm ok."
After a few hard moments, Elaina pulled away from Ryan. "You're going to be ok," she told herself.
"I'm going to be ok," Ryan repeated. "I would never leave you alone. I love you way too much for that."
Elaina smiled at those words. "I love you too."
The two of them looked intently into each others eyes for a long while.
"Everything is going to be ok."
I know this is very very very short. This chapter came to me during a nap. It's not really important to this story, but I think it might have a big impact in the prequel. I had to write it, because once I get an idea, it does not leave my head. I promise I will write a longer chapter (or two separate shorter chapters) tomorrow to make up for it (three day weekend! I'll actually have the time; maybe!). The story about the guy bleeding to death from a broken femur is actually true! Our anatomy teacher told us that he knew someone that that happened to; and that story would also not leave my mind. I think that Elaina is going to have a much bigger role in this story than in Returning Home. Remember to let me know if you have any suggestions for this story. Also review, please!
