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"Fiona?" He managed to get out as she blinked and looked around. "What happened? What did they do to you? I swear im gonna-"

"Adam…My head hurts. Can you-" before she could finish, he grabbed the water and Tylenol and handed them to her. She was surprised by the sudden service, but not all that much; it was Adam. "Thanks." She swallowed.

"So…Milk did this to you huh?" Adam chuckled. She tried to laugh, but as the first giggle came out, she realized how much her side hurt. She rubbed her hand gently over the purple bruise and gasped as she saw it. Adam got up, more like jumped up, and ran out the door. The sound of running water could be heard coming from the other room, and as it stopped, the sound of a cabinet closing and opening signaled through her ears. Adam held the cold, wet rag to her side as she squeezed her hands and closed her eyes from the pain emitted through the slight touch. Adam seemed hesitant as he pulled away.

"Are," Adam swallowed, "Are you ok? Do you need something?"

"No. im fine. Can you lie down? You seem so exasperated."

"Oh, I am."

"Oh Brother. What happened at-" she was cut off by a noise in the kitchen, a subtle

Stumbling noise. She looked at a totally calm Adam. She frowned. "What was that?"

"Your brother? Declan? A.K.A your twin?" He furrowed his brows.

"oh. Yeah. Why is he here? Shouldn't he be back in New York by now?"

"Lets get you updated to said current events." He winked as he nodded.

AN: SHORT CHAPTAH, I KNOW. I GTG TO BOXING!