Fabian's POV:
"What are you laughing at, Fabian?" Nina asked, looking slightly indignant.
"Your expression. God, Nina, I am so sorry for what she did to you. I hate seeing you in the hospital like this." I said.
"Fabian, stop beating yourself up. It's not your fault." Nina whispered, her eyes full of worry.
"I'm sorry, Nina. I just wish I could've protected you." I said.
"I know, Fabian. But it's alright. I'll be fine." Nina replied.
"I know, Nina." I said.
"Maybe I should've just let Joy have you…" Nina whispered.
"No, Nina. I don't love Joy, I love you." I replied, taking her hand in mine.
"I love you too, Fabian." Nina said, her eyes starting to drift closed.
"I guess it's time to take a nap, then?" I quietly said. Nina nodded, her eyes closing fully. I pressed my lips against her forehead, and settled in to wait for something to happen. I must have fallen asleep as well, because the next thing I remember is seeing Nina and Nathalia talking to two police officers.
"Thank you for your statement, Ms. Martin. We'll let you know when we have some news." One of the officers said. Nina nodded, and then looked over at her sister.
"Thank you, officers." Nathalia said. The officers left, and then Nina looked over at me.
"Have a nice nap, Fabian?" Nina said, smiling.
"Yeah. Did you tell the police everything?" I asked.
"I did. How do you feel, Fabian?" Nina inquired.
"Nina, I think that I should be asking you how you feel, not the other way around. How are you?" I said.
"Just a little sore, Fabian. And tired. The doctor gave me something to help with the pain, and it's made me a bit drowsy." Nina replied.
"Maybe you should take a nap, then?" I asked.
"I think I will. Stay with me?" Nina whispered.
"Always." I replied, taking her hand in mine.