Authors note: I know I haven't named this story yet… but umm… hopefully I'll figure one out… If you have any suggestions it would be appreciated!
Chapter 2
Her eyes fluttered open, all she could hear was the muffled sound of a low beeping every three seconds. Her eyes scanned the room, and she recognized it as her own, newly decorated by hospital machines, and new gadgets. Tubes and wires stuck out of her, the IV dripped continuously and her mouth was dry.
All she could remember was the flaming heat she felt as she grabbed her father out of the car and fell back. The way her ears rang from the huge explosion and the heat that engulfed her and her father. Rachel remembered how she heard the muffled cries of Simon calling her name. She smiled at the thought of Simon, where was Simon anyway? She asked herself as she looked up at the clock; it was about time for her piano lessons. And then it hit her, what Simon had said the day of the explosion. "I was sent here to kill your father. It was my job… You were my job."
She could feel her eyes welling with tears her heart ached in pain. Every time he had held her, every time she felt his lips upon hers wasn't right, it was because Simon was using her to get to her father.
Then the nurse entered the room, her face plastered with a smile. "You're finally up!" She said excitedly. "Yeah, how long have I been sleeping?" Rachel croaked her voice raspy. "It's been two years since the accident, Rachel you've been in a coma for two years." The nurse quickly replied, as she placed the chart she had been holding back at the end of the bed. A manly figure appeared at the doorway as the nurse shuffled out of the door. They nodded at one another in greeting and Robert walked into his daughter's room. As he headed towards her bedside his smile never faded, his eyes never looked away from her face, still his eyes welled with tears threatening to fall. Rachel smiled up at her father as he bent down to embrace her in a hug, "Rachel you don't know how scared I was, you don't know how close I was to losing you." He whispered into her dark brown hair. "I've missed you Rachel." "Daddy, your alive." Rachel whispered back returning his embrace. "Of course Rachel you saved me, I love you." "I love you too daddy." Were the last words to that conversation, as they sat there in embrace, father and daughter.
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"Max I think you should look at this," Logan had said just as Max came into view. Max walked towards Logan, whom was sitting in front of his computer. He dragged the mouse down to the file clicked on it twice, maximizing the file on to the computer. It was from a newspaper the title stated 'Rachel Berrisford awakened from her coma after two years'. Max smiled, as she remembered back to seeing Alec at Rachel's bedside. "Alec really loves Rachel," Max had told Logan, as she read the contents of the article. "Do you think he knows?"
TBC…
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