Chapter Six
"Good morning sunshine," I heard Jared whisper somewhere from my right.
I shot up. I was in my room, in my bed, laying next to Jared. Jared. I looked down at my left hand. Whew. It was just the engagement ring Jared got me. I let out a breath of relief.
"Bad dream?" He asked, kissing my forehead.
"You have no idea," I replied as I looked around the room. "I was getting married."
"Yeah I can see how that is such a horrible, gruesome dream," Jared said, sticking his tongue out at me.
"No. I wasn't getting married to you silly. I was getting married to...Kyle," I shook my head and made a face like I just ate something sour.
"Ha ha! Really? Now that is one bad dream," He got up and stretched his arms. He wasn't wearing a shirt so I got a nice, clear view of his sexy body. Just what I needed to see to help me forget about my terrible night.
"But that's not all," I say, suddenly remembering what else happened. "Wanda didn't know who I was. It was so freaky. It was like she didn't know even who she was..."
"Mel it was just a dream. Doc said she was going to be just fine."
"Yeah...so where's my puppy?" I squeaked like a little girl. I had so much on my mind yesterday that I totally forgot about the poor little guy.
"He's right here," He picked him up off a little bed on the floor. "He missed you yesterday. Told you she would be back." He kissed his head and set him on our bed.
"Aww, hey sweetie. Well aren't you just the cutest thing?" I had my high pitched voice on, but I didn't care, I was excited.
He came and laid on my lap, barely taking up any room.
"We really need to pick out a name for you. Why don't you see if your daddy has any ideas?"
"Oh no. Am I going to have to hear that voice every time you talk to him?" Jared said jokingly, joining us back on the bed.
"Yes. Yes you are," I replied, adding in my squeaky voice, "Isn't he snookums?"
I continued petting him. He looked like he hadn't slept in days. "Well you're just out like a light aren't you? Aren't you?" I tickled his belly.
"What about Buster?"
"Buster? Really? That's the best you can do? Come on Jared. Does he look like a Buster to you?"
"What does a Buster even look like?" He leaned on his elbows.
"Just come up with something better!" I screamed.
"Okay. Okay. Sorry. No need to throw a fit," Jared pet the puppy. "Mommy is a little stressed out, don't you think?"
"I am not," I eyed him, but secretly I knew this was true.
"Okay, what about Kellan?"
"Kellan? Kellan...Kell-an," I tested it out. "I like it! What do you think? You wanna be called Kellan?"
The puppy barked.
"I think he likes it too!" Jared said excitedly.
"Awww. Kellan. Our baby Kellan. What an adorable name, Jared!"
"Heh. Thanks, I try." I pushed him playfully. "Well I think that's enough play time for now. Let's get ready for the day."
Jared sat on the floor to do his morning sit ups. "One, two, three, four." He loves working out to keep his six pack.
"Yeah, I suppose your right," I said, kissing Kellan one last time. I got out of bed and grabbed some clean clothes. "I'm gonna go get dressed. I'll be back in a minute kay? Remember to watch him, and give him some food too. He looks hungry."
"Nine, ten, alright babe, twelve," His breath got heavier with each count, "thirteen, fourteen."
I started to walk to the washroom, whistling to myself along the way, adding a little hip shake every few steps. I was almost there when I heard Jeb talking to someone.
"Not anyone?" Jeb asked? He sounded shocked.
"Nope." A deep voice answered.
"What about Jamie? Ian?"
"Not even Ian."
Now normally I would just walk right on by, Jeb usually had boring conversations. But this one, this one sounded everything except boring.
"Well Doc," Jeb said slowly. Doc? Now I had to know what they were talking about. "What can we do?"
I tiptoed closer to the door, positioning myself out of site, but so that I could still hear.
"That's the thing. There really isn't anything you can do. I mean we can expose her to everything she loved or liked doing. That is about all that can or will help," I heard sorrow in his voice.
"So it's all just gone? Wiped clean?" Jeb sounded concerned.
"I'm afraid so."
What was going on? What were they talking about? Something got wiped clean? But what would that have to do with Jamie and Ian? And why was Doc sad, it's not like he is a maid or something...
"Hunny! Hunny she's crying again and I can't get her to stop!" Sharon came running down the hall.
I saw her and pretended to have just reached the door, coming from the other direction. She didn't even bother to look at me, she just ran straight into the room.
Sharon was out of breath when she said, "She's doing it again. Isn't there something you can give her to remember again? Geez it's like having a two year old or something."
"Can you just go watch her for a little bit longer. Please? I will be in there in a minute." He touched her arm. "Thank you."
I peeped around the open door. "What's going on?" I asked with an innocent voice, as though I didn't hear the first part of their conversation.
"Mel. I'm glad you are awake," Doc came over and put his hand on my shoulder. Oh no..
"Is Wanda okay? Is she hurt? Oh I knew I shouldn't have left her alone last night!" Tears wanted to come out like a waterfall, but I stayed strong and kept them in.
"Mel, she's...not hurt. But there is something we need to discuss. Would you have a seat?" He gestured to the bed. Oh, so this is what the inside of Doc and Sharon's room looks like.
I sat down on the edge of the bed, my legs shaking.
"You were with Wanda yesterday when she...fainted. Correct?" He was talking to me as if I was his daughter. It was meant to help soothe me, but it only made me more nervous.
"Yes.."
"Could you explain to us what happened?"
I folded my arms across my chest. "Well I was just talking to her about something that happened on the last raid. Then Ian came in the room, angry about something. He started yelling and I guess he scared her because she fainted." They didn't need to know the whole story.
"What was he yelling about?" Jeb asked, taking a step closer to me.
"Is that really important? What's going on?" I asked again, changing the subject. I was still mad at Ian, but I wasn't going to go around gossiping.
"Well no, I suppose it's not. But Mel, Wanda isn't...herself today," Doc sighed. I could tell something didn't go as planned.
"I thought you said she was going to be just fine!" I was upset now. If they weren't going to tell me what was wrong I was going to find out for myself. I got up off the bed and left the room, starting to jog once I was in the hallway. No one tried to stop me so I ran faster.
I reached Wanda's room in about 2 minutes flat. I am in pretty good shape so the run did not ware me out. I walked into the room to see Wanda sitting in the corner, Sharon kneeling down a few feet away.
"Oh look Wanda, it's Mel. She came to say 'hi'," Sharon said with a huge, probably fake, smile on her face.
"Hey Wanda. How are you feeling? Doc and Jeb sounded like something was wrong?" I said, taking a few steps closer. I stopped when I saw her eyes.
They were red and puffy as though she had been crying for hours. But that's not what got my attention.
Wanda's eyes were wide.
Wide with fear.
(A/N: I hope you guys are liking the story as much as I like writing it! =).
(Oh and I hope I didn't confuse you too much with Mel's dream hehe.)
