I awoke with a start. I shot up out of my bed or at least tried to. I couldn't seem to move. Strange…
I take a look at my surroundings and find that I don't know where I am. I see that I hooked up to a heart monitor and an IV so that has to mean that I got to the hospital somehow. The last thing that I remember is Paul lifting me from the ground. I push the nurse call button and wait.
Still waiting, I look around the room again and find cot next to my bed. It's empty but looks slept in. Charlie must have been here overnight. That means that I have been out of service for quite a while now. The nurse finally comes in and the first thing that I see is that she has russet skin and it's a familiar face. That can only mean that Paul brought me to the clinic in La Push.
"Looks like someone finally decided to wake up."
"Hey Sue. What's the verdict and when can I get out of here?"
"You have a broken arm and a broken ankle. The bone went through the skin so you have stitches there also. You have a minor concussion with cuts, scraps and bruises all over your body. The casts will come off in 6-8 weeks. You can go home tomorrow seeing as you have been here for a day and a half already."
"Has Charlie been sleeping here since arrived? Is he at the station?"
"Charlie has been here but he hasn't been sleeping here. Paul has been sleeping and staying here since he brought you in. It's strange that as soon as you wake up he is nowhere to be found. He looked anxious for you to wake up."
My heart starts to jump at that statement.
"Thank you for the info. I really wanna get out of here. Can you please call Charlie for me and tell him the good news?"
"Of course, sweetie. I'll have you outta here and in your own bed in no time at all. You get some rest while take care of it."
I find that, after she suggested that I get some rest, I am very exhausted and start to close my eyes and that is when I hear the door to my room whoosh open. I don't hear any other noise but I do feel someone's eyes boring into me. I shoot my eyelids open and there looking like a deer in the headlights is Paul. My Paul.
I open my mouth to say something to him but he speaks before I can.
"I just came to see if you were still breathing because I would be blamed if anything happened to you, seeing as I am the one that brought you in. ", he shot in one breathe.
My heart drop into my stomach and I can feel tears start to form in my eyes.
I mumble out an okay and a thank you and promptly as him to leave.
It looks like he wants to say something else but I raise my good hand and stop him.
I take in a deep shuddering breathe, "Paul, thank you for the rescue, I appreciate it. Charlie is on his way as we speak and is going to take me home. I do not want the pale face to clutter your rez anymore than she already has. "
He leaves as soon as the words fall out of my mouth.
He takes my heart with him. I don't know when or how but what I do know is that I am in love with him. I still feel the pull to go to him but I know that he doesn't want me like I want him. He doesn't even want me on the same land as him. I inwardly sigh just thinking about it.
Charlie finally arrives and I finally get to go home but I wasn't expecting a wheelchair. Since I have an arm and leg out of commission I can't really use crutches. The queen of clumsy would be a total and absolute disaster with crutches at the moment. Its good thing that the school year was almost finished. At least get to graduate with my year with the bonus of not having to participate in the graduation ceremony anymore.
We got home and Charlie has to help me up the stairs to my room. He gives me a pitying look and tell me that if I have to get up in the night that I should just call for him and he will come running. Like that is going to happen anytime soon.
I fall asleep dreaming about a silver wolf howling at the moon.