Chapter 8
Elizabeth was still lying on her husband the next morning. Her eyes stung. She had another headache. And John was still not responding. Sighing, she got out of bed for the first time in two weeks. Liz faltered a little, but she managed to reach her sitting room. There, she sat picked up a book and read, trying to cheer herself up. She had sat there for a couple hours when she felt as if someone was watching her. She looked up. And when she did, she dropped the book she was reading and almost had a heart attack.
He looked drunk but he wasn't. He faltered a lot more than she, but he stood. He was paler than she was but he showed his face. His body was severely wounded while she only had a head injury. He was way weaker than her, but he still made the effort to come to her. John Shaw stood leaning against a wall for support. Elizabeth was frozen in shock. She pinched her self to see if this was real life. "Jumpin' Jiminy" she said, still in shock. "Why did you leave my side?" The weak and altered man managed to ask. She stood and ran to him. She wrapped her arms around him, buried her face in his chest, and sobbed. "You need not cry. Dear wife 'tis nothing. I told you I would be fine." Then he groaned, his eyes closed and he fell into her arms. She caught him, ad carried her husband to bed.
There, he opened his eyes again and managed a weak smile for Elizabeth. She kissed him over and over. John moaned not in pain, but in pleasure. His wife kept caressing him. She stoked his hair, rubbed his aching body; especially his chest, lay on top of him to keep him warm, and cuddled close to him. John remained silent and still, except wincing and grimacing every now and then. "Elizabeth-" John whispered. "Yes love?" she whispered, as she began to rub his right side. At that instant, John groaned loudly in pain. She released pressure in her hand. "Is this where it hurts the most?" she asked her husband. He just nodded, to full of pain to speak. She removed her hand from his side. Then, she wrapped her arms around his neck and nestled her head on his breast. John took a deep breath and closed his eyes. His wife followed in suit.