Jade was sat at Luke's bedside as he lay asleep in the hospital, recovering nicely from the wound. It would take a long time to properly and fully heal but Jade had been right, there would be no lasting damage.
Luke was still asleep an hour later and Jade found herself absently running her hand through his messy blonde hair and leant down, kissing his lips gently. About five minutes later, Luke flickered his eyes open sleepily.
'You're...you're here?' Jade nodded 'the drugs have kept you out for a while, Gran reckons there's no lasting damage, you should be okay'. Luke nodded and sat up awkwardly 'What happened to Hyde?'.
'Police took him in, Dad and Taylor are really beat up about you getting hurt by the way. I over reacted after you left...Dad really blames himself now'. Luke nodded absently 'it would have been the same with Ryan if he'd been there, it's no ones fault'.
Jade sat back in her chair, looking sleepy and Luke glanced over her 'you look worse than me, you need to get some sleep, you should have gone home'. She shook her head 'I wanted to make sure you were okay, Dad and Ana have been arguing for the last hour, I just needed to be here. Faith's with Grandad, he called and said she was fine'.
There was a long pause between them before Luke spoke quietly.
'Jade...do you love me?' she shook her head slightly and Luke didn't look away 'Do you love me?'.
Jade swallowed and barely looked up, voice quiet 'no'. Luke snorted derisively 'Look me in the eyes and say that'.
Jade looked up an her eyes met Luke's, neither looking away for a long time. 'You know I can't do that Luke'.
He looked relieved and as she glance away again he reached out and tipped her chin up slightly so they were once again looking at each other.
'I love you Jade, alright? Regardless of all this shit, I'm not giving up on us, and I'm not giving up on you either'.
Jade had tears in her eyes and nodded. Luke smiled and moved over on the bed slightly, indicating for her to come and lie on it with him. On his uninjured side, Jade curled around Luke, head resting on his chest as he put his arm around her.
They lay there like that for a long time, simply listening to each others heartbeats and breathing.
In a tall townhouse on the other side of the City, Elena's phone was ringing uselessly on the kitchen counter. There was no one there to answer, Lincoln was getting ready to extract his revenge on his ex wife.
Elena was in the back of his car, wrists taped together and a strip of it across her lips as he drove along the busy streets, only lit by the occasional street lamp. The NBA finals were fast approaching and tonight was one of the last games before the final- the streets were pretty empty.
Sneeringly Lincoln glanced in his mirror at his terrified ex wife 'why are you do scared? I thought you'd love being tied up'.
Elena said nothing against the tape, staring out of the window and wondering where she was being taken.
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