I woke to the sound of voices in the living room, it sounded like Bobby and Lester had stopped by again. I groaned softly as I forced myself to a sitting position and slid out of bed. I shuffled to the living room and saw Lester sitting in the recliner, and Bobby and Tank were on the couch. I made my way over to the couch and sat down on the floor at Tank's feet. I laid my head on Tanks knee and covered my mouth to hide a yawn. "What are you guys talking about?"

"Nothing, just checking up on you." Lester told me, but Bobby and Tank were curiously quiet.

"I'm still breathing." I lifted my head to look at Bobby. "You here to take vitals again?"

"I wasn't, but since you mention it I will now." he said as he ruffled my hair a little.

I stuck out my tongue at him before covering my mouth in another yawn. I stuck my arm out waiting for Bobby to take my blood pressure. He wrapped the cuff around my arm and I yelped when he put the cold stethoscope against my arm. "Warm it up first geeze."

Bobby laughed and took the stethoscope and breathed on it to warm it up a little before putting it back on my arm. I closed my eyes and just relaxed. Bobby took my pressure and muttered something to himself and started taking my blood pressure again.

"Is there something wrong?" Tank asked from above me.

Bobby looked up at Tank as he un did the cuff. "Her blood pressure is a little low."

"Oh yeah, I forgot to tell you, I normally run a little low. Somewhere about 90 over 60 or so."

Bobby nodded his head and looked back at Tank. "She's fine."

"She is right here you know. Of course I am fine." I lifted my head and looked at Tank. "I always said if it wasn't for the Mt. Dew and cigarettes I wouldn't have a blood pressure at all."

All three of the guys managed a small laugh. I looked over at Lester. "So, does any one have any bright ideas on how we are going to find the guys who are out to kill me?"

Tank reached down and placed his fingers under my chin to lift my head to look at him. "Let us worry about that. We aren't going to be doing much until you are all healed up."

"Ok, after all you guys are the experts."

"That's right, we are. Now why don't you come sit up here?" Tank patted the couch beside him, and reached down to help me up.

I got up with the help of Tank and curled up on the couch next to him and rested my head on his shoulder. Bobby looked over at us and Lester leaned forward to look at Tank. "You were saying earlier?"

"Shut up Lester."

"Boys, play nice." I said on another yawn. I was just so tired tonight. Tank finally took pity on me and kicked Bobby and Lester out for the night. After the guys left, Tank gently shook my shoulder. "C'mon, lets get you to bed."

"I'm ok. I'm perfectly comfortable right here." I said with a small smile.

"I'm sure you are, but it is getting late. You need to get some sleep."

"Fine." I sighed and started to lever myself up off the couch, Tank was right there to help me up. He wrapped an arm around my waist and walked me slowly into the bedroom. He helped me lay down in bed. I scooted over and snuggled under the covers. "Tank?"

"What?"

"Stay and talk with me."

"I don't think that is such a good idea."

"Please?"

Tank sat down on the edge of the bed with a soft sigh. " What did you want to talk about?"

"I don't know. Anything. I'm just not ready to go back to sleep yet."

Tank took a deep breath and scooted a little closer. "Why don't you tell me about your life before all of this."

I yawned a little and covered my mouth as I look at him. "It wasn't all that special. All I wanted to do was to save up, and buy a little house. Just have a little place to call my own. I was working as a landscaper when all of this happened. The only reason I saw anything was, I had climbed up on the ladder to train some roses on a trellis. The funny thing is I was supposed to have the day off, but one of the guys on the crew got sick, so I came in to help out. I was also taking classes online at night. I liked going to school, but I was failing my foreign language miserably." I smiled a little.

Tank smiled and lightly patted my arm. "What language where you studying? I bet there is someone around here who could probably help you out."

I shook my head with a grin and shifted a little closer to Tank. "I was taking Arabic. It was required for my degree."

Tank raised an eyebrow. "What degree was that?"

I couldn't help but laugh a little which made me wince. Laughing was hell on the ab muscles. "I was going for a degree in Homeland Security. I worked as a background screener for a while, and went into being a Security Officer, and I liked it. I just wanted to work more on the consulting side. I wanted to do the penetration tests and that sort of thing. I didn't want to be a gate guard my whole life."

"So why go into landscaping?" He asked.

"The security job I was working was shift work, and I was too damn tired to even think about going to school, and the pay sucked, so I quit. I went into landscaping because I'm a farmers daughter and I know how to grow things."

"A farmers daughter huh?" Tank said with a grin and wiggled his eyebrows.

I rolled my eyes and sat up a little in bed as I noticed Tank was starting to look tired. "Tank, you look exhausted. Why don't you sleep in your own bed tonight. I'll take the couch."

He shook his head. "My mama would kick my ass if she ever found out I let a Lady sleep on the couch."

I couldn't help the giggle that escaped my lips at that idea. "Tank, you are absolutely not couch sized. You won't be comfortable, and I won't sleep well knowing that. So let's compromise." I lifted the blankets and patted the bed. "There is room for two of us. Let's get some sleep."

Tank looked like he was going to argue, but in the end he pulled off his t-shirt and crawled into bed. I rolled over on my side and snuggled into the most comfortable bed I'd slept in in a long time.

At some point in the middle of the night I ended up snuggled against Tank's side with my head resting on his shoulder and my leg draped over his stomach. This is how we woke up when Tank's phone started beeping with an incoming text message. Tank reached over and grabbed the phone and flipped it open to read the message. I shifted away from him to allow him to get out of bed.

"Is everything ok?"

"Yeah, I'm just late getting down to the gym."

I nodded and pulled the blankets a little higher trying not to look obvious as I watched Tank move around the bedroom. I had to admit, looking at that man shirtless was a great way to start the morning. I just laid in bed until I heard the door shut behind Tank. I crawled out of bed and headed to the bathroom. I managed to get pretty cleaned up with a wet rag, but I really wished I could take a shower. After I got cleaned up I went to the closet where Ella had put my clothes, and tried to find something to wear. I finally settled on a T-shirt and an old ratty pair of jeans.

While Tank was at the gym I made the bed, and picked up the rest of the apartment. I dug around in the kitchen and started setting out things to make for breakfast. I hoped that the guys came up with a plan to catch the people out to kill me, and soon.