Chapter 45

The light hit the back of my eyelids and I realized I had closed them as I had jumped. I opened them slowly and my first sight was my own face. I was floating above my body as it laid in the hospital bed. I was utterly shocked by how pale and sickly I looked. Even the white bandage that was wrapped around my forehead had more color than I did. I gave my body a once over to make sure I had only been shot once and that is when I saw a little bit of a brown curl poking out on the side of the bed. Johnathan was laying fast asleep right next to me curled up tight in a sweet sleepy little ball. On the other side laying with his head near my feet was Marcus lightly snoring. That was a silly little sound I would never take for granted again; in my mind, it meant that he was safe and healthy.