Chapter 16

"You tired?" Jackson asks as he helps me into bed.

"Yes, I forgot how much energy it takes to walk." I say making Jackson laugh.

"Well, you've been stuck in a hospital bed almost 24/7, so everything's probably going to be a little tiring for a little while." He says as he gets into bed with me.

"I know." I sigh.

"The important thing is you're alive and back home where you belong." He reminds me.

"You're right, I'm just sick of always being tired and sore." I say. The worst thing about being shot in the abdomen is that since your abdomen is used for pretty much everything, any time I moved even a little bit it hurt like hell.

"You're going to be back to normal before you know it." Jackson says kissing me on the forehead.

"I know." I yawn.

"You're sleepy. Get some rest sweetheart." He says wrapping me into his arms.

"Okay." I say before drifting asleep a short while later.-

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"Baby wake up" Jackson says waking me up from my nightmare.

"Where's George?" I ask sitting up.

"Sweetheart you were having a bad dream again. It was a dream." He says says wiping my tears that had fallen. Since the shooting I've been having nightmares almost every night, mostly about my mom, George, or Izzie. I just kept dreaming about them dying again.

"It seemed so real, like he was dying all over again." I sigh.

"It's okay." Jackson says caressing my face. "You just lost Izzie and you went through a major trauma.!George was your best friend it's normal to think of him and wish he was here, especially during times like this."

"Yeah, I just miss him" I sigh laying my head on Jackson's chest.

"I know you do." He says wrapping his arms around me. We lay there in silence until I manage to drift back off to sleep a couple of minutes later finding comfort being wrapped in Jackson's arms.