Waking up, I take in the noise around me. There's a low beeping sound, beating to the rhythm of my heartbeat. Soft breathing comes beside me, from someone who holds my hand. Opening my eyes, I close them again almost immediately, the light being too bright. Trying again, I blink a few times to get used to it and examine my surroundings. I'm laying in a small hospital bed. It's a one room, instead of how most rooms hold two people. On my right, there's a boy laying his head on my lap, hair going everywhere, hand holding onto mine as if his life depends on it. Shiftijg slightly, I run the fingers of my free hand through his soft hair, a slight moan coming from him. Blinking a few times like I did, he comes around and looks up at me, surprise and happiness etched over his face.

"Hey." I give him a weak smile.

"Rebecca." He gasp and then presses a lingering kiss to our hands. "I've been so worried about you, babygirl." His voice stiff, full of emotion.

"Astor, I'm ok." I lean up and press a soft kiss to his temple before laying back down. I groan as my head starts to hurt.

"Ow." Reaching up to my head, I feel it wrapped in something soft. I look over to Astor with the question in my eyes.

"You hit your head in the ambulance. Claire was stabbed and you went with her in the ambulance but fell and hit your head pretty hard. They, um... They had to shave a small bit of your hair off so they could stitch it up."

I'm about to ask about Claire when the rest settles in.

"What!" My eyes widen and I freak out, pressing a hand to the back of my head. I feel a slight shaved spot on the back, thankfully able to be covers with my hair.

"It's ok, you can't tell. I promise." He presses a kiss to me forehead, districting me for a few seconds, then I remember about Claire.

"How's Claire?" I ask softly, worrying the worst had happened .

"She's ok. They got the bleeding to stop and she's been doing much better. She's been more worried about you than herself." A smirk makes it's way on his face, wiping away the fear and worry.

I start to laugh but it makes my head hurt worse. I groan as I feel my heartbeat from my skull. Literally.

"Here." Astor reaches over and grabs my migraine meds. I pop two into my mouth right as the doctor comes in. He's an old man, probably in his late fifty's or early sixty's. He has laugh lines on his face, the proof of a good man.

"Ah. Good to see you awake, Miss. Rebecca. Good that you took your meds." He nods as he searches his clipboard. "I just want to do one more check before you are all good to head home." He writes a few things down as he checks my head. "The swelling seems to have gone down, which is good. But you have headaches?" He sits on the side of the bed.

"Yes. I've had them for a while. Which is why I have the meds. My doctor told me it's just migraines, and that I get them from the LED lights." I pick at my nails as I speak.

"Ok. I'm going to unwrap this from your head, wrap a new one there, and you are free to go." He does as he says. He hands me a sheet of paper after he's done. "I wrote you a prescription for a cream to help the skin and stitches and it should help regrow the hair. The stitches desolve so you don't need to come and get them removed. I would like you to set up an appointment. I have a few test I would like to run if that's okay with you?"

I give him a thumbs up and a smile, not wanting to nod and hurt my head even more.

"Good. I'll see you soon, Rebecca. Take care." He shakes my hand before leaving me and Astor. I slowly sit up and swing my feet ovee the side of the bed, planting them on the floor. Astor helps me stand up before looking down at me.

"You might want to change before we leave. The back of that dress is all open." He says, laughing slightly.

I reach out for the bag he pointed to and grab some clothes. I slip my undergarments and pants on before taking the dress off, standing in front of a tomato faced Astor with a bra and pants on.

"Will you help me get this on?" I hold up the baggy shirt. He nods shyly and helps me put it on. After, I notice it's his. I pull it to my nose and inhale the scent, breathing deeply.

A small smile creeps on his face as he watches me. A knock at the door cuts the mood and a nurse comes in with a wheel chair and paperwork. She leaves after bringing it in. Sitting down in the chair, I put the paperwork in the bag Astor brought and sit it on my lap while he pushes me out the room, and into the huge family reunion.

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