Head Down

Chapter 20

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NATE'S POV

As soon as Laura plunges the needle into Katie's drip, my mates eyes start to droop. "Thank you," she says to me, referring to my promise to eat. I can't lie to her and therefore do intend to go upstairs and make myself food, but I can't imagine leaving her side. Maybe since it will be making her happy I'lll be able to, though. "You too Laura. I owe you more than I can say," she continues, looking at my aunt gratefully.

"Don't feel that way, sweetie. I am happy to help," replies Laura with a smile.

Katie opens her mouth to speak, but is slower to form words -the medicine seems to be working quickly- and Laura leaves the room before she can get anything out. For a moment she appears frustrated, but lets it go almost immediately and leans back into the pillows. I take away the extra from my bed that had been helping to prop her up and toss it behind me. I don't enjoy leaving her touch.

My mate looks to be considering the bandages on her right arm with vital interest. I wonder why, if it's the medicine or a new train of thought or both. Her face clearly portrays the pondering, but quickly melts into an unsteady looking peacefulness. That makes me actually smile, her calm eyes and dreamy expression melting me on the inside. She looks at her wrist a moment more, neither of us speaking a word.

There doesn't seem to be a need. She is blissing out on happy thoughts and I'm enjoying watching her conscious. We both are as content as could be possible in the situation, and have had a good amount of our questions answered. Then she looks up at me, and I press her hand to my chest which both of mine in response.

It's nearly impossible to describe the warmth and pleasure I feel at her touch. Katie's smooth hand presses into me at the very center of me, spreading the amazing feelings from there outwards like rivers. My heart beats fast and heavy under her hand, and both of mine encase hers in the most comforting way possible -as if by doing this it proves I can wrap my arms around her and entrap her whole being. Keep her safe, which is something I have failed miserably at. But here she lies, feeding me happiness after I was sure such a thing was never going to grace me again.

She's looking at me now, with a gaze so deep and eyes so expressive I can hardly hope to understand the meaning behind them. It's as if the medicine has torn down every hurdle and filter her thoughts usually flow through, so everything comes right to the forefront of her mind and shows on her face raw and unprocessed. I could spend forever trying to see everything in her eyes.

"Hey Nate?" she asks in a very small voice, capturing every ounce of attention not already focused on her with the words. The sound of my name coming from her sends shivers down my spine in the best possible way.

"Yeah Katie?" I reply, kneeling down on her bedside once again -except this time it's to see and hear her better instead of being unable to stand.

I'm on eye level with her head propped slightly up on a pillow, and my elbows steady my form over the railing. My hands still hold her left one to over my heart, keeping me stable in every way imaginable. She's smiling contently, like she's savoring the moment. I know I am too. The golden lightening in her eyes flashes, for a moment making her entire iris glaze with electricity. This makes my heart pound in response, like thunder.