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Chapter Twenty-Eight: Recovery

Curling up in her hospital bed, Caitlyn wished tried to drowned out the talking around her that was taking place; there had been so many questions and she had been poked and prodded since she had arrived.

The doctors had done everything that they could to make her comfortable, even assigning her a female doctor while she was being admitted in case a male doctor might have been triggering for her.

Dr. Manning had reassured her that she had not broken any bones and had a few cuts and bruises, the main issues were that Caitlyn was underweight from the months where she had been held hostage by her captor.

She was also severely dehydrated and had been put on a drip to try and bring her fluid levels back up, Dr. Charles would likely be popping by later but right now Caitlyn did not wish to talk to anyone.

There had been two uniformed police officers stationed outside of her room and Caitlyn doubted it would be long before people came in wanting answers to what had happened to her.

A lump formed in her throat and Caitlyn wanted nothing more than to put what had happened behind her, forget the suffering that she had suffered at the hands of the man that claimed to be her father.

The doors to her room slowly opened and Jay stepped inside, followed slowly by Alvin who seemed a little nervous to see Caitlyn and hoovered by the doors while Jay took the seat next to her.

"I just spoke to the DA, they do not think you will have to testify," Jay told her gently, he took her hand carefully not sure how she would take the news.

They were certain that they had enough evidence on Edward to be sure that they did not need to have her on the stand, that she would not have to further suffer or stress herself out by facing him in court after what he had done to her.

Caitlyn had clung to Jay when they had finally gotten her out of the coffin that she had been buried in, not that he could blame her or say that he did any better when they had found her.

The entire thing felt like a dream and Jay was relieved to say that he had not given up, he had not turned his back on her when she had needed someone to stand in her corner and vouch for her when she had not been able to do it for herself.

Caitlyn looked down at their joined hands, she had not said much since she had been brought to the hospital feeling exhausted by everything that had happened in the last few hours.

It felt like a dream almost, like she had passed out in the coffin and her mind was making all of this up as a way to cope while she slowly ran out of oxygen.

"Is there anything you need? I think I have most of your stuff at my place, Mercedes said she can drop stuff off if you need it," Jay questioned not sure how to break the news to her that her stuff had been moved because she had been assumed dead.

He dared not look back at Alvin, he wasn't sure what he would say to Caitlyn's uncle especially when he had given up and allowed the case to go cold; he had stopped looking for her assuming the worse when Jay had kept working the case.

That was something that could be discussed another day, although there was no stopping Caitlyn from finding out; it could be put on hold for now especially with Caitlyn in a hospital bed.

Upsetting her further than needed was not the plan, she had been through a traumatic experience and he did not wish to add to that more than she had already suffered.

Shaking her head, Caitlyn peered at Jay's tired face and wanted nothing more than to sleep; she felt like she had been awake for a hundred years and she was pretty sure the drugs the doctors were giving her where starting to work.