"A man who doesn't spend time with his family can never be a real man." ~ Vito Corleone The Godfather 1972.
I heard a soft rumble and a faint tapping. It stirred me from my deep sleep, gently pulling me from the comfortable abyss I had fallen deep into. I heard soft sounds and gentle hushed voices that further pulled me away from the rest. I felt warm and comfortable and my eyelids were heavy but the more I listened the more my brain started to think, remembering what had just happened before I found myself in the deepest sleep I had ever had.
Eventually I opened my eyes to a brightly lit room. I was laying in an incredibly warm and soft bed. A gentle and fragrant breeze was wafting in through an open window and the sunlight was shining in. I had to blink a few times because it was so bright but my eyes quickly adjusted. I was in some four poster bed with the curtains pulled up. There was no gun resting on the nightstand like I had become accustomed to.
The rest of my other senses began to sharpen as well and I recognized the quiet voice I was hearing. "Anna?" I croaked, finding my throat to be incredibly dry.
"He's awake." I heard her excited voice call out.
I tried to sit up and instead found myself just a little too weak to do that. But she moved over into my view and smiled a big wide smile at me. She looked a million times better than she had in that dirty little prison. She was cleaned up with her curly blonde hair washed and now dressed in a clean pink dress, the only sign that she had been a captive was the bruise Dipshit had left on her face. A second later Neo stepped up behind her and smiled at me.
"Sleep - well?" She asked me with a smile.
I nodded and tried to sit up again with better results finding myself feeling pretty numb all over. "Water?" I asked her in sign language, my throat dry as I looked around the room a bit more. It was a nice white room with wooden furnishings and a lot of windows that let the sunlight in. I noticed that by the foot of the bed there were some board games like Candyland and checkers laid out. It seemed the two of them had been passing the time together waiting for me to wake up.
Neo poured me a glass of water from a pitcher that had been waiting on the nightstand and handed it to me. I drank half the glass before looking back at them again and smiling. I realized that there was an IV stuck in my arms, which explained why I was feeling so weak and loopy having all kinds of drugs being pumped into me.
"You two stayed here for me?" I asked groggily.
Anna nodded happily. "After Neo here got me washed and let me borrow some of her old clothes." She said spinning in her hand me down dress. "We both have the same favorite color! Pink!"
I laughed pleased that she was being well taken care of. Neo again showed that she was surprisingly good with kids, far better than I expected.
"She's - quite - competitive - playing - Candyland." Neo told me with a smile putting a hand on Anna's shoulder.
"How long have I been asleep?" I asked, still a little confused about my surroundings.
"Two - and - a - half - days." Neo told me. "We - got - a - doctor - to - look - at - you - and - she - said - you - needed - rest."
I nodded and looked at my hands and arms, noticing that they were bandaged up from wounds I didn't even remember getting. It seemed that my aura had indeed done the trick in healing me and I imagined the drugs in the IV had helped me sleep and took away the pain.
A glance to the corner of the room showed me a comfortable chair with a blanket and pillows. Had Neo and Anna been spending their nights here with me?
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A Man of Honor.
FanfictionThe minute I stepped foot in this city I was living a lie. I had hoped those lies would help me reach my dream of becoming a huntsmen, but it took me down a different path, it took me into the depths of this city's criminal underworld where I learne...
