We could have a life, us two.. (Completed)

Jane and Henry

Days had passed on the chair next to the bed in fear looking at were Nellie is lying unconscious in bed. It had been two days since she fell into his arms. He had never felt himself so helpless and scared, it was for the first time in his life he felt this way. He was so afraid she wouldn't open her beautiful brown eyes and that wasn't his only concern what if they were behind them now while she was lying unconscious and they were hiding here. He never would have stopped if Nellie hadn't gotten sick, but there they were now. He didn't want to think about losing her, he realized he couldn't handle something like that. If he lose her he would have no reason to carry on. For the first time he found himself hoping that she would stay by his side forever, now that she made some feelings blossom within him she couldn't leave. Surely now was not the time, he had no one, no one but her. For the first time after been death for 15 years he had felt alive in her arms, if she would leave him now he would die with her. She's special to him even though he couldn't put a word to what she was to him he was sure she is special and he wanted her by his side, he certainly wasn't going to give up on her right now.

"Nell" Sweeney spoke giving a reasured breath as she opened her eyes and was trying to move. He rushed to her side as he stood up from the chair he was sitting on and cupped her face kissing her dry lips "Thank god you're awake Nell" putting his forehead against hers he closed his eyes as his warm breath touched her face. For the first time in years he thanked god to let her stay with him. Eleanor didn't know why he was acting like that he seemed really worried, almost emotional. Stroking her cheeks he kissed her again.

"Sweeney" she spoke in a hoarse voice when he took his lips from hers, clearing her throat "What is going on?" she asked him weak and tired. "You don't remember?" he asked her in return when she looked so confused, she looked around and then realized they weren't in the woods anymore, she was in a room and felt the softness off a bed against her back.

"You made you're self sick by not eating anything Nell, I had no other option than to seek help" he explained when he saw she wasn't remembering anything. "Where are we?" she asked looking around not knowing where he did bring her "Were in Worcester we almost managed to go to Birmigham pet" her tired eyes widened had they really get that far she couldn't believe it.

He held her under her arms to help her sit up against her pillow, she looked at the nightgown she was wearing "Whose nightgown is this?" She asked not knowing where the hell they were and whose clothes she had on. Just as he opened his mouth to answer someone knocked at the door and entered the bedroom "Oh you are awake Mrs Lloyd thank god your husband was very concerned, waited beside you all night" spoke the lady, Eleanor frowned her eyebrows at that, she would estimate her to be around 50 years old and she had an apron around her waist what reminded her of her own apron and she looked like a farmer's wife. "How do you feel?" she asked Eleanor "Thank you I feel better" she replied even though she felt no difference in her condition. "Your husband said you haven't eaten for two days. I brought some vegetable soup and some bread, I told your husband you can stay until you feel really good" She smiled at both. "Thank you so much Mrs Smith" Sweeney responden when he took the tray from her. Eleanor looked at them she didn't understand anything at all, why was the lady calling her Mrs Lloyd and constantly referring to Sweeney as her husband she wondered herself. Sweeney even knew her name, and had he really waited all night concerned? "Thank you" she gave a weak smile thinking going along would be the best option. "You're welcome, if you need anything just let me know" the older woman stepped out of the room to let the two eat in peace.

"This time you're going to eat even if you don't want to I don't listen, look what you've done to yourself" he said looking tired and worried. Sweeney took one of the soup bowls and put some breadcrumbs in it, he took the spoon and scooped some soup with bread and offered it to her but much to his surprise without contradicting she opens her mouth and ate as he gave it to her, she was starving literally and figuratively. She saw his face change completely as if he was pleased that she was eating.