Lana

Chapter 6 Far From Home

The guy must have it my head are fell on something really hard because I could hear people talking I just couldn't see them. 

It must have been more than couple weeks because the people were doing everything they could to try to wake me up.

 About a month of trying  to wake up, my eyes started to open. 

I woke up and saw I was in a tent then saw the doctors looking at me, 

I was confused on where I was for a minute put it all came back to me.

 The guys that tried to ambush me came in and they started talking with the doctor. 

They were talking what felt like a couple seconds then they rushed out of the room. 

The doctor turned back to me, I tighten up he notice that and started speaking to me in Russian,

 which startled me. 

The doctor started laughing and then said in english,

 "I'm sorry I didn't mean to frighten you but I need to do a check up, and questions on you concerning the coma."

 A coma? I thought. 

Then I asked,

 "How long was I out for?" "A Whole month.

" My body shot up and I started  to panic about Destiny.  

"Woah, hold on I still got to do the check up and the questions. Try to sit back and relax."

 I tried to but my brain was fixated on Destiny. 

The check up went normal, then the questions were pretty simple like what's your name? how old are? 

Standard stuff, I asked the doctor,

 "Are you American?" 

"Yes, I am." 

"What are you doing in Saudi Arabia?" 

"At the moment trying to make myself useful so I don't get killed." 

I start looking around seeing if anybody's listening, I ask, 

"What did those men come in here for?" 
"They wanted to know if you where stable enough to send the CIA and America a message has a hostage." 

"I'm a hostage? Wait, how did they know I work for the CIA?"

"They went through your stuff while you were knocked out." 

"Oh that's great," then my head started pounding. 

I put my right hand on top of my head and winced, the doctor noticed and said, 

"You need to lay down and take second to relax your mind."  

I kept breathing short breaths, my vision was getting blurry. 

It's been a while since I had a panic attack that I forgot what to do. 

I started hyperventilating the Doctor was calm came over to me and just told me to breathe. 

I haven't had a panic attack since I was 16 when I stressed out by my last tests that year.

Eventually I was breathing normally again I thanked the doctor. 

The doctor nodded and said "You should have at least a day of rest." 

"Thanks," "No problem, so where are you from?"

"Russia," "Russia? that explains the accent, aren't a little far from home?" 

"Yes, but I was looking for a girl. A girl that still probably needs my help, I need to get out of here."

"Rest your body before you think about escaping and keeps yourself healthy. You'll need a day to do all of those things." 

The doctor was right but I am that stubborn bitch. 

I would take a day plotting my escape, and finally find Destiny and save her. 

I know that's more a police job thing, but she reached out to me, and she is not on home soil for the police to investigate. 

I'm getting out of here and I'll do whatever it takes.