Drip Drip Drip. Huh? Regaining consciousness I feel something dripping on me. "I.. S...ry." Is someone talking to me? I try to take a deep breath but extreme pain stops me. I flutter my eyes open. Ah it's so bright. I let out a sigh. "Sam?!" Who said that? There's a blurred shape hovering over me. I feel liquid falling onto my cheeks. Is someone crying? I slowly try to focus my vision.
The once a big blur slowly turns in to someone, someone very familiar. It only took me a split second to figure it out, how could I forget those beautiful blue eyes. "Jason?" I'm barely able to get his name out. "Sam! Oh my god!" He lets out a relived sigh although his eyes seemed troubled. Shit something must be wrong. "Do you..do you need anything.?" Now that I think of it I'm so thirsty. "Wa..ter." He nods his head and quickly gets me a glass.
I look up at the semi-familiar ceiling. I hate hospitals. I haven't been able to come to one since my brother died, he had sisticfibrosis. I hope I don't have to be here too long. Jason comes back with the water. "Hey I'm going to go get the nurse, she needs to know you're awake." He kisses me on the lips for a split second, his lips are so warm. He turns to leave but I grab his hand gently to stop him. "Jay, wait." He stops in his tracts and looks back with sympathy as if he knows what I'm going to ask. "What...what happened to me?" He lets out a sigh, "You don't remember?" He looks as if he's relived. "No...I don't, please tell me." He looks at me with somber eyes, "You were found in a-" he chokes up and his eye become glossy, "On the bank of the Silver river." Wait what the hell? I know for a fact that I wasn't going swimming, it's November it's way to cold.
"I'm going to get the nurse." He turns quickly an leaves. What the hell could have happened? And why can't I remember? You would think my own fiancée would be able to tell me, I guess not. Is it really that bad? It gets harder and harder to breathe. Don't panic, everything is okay. I keep repeating that until Jason and the nurse return. The nurse explains that I had a severe head injury and that it's common to forget certain things that have happened in my past. She also said I had cuts and scratches all over my body and that I would have a few scars.
She kept a reassuring smile on her face. "So nothing life threatening?" When I say that Jason who had been beside me squeezes my hand. He always did that to make me feel better. "No, but we just want to keep you here one more night to make sure you're set to go." My stomach twists. "Wait you said one more night, how long have I been here?" Jason looks at me, "Two days, like the nurse said you hit your head pretty hard." He furrows his brow. Ah, I hope I didn't worry him too much he already has so much going on. Being the Secretary of State puts a lot of weight on his shoulders already.
Suddenly two police men walk in and take off their hats. "May we have a work Mrs. Grier?" What, POLICE!? I feel like I'm going to be sick. I slowly nod and the nurse takes that as her cue and leaves. They pull up chairs and get situated. Did I do something? "Sorry to bother you ma'am when you're in this state but we need to know what you know." I look at my fiancée and take a big gulp, he seems worried as well. "Uh, yes of course." I look at them and give an awkward half-smile. "What is the last thing you remembered?" Jason's hand seem to clam up and looks at me with what looks like pity in his eyes. I give his hand a small squeeze and I nod. "Well I remember making dinner, lasagna I think. Waiting for my husband to come home and then...I don't remember anything after that." I adjust my self, trying not to move to much and I look in to the officers eyes, "Can you tell me what I was doing on the shore of Silver river?"
One of the officers clears his throat, "We believe what happened to you was a failed body dump." The blood rushes from my face. Someone tried to....kill me? He continues, "Ma'am you are extremely lucky to be alive, we believe the shower curtain you were rapped in had air pockets that aloud you to breathe. Now if you have any information that you are withholding please tell us so we can help find the perpetrator." Jason looks at them with anger, "She already told you what she knows. Now she needs to recover she doesn't need this right now." The police men look at each other and nod, the stand and get ready to leave, "If you remember anything valuable please contact us immediately." I nod respectively and then they leave.
I turn to Jason, "Hun, they were just doing there job." I give him a small smile to try and calm him down. "I know I'm sorry I just want you to recover as soon as possible. And don't worry we will find who did this to you." He kisses me on the forehead. I can't believe all of this happening. I knew being the secretary's wife was nerve racking but for this to happen, I just can't believe it.
Jason comes and lifts my back to fluff the pillow that's supporting me. God I love him. "Sam I love you so much, the thought of losing you is..well I don't think I could bare it. So thank you for staying with me, allowing me to see your beautiful face and hear your soothing voice again." I start to tear up. I pat beside me, summoning him to lay with me. He smiles and lays beside me. "I love you Jason." He smiles and kisses me. He must have been with me this whole time, he looks exhausted. "We should get some rest, I want to be out of here by tomorrow. I nuzzle up against him and he falls asleep almost immediately. Now that it's just me my eyes tear up. I'm so scared, how could this happen? What did I do to deserve this. I sigh and close my eyes and drift to sleep.
