The Illegal Creed

Ready to Leave?

Sleeping. Just like Philips said. She looked so peaceful, her soft facial expression, her stomach slightly moving up and down as she breathed silently, her long brown hair over her shoulder...

Tristan longed to see those gray eyes as he slowly crossed the bed and set the wraps on her little table beside it. He looked at her for a moment before it finally hit him. Whoa. He's basically adopting somebody. It's gonna be like taking care of a child.

He pushed it to the back of his mind for just a moment, wanting to get this awkwardness over with.

He lightly shook her shoulder, his hand subtly shaking. A second or two later, her eyes fluttered open, squinting from the lights of the already bright room. She looked at him as she rubbed her eyes, causing him to freeze for a moment. He should've thought this out.

"Who are you? Do I need more shots?" She asked softly, slowly sitting up.

For a second or two there was silence before Tristan's brain finally made him say something.

"No, um, I'm Officer Lakes. I don't know if you remember, but I was here earlier today with Officer Laurence. We asked you some questions."

She blinked slowly, her eyelids got heavier as as her body felt like it was being washed over by sleepiness. She wanted to stay awake but it was hard. It made her just want to go back to sleep. Another side effect of a concussion.

"Oh... do you need me to answer more?"

"No, but the hospital has cleared you to go home. You'll be staying with me for a while." Somehow the words started flowing out of his mouth without him even thinking about it. Maybe Laurence was right.

"Oh, okay..." "Yeah, so..." there went his flow. "Whenever you're ready, you can go ahead and freshen up or do whatever you need to do. I'll be waiting for you outside." "Okay..." It was then she realized she had been detubed; her IV was out, etc. As her room door closed, she sighed and slowly got up, wincing from the close to extreme pain on her side.

Isabella made her way to the bathroom, soon being fully awake and capable on thinking clearly, which brought up some questions.

Why him? She doesn't know him, what if he tries to kill her or something?

She had many more questions. She pushed them all away to aave for later. She'll get to know him first. She does have to live with him after all.