Is It A Dream?

How...?

The woman watched the detective's mouth drop to the floor. She smirked behind the tape when his mouth was moving, but no words were coming. She picked out multiple questions words like 'how' and 'when' and 'what'. She thought she saw some curse words, but definitely saw her name more than once.
"You wanna help me outta this?" She mumbled beneath the tape, moving her arms around.
Danny nodded, still in shock. He couldn't believe it. Was he really looking at her? Was he having a very, very vivid dream? He carefully took the tape off her mouth, waiting for her to say something.
"It took you long enough!" Her beautiful voice rang in his ears.
"....Linda...?" He still couldn't believe it. She was supposed to be dead. "You're supposed to be dead."
"That's a fine how do you do."
Yup, it was Linda. No doubt about that. "But... how... why.... who..."
"I don't know, Danny. But we gotta get the hell outta here because he's gonna be coming any minute now."
"What?"
"Get the tape off!" Linda was ecstatic to see her husband, but she really needed him to hurry up.
"Right. How..?" Danny worked on getting the tape off.
"I don't know. I went to my shift, this guy asked for help, next thing I know, I'm here and he's telling me everybody thinks I died in a helicopter crash."
The stunned detective helped her to her feet, "you've been here for six months?"
"Six months?!" Her eyes went wide, "oh, you poor thing!" Linda pressed her lips against Danny's, not being able to imagine the pain he had been enduring for half a year. "We gotta get outta here."
Danny took her hand in his and drew his gun, keeping his wife behind him. They made it out to the car safely.
"How?" Danny repeated again.
Linda rolled her eyes, "I told you. I was kidnapped."
"Did... were..."
"No, Danny. Nobody touched me."
"Good."
"Danny? Where exactly is here?" She had been knocked out when she was kidnapped, she didn't know where they were.
"Uh... Jersey."
"Jersey? Why the hell would you be in Jersey?"
"Because something in my gut told me to come here." Danny was slowly coming back to his senses, "you gotta get to a hospital, babe. You don't look like your usual healthy self."
Linda nodded, "I feel like I need a hospital."
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Danny paced the hospital floor as he waited for Linda. He still couldn't grasp the fact Linda was alive and well- okay, alive. He remembered so vividly the day the world ended, yet here he was, waiting on the world. He had no idea how to tell the family. Would he call them? Set up a special dinner?
"Linda Reagan." The doctor called.
"Yeah, that's me. I mean, she's my wife."
"She was very malnourished and will need to stay here at least over  night. Everything in her blood was low: calcium, iron, vitamins.... you name it."
Danny nodded. "Did you do the rape kit?"
"Yes, as per your request. She wasn't raped."
Danny sighed, "can I see her?"
"Right this way."