Yellow eyes were staring into hers and the truck suddenly got louder. “Lenny?” She whispered. The cat meowed softly and bumped his head against her face as his purring reached a level of sound roughly as loud as a bomb. She grunted with pain and pushed him away as everything that had happened came flooding back in a hot rush. “Oh shit.” She muttered. She was in Jason’s house. He had picked her up from the hospital and brought her back here, and while under the influence of some incredibly awesome pain relief medication she had told him that she loved him. Double shit. Turning her head slowly she stared at Jason’s sleeping form. Dammit, she did love him. There was no point in denying it. She sighed and moving carefully and slowly, she sat up and swung her legs over the edge of the bed. She took careful stock of herself. Her eye hurt as did her thigh, she examined the boot mark briefly, but it was her side that hurt the most. She looked down at her ribs, sucking in her breath at the dark bruising. It was even worse now than it had been this morning.
