No. No. No.
My head fell against his chest and I breathed a sigh of relief when I did hear a heartbeat. I was expecting that I wouldn’t.
“He’s had a rough couple of days,” This Hunter guy told me in a flat tone. “He did get shot and fall off of a balcony after all.”
“He what?!” My head whipped around to look at him and I knew there was a horrified look of shock on my face.
“It was only one floor. He’ll live.” He gave a little shrug. “He needs some rest and I should probably look him over.”
“Yeah, okay.” I backed off and got to my feet. “What can I do?”
“There should be a huge bag in the bathroom, black. Under the sink. Get that.”
I did as he said ignoring the way he sounded angry as he barked his choppy order. I hadn’t known this guy all that long but I got the feeling he wasn’t a people person. He meant nothing by his shortness.
I didn’t care as long as he fixed Silas. I had so many questions running through my head. And I needed to know everything!
What were the fucking chances of this?
No, I didn’t put that much stock in Fate. There was something more at play here. I just had to know.
I brought the bag to Hunter, trusting that he knew what the hell he was doing, then I went into the kitchen to try and make myself useful.
Which meant what exactly?
I had no clue.
My mind was spinning so fast that I couldn’t even think about doing anything.
As a distraction, I opened up the fridge. There wasn’t anything but a jar of pickles in there. The freezer didn’t hold much either and what was in there didn’t look like something that should be eaten. Yeah, I wasn’t going to touch whatever that was.
The pantry held a bunch of canned goods and some rice. I could make some kind of soup. Well, I could try. Just throw a bunch of things together, that should have been easy enough.
If anything, it would give me something to do and keep me from going out of my mind.
I was just stirring the pot when Hunter came into the kitchen.
“Is he going to live?” I asked sounding way too panicked.
“Yes. He’ll probably be out for a little while.”
“Thank you. I don’t even know what’s going on, but truly, thank you for bringing me to him. And patching him up.”
“No problem,” he said and it looked as if he wanted to say more. A long moment went by in silence. “He’s been looking for you for a long time. Longer than I’ve known him and that’s saying something. I don’t have a lot of people in my life, but he means something to me. Despite what you might have seen, he’s a good man.”
“Oh,” I said because I wasn’t really sure how to respond. My brain was still currently trying to let his words sink in.
“Tell him I said until next time,” he said then made his way out of the cabin.
I wanted to call out and tell him to wait.
He was just going to leave me here?
I didn’t even know where the hell I was.
In the middle of nowhere. Which should have scared the shit out of me but it didn’t.
I knew Silas once upon a time, but I also knew better than anyone that people changed.
