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But I don’t want to die like this, and nothing is a better motivator than fear.
“Help.” I try again.
“Help me.” Louder this time.
“You hear that?” a voice shouts as everything goes quiet for a second. Even the dogs stop barking.
“Help me,” I force out again, praying it’s enough and crying when I hear a shout.
“Over here. Hold on, honey, we’re coming.”
The voice is masculine but smooth. Calming. Safe.
I don’t know much of anything right now, but I know that voice means safety.
“Help me.” This time it comes out more like a strangled whisper, my strength waning now as the lights move closer.
Suddenly, I feel hands on me, rolling me gently. A large body leans over me, shielding my face from the pouring rain, and I stare up into startling blue eyes.
“I’ve got you now, honey. It’s gonna be okay.” The voice of safety reassures me as a hand gently pushes my wet hair back from my face.
“I need a medic over here. And someone put the fucking tent up before we lose all the evidence,” he shouts. Though he’s right beside me, holding me tightly, I feel myself start to slip away.
“Fuck, she has a music box in her hand, Eric, come bag it up,” the voice yells before it turns soft once more. “Stay awake for me, sweetheart. We’re going to get you looked at in just a second. I promise we’ll have you somewhere nice and warm real soon. You just have to hold on for me, okay?”
I try to. I want nothing more than to lose myself in the heat of his skin—anything to ease the numbness—but I feel myself fading away, and I can’t keep my eyes open any longer.
More lights. More noises—only these, I recognize. The faint whirring of a fan, the beep of the machine next to me, the shuffling of feet.
I crack my eyes open and wince, squeezing them closed.
“Shit, hold on a second,” a voice says before the lights are dimmed. “There, try again.”
Slowly, I open my eyes and find myself looking into a familiar pair of baby blues.
“There you are. You had me worried there for a little while. Do you know where you are?”
I’m about to nod but realize that’s probably not a good idea and answer instead.
“The hospital.” My voice comes out as a whisper, but he hears me.
“That’s right, and do you know your name?”
I open my mouth to answer, but there’s nothing there.
“I can’t remember,” I admit, gripping the blanket tucked around my waist.
His shoulders drop, but there’s no surprise in his gaze, almost like he was expecting it.
“Don’t worry about that right now. You just rest.”
“Who are you?”
“Fuck, where are my manners? Detective Nathan Hask at your service.” He does a little bow, lifting an imaginary top hat, before standing back up again.
I feel my lips twitch as I watch him.
“You found me.”
