had intended to blend in then he was failing miserably. I stifled a giggle with my hand as I followed David down the hall and into the elevator.
We remained completely silent as we exited the elevator and moved to the desk where I would sign the last of my release forms. Most of the paper work had already been taken care of, all except for this final slip of paper.
The doctors had been reluctant to just sign me out of their care. Private insurance provided the best possible care but it also meant that the doctors sometimes became over cautious. They had fretted that this morning’s ordeal would cause symptoms that might appear later. Shock had a nasty habit of creeping up on unsuspecting victims. But I was ready for it. I knew part of me was still in shock after what had happened. And I had no doubt that the dreams would be truly horrific. The more my memory was jogged into place the more the fear of what was to come tried to paralyse me.
I took the pen the nurse offered me and leaned down over the papers on the desk. My hand began to shake making it impossible to scrawl my signature across the box. I clamped my free hand across my wrist and tried to hold it steady but it was no use. The more I tried to steady my hand the worse the shake became. It spread then, up through my arms and down my torso into my legs.
I gripped the counter as the nurse looked at me with concern. David's hand slipped over mine. His chest pressed reassuringly against my back and he steadied my entire body with his embrace.
"I have you, Carrie. It's alright." He brushed my hair aside and whispered the words directly into my ear. I instantly started to relax, my entire body melting in against him. Without thinking I dashed my signature across the bottom of the page and David manoeuvred me away from the desk. He kept his tight grip on me as he walked me to the door and out into the sunshine.
The feel of its warmth on my skin served to steady me further and inch by inch the fear and adrenaline relinquished its hold on my body leaving me feeling bone achingly tired. Making it to the car I sank into its soft seats with a sigh of relief. I wanted to sleep wrapped in David's arms. I needed sleep. Although I had spent three whole days unconscious I was still exhausted. And now that the adrenaline and the high after Robert's newest attempt was fading rapidly I was even more exhausted.
David slid into the seat beside me and pulled the seat belt around my body and clicked it into place before he did the same for himself. He sat as close to me as was possible without actually pulling me into his lap and slid his arm around my shoulders.
"I know what he said to you..."
David's words hung between us like a small angry black cloud. It snapped me out of my exhaustion and a headache began to spread behind my eyes. I could feel the tension singing through David's body. The way his hand rested across my shoulders it wasn't calm or relaxed. The press of his thigh against mine pushed his anxieties through the denim of my jeans.
"Why didn't you tell me?"
"How could I? I knew how you would react. And we both know it's just idle threats..."
The car moved away from the curb and the look David shot me was filled with anger.
"He has tried to kill you once. He broke into the hospital and attacked you in the hospital and gravely injured a nurse. He promised to get you. That he will kill you, when I am doing my utmost to protect you. That it won't matter what I do, he will kill you anyway. And you think that is an idle threat?" David let out a frustrated sigh.
"I think it's idle because the police will catch him long before then. I can't allow the fear of what might happen rule my life..."
"You don't understand do you? Carrie, he is dangerous. You should have told me what he said. You should have at least trusted me enough to tell me..."
It was my turn to let out a frustrated sigh. I shrugged out of his grip and pushed my hand back through my hair. "You really think