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dreaming.
    The nurse left and then he gave her the greeting he always gave her, “Hey Miss Blue, how are you?” and she knew that this was the most realistic dream she’d ever had.
    “Rush?” she said, bewildered, and then closed her eyes. She opened them up again. He was still there.
    She did it again.
    He was still there.
    Close eyes, count to five, then open up again.
    Still there.
    “I’m not going anywhere,” he said drily, finally breaking the silence.
    She stared at him, trying to decide if this really, truly was real. People with head wounds did have hallucinations, right?
    “Rush? What…what are you doing here? How did you know what happened?” The questions spilled out of her as she stared at him. Rush fucking Blackburn, back from the dead. Or, high school. Same difference.
    “It’s all over the news! Goddamn fools. The fucking reporters are signing your death warrant but they don’t care. They just want their ratings.”
    Hannah jerked up in surprise but then sank back down into her pillows, pain throbbing through her head. “What do you mean, signing…signing my death warrant?” She felt like someone was playing a trick on her. First, she’d been shot, then she’d been flown to the US via Life Flight, then Rush showed up, and then he tells her that her life is in danger.
    Well, all over again. Obviously being shot at meant that her life was in danger back then, too.
    Arrrgggghhh …
    She felt thick. And stupid. And rambling. And Rush was here. In her hospital room. And that just wasn’t happening.
    “Was it Chupas who boarded the bus and shot at you?” Rush asked urgently.
    “Yeah,” she said, surprised. “Did the police tell you that?”
    “No, there’s no police here to tell me that. Which is my point! The Chupas want you dead. They’ve wanted you dead for days now. And there’s no one,” he squeezed her hand hard - painfully hard, “here to protect you.” He took a deep breath. “Except for me.”
    “You? You're just going to waltz in here and…and watch over me? Like my own guardian angel? Except mine is an old high school flame who comes dressed in a leather vest and chaps??” Her voice got higher and more hysterical as the ridiculousness of the situation hit her.
    He ignored her rising panic. “With half the journalists in the free world crawling the front lawn of this hospital, they’ve broadcasted to the world - and the Chupacabras - that you are most definitely alive. They’re going to come back and finish the job.”
    “But the police—”
    He cut her off ruthlessly.
    “Do you see any men in blue in here? They’re too stupid to realize that you could be in trouble. Too stupid to spot this problem.”
    She blinked at him, her mind starting to go fuzzy around the edges. Men in blue…blue men…blue men with gold shiny badges…blue and gold men…no, Rush isn’t blue…Why is Rush here? Why does my head hurt so much?
    “Why are you here?” she asked, her voice coming out funny, even to her own ears.
    Wait. Rush already told me why he was here. Why the men in blue are here, too. No. She shook her head, trying to clear it. Men in blue aren’t here. That’s a bad thing.
    Rush is a good thing. He was always a good…
    And then she was gone again.

Chapter Three
    Rush
     
    Rush stared down at her as she let out an impossibly adorable snore. Her pink lips were parted slightly and he wanted to reach out and stroke them. Stroke her. Her hair and her cheek and her arms. He wanted to pull her into his arms and hold her tight. Never let her go. Never let anyone harm her ever again.
    But he knew that Lain would be waiting ever so im patiently by the phone for an update, and if Rush didn’t call him soon, Lain would make the drive to Tucson to find out what the hell was going on. Lain was not only the president of the Blue Devils, he was Rush’s best friend, and if Rush didn’t call him soon, there are no telling what he’d do. Patience wasn’t Lain’s middle name.