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"How many fingers am I holding up?" 

"Three." 

"Okay, and what day is it?" 

"Wednesday." 

The Draygonian medic withdrew from Camille and turned to his computer to make a few notes letting a tense silence settle in the examination room. Camille didn't recall how she got to the medical floor but when she woke up, the pain was gone and she was wearing a hospital gown. So far the only people she had seen were the medic and a nurse. While they were friendly enough, the whole thing had her on edge and she desperately wanted to go home where she would feel safe. She didn't even know if anyone knew she was here. Well, Jag obviously knew but what about Charlotte? 

Since waking up Camille had been subjected to a series of tests and examinations with little explanation as to what had happened. She had been sitting on the edge of the bed as tense as a springboard, un

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