Turning around I see Jack standing there looking worried. I smiled sadly at him and started walking into his arms while thinking what was the correct way to handle the situation at hand. "Is it wrong that I'm jealous because my dad found someone he can love and be happy with and that someone isn't now only me anymore?"He took me into the hug and after a while, he pushed me away a little so that he could look into my eyes. "You and your dad were alone in the world for quite some time. He has been through a lot and he does deserve the happiness of having someone to love him in a way that his daughter can't. I feel jealous that you have such a wonderful and close connection and relationship with your dad as you do but I am sorry you are only mine for the coming future." I smiled before going on my tiptoes to kiss him. I loved that he was always able to help me out with some knowledge as an outsider to the situation and that he wasn't deadl

I felt that I was being dragged down a corridor. I didn't want to open my eyes in fear of alerting the person dragging or pulling me from behind from the force on my hair. I didn't know how long my hair would be able to handle the force of pulling my entire weight. Not long after we stopped and I heard a door opening and closing again after I was dragged inside the room, my hands were tied together behind my back and a rag was duck taped over my mouth before I was pushed more into the room with a foot that connected with my stomach. It felt like hours before I heard someone coming, the door opening and feet stopping right before my face. I only had my eyes open a slither and when he began bending down I closed my eyes fully again not wanting to alert them that I was awake as of yet. I felt the gag being removed and the person tap me on the shoulder. I didn't want to open my eyes so I just ignored it because I didn't know if it was a ploy to get

After our heartfelt conversation and joking most of the time the doctor came to check on me and make sure that everything was healing the way, it should be healing. The only thing I wanted to know was when the soonest was that I would be able to get out of here and go home. I was prepared to use the "I would heal better and faster at home because I really have a deep-rooted hate for hospitals. "I know you are going to ask me when is the fastest I can let you go home and after what I saw today and the improvements you have shown in the last few weeks I can safely say that I can let you go home tomorrow as long as you promise to behave yourself and not do anything too strenuous as that would tear open your wounds and force me to hospitalize you again."At this moment I would have said anything and promised anything just so I would have been able to get out of here. Seemed that both me and Jack had the same idea as we together said that we promise to not have me do

Two weeks laterMy appointment for my final checkup to ensure I was healed after my last hospital stay was today. I wasn't really feeling like going but knew I needed the letter to be able to go back to work and actually be allowed to do anything so I toughed it out and got ready. I thought that I would be going alone but turns out that Jack had taken off the morning to be able to join me. After the dreaded check-up, I got the letter that I was fit to return to active duty and didn't want to waste another second sitting at home so I asked Jack to take me with him to the office when he returned for the day. I could see that he wanted to argue but I had the doctor's clearance so there was nothing he could raise as his defense why I could not go back to work. As soon as we arrived at the office I went to my desk to see if there was not something that I could throw myself into to try and get rid of the boredom that has set in with me having

After dad gave us his blessing I ran out of the study to go and share the news with Nicolene. Forgetting that she might not even be aware of anything and that she might not even know what is going on I ran out of the study, hugging her, and kept on repeating the words " He said yes, I'm getting married."Jack and dad came out of the study and informed her that Dad had given us permission and that Jack and I were also now engaged to be married. After she was informed she was more than happy to hug me back and also be happy along with me as I had been when she had told me that she and dad were getting married. After this, we went back to planning and talked the two men's heads full with everything that we had chosen and thought of to get for the weddings and what we did not like and did not want at either one of the two weddings. I must admit they were either fine with listening to the two of us babble the whole night or they were able to keep their po