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covering her back. She tried not to think of what had put them there, but she couldn't help imagining Cam
flung to the ground, rocks and debris raining down on her during the blast.
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"It isn't as bad..." Cam began, sensing her hesitate, but Blair stopped her.
"Yes, I know. It isn't as bad as it looks." She put it from her mind for the moment. When she had Cam
naked, she took off her own clothes. She started the water in the shower and drew Cam in with her.
"Oh God," Cam groaned softly. "That feels so good."
"Mmm," Blair responded, finally beginning to relax herself. She reached for the soap and worked the
lather over Cam's body.
"And that feels even better," Cam whispered, her eyes closing. She was nearly asleep standing up. The
hot steam and Blair's soft hands lulled her into a state of near torpor. By the time Blair was finished
washing Cam's hair, she wasn't sure she would be able to remain standing.
"I'm not going to be much good for anything in another minute," Cam murmured, her speech slurred with
fatigue.
Blair wrapped her in a large towel and brushed the damp hair back from her forehand. She kissed her
gently on the mouth. "Believe me, Commander, you are good for a great many things, which I'm sure
you'll remember after a little sleep. If not," she added as she led the way to the bedroom, "I'll be sure to
remind you."
*****
Renee Savard opened her eyes and tried to focus on the figure leaning over her. Finally, she said, "Hi."
Stark smiled. "Hi yourself."
Savard carefully took stock, assuring herself that she could feel the bed covers touching each foot and
each hand. Then she wiggled her fingers and toes, finally sighing with relief. "Apparently everything is
working, yeah?"
"The doctors say you'll be fine," Stark said, a small catch in her voice.
"You want to give me a rundown of what 'fine' means?" Savard said quietly.
"I guess the doctors should probably do that," Stark hedged.
"Paula," Savard said, and this time her voice trembled. "I'd prefer hearing it from you."
"Hey," Stark said gently, reaching for her hand, cradling her fingers between her own palms. "You're
okay, Renee, really. You took a bullet in the left shoulder. They said it pretty much severed the major
vein from your arm. But the nerves are okay -- they think you'll have a little weakness for a few months.
You bled like hell though, and they gave you transfusions for that. You've been out of it for a day and a
half because of all the anesthesia and the shock. But, you're going to be fine, Renee."
Savard closed her eyes for a few seconds, and when she opened them, her smile was stronger. "That
doesn't sound too bad. A little rehab and I should be back in the field, right?"
"Don't see why not," Stark said positively, although at the moment she didn't want to think about that.
She still couldn't shake the feeling of terror she'd had when she'd found her on the ground, lying so still,
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covered in blood.
"Did I get him?" Savard asked.
This time, Stark's smile was brilliant and her eyes flickered with something hard and edgy. "Oh yeah, you
got him. You got him in about a million pieces. He took a little unexpected ride on his own rocket fuel.
Straight to hell, I hope." She forced back the rage. Later. There would be time to let it out later. "You're
a hero, Renee. You deserve all the credit you get."
Savard shook her head. "I don't think so, Paula. Roberts was all over it out there. If it hadn't been for
her..." She broke off abruptly and her eyes widened, more fear-filled than when she had first awakened
and realized that she was in a hospital bed. "Oh God! Is she all right? Ellen Grant? What about Grant?
There was an explosion..."
"They're both okay," Stark said quickly. "Grant will be in here a while but the Commander has already
been released."
Rene closed her eyes for a few seconds. "Thank God," she murmured.God, is it finally over then? She
was beginning to remember -- running through the dark, the flash of the explosion, the tearing pain in her
shoulder.
Stark frowned when she realized that Savard was trembling. "I should go. You need to rest."
Savard opened her eyes again. Softly, she said, "You look like you could use some, too."
"Yeah, maybe," Stark said with a sheepish grin. She was actually about to fall down she was so tired.
But she couldn't leave just yet. "So...uh...Savard -- just in case you have any memory problems, you
know -- from this little...uh, episode...I...uh...wanted to remind you that we -- you know -- have a date.
Right?"
Renee Savard smiled, and this time her eyes sparkled with their old vitality. "You don't need to worry,
Agent Stark. It would take more than a bullet to make me forget that."
*****
When Cam awoke, she was naked in bed and Blair was beside her. For a few moments, she lay quietly,
simply luxuriating in the feel of Blair's arm possessively draped across her body. She liked the weight of
it, the quiet reminder that she belonged there--with her.
"He's really dead, isn't he?" Blair said into the still darkness, part statement, part question.
"Yes," Cam said, reaching for Blair's hand, interlacing her fingers with Blair's and squeezing gently. "We [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]