I... I don't know just Carl and I being shot and then waking up in the morgue after some insane nightmares. The old man said I would remember more but it would take time and to stay.close to my guardian.
She smiled at his comforting words and watched his eyes.
So... Never really lived with anyone before... Long term. What do we...
She took his hand her eyes held a thousand mile stare to them for a long moment.
Case... Your case before you got called to the morgue... You know he is guilty... But he will walk they won't talk... More scared of cops and this vermin than just talking...
She let go of his hand quickly and nearly leaped across the room from him shaking.
He couldn't believe what he was hearing. She was foretelling the future. How was this possible? How did he get mixed up in all of this? Was this a dream?
He tried to get her to relax. Her shaking had him worried. She was his to protect, and the shaking concerned him that there could be something he couldn't control. "I will follow you and protect you no matter what it is you need to do." He wrapped his arm around her in an effort to comfort her.
He caressed her arm with his hand as he held her. He wanted to do whatever he could to assure her that he was going to take care of her and protect her.
"You are going to be fine. I am going to go into the bedroom and change the sheets and clean up a little for you." He kissed her cheek and got up and went into the bedroom.
He made up the bed with fresh sheets and a clean blanket. He tidied up the room a little; feeling uncomfortable with a woman staying in a room that wasn't neat. All the time his mind wandered over just what he was getting himself into. It was crazy. He had no idea what was going on, but he was feeling very protective of her.