I just stared at phone as I felt my world begin to crumble around me, I was only brought back to the present by Lucy calling me, 'Abby...Abby where are you?' I stumbled out side, not seeing properly as my vision blurred with tears. 'adam' was all i managed to choke out before I collapsed in a heap beside her sobbing on her shoulder. She left me crying in the garden as she dashed about putting Amelie in the car seat, and grabbing the keys and then dragging me to the car. She had to drive as I was curled up tightly in a ball crying quietly to myself. We ran in the hospital and we were lead to where Adam was, when I saw him my hands flew to my mouth. He was surrounded by machines each one beeping at different pitches. There were tubes coming out of his arms connected to some of the machines. His eyes were closed and his face looked peaceful, but the damage to his body told a different story. He had a wound on the length of his arm that had been stitched, a small cut across his cheek, a dark purple bruise around his eye. 'what...what happened?' I asked not sure if I wanted to know. 'they were caught in a bomb blast.' the doctor said, 'he's recovering nicely though, should come round today.' I wanted to run to him and bury my head in his neck, but I was too scared that I would hurt him. Instead I sat quietly watching him, and holding Amelie who was peacefully snuggled to my chest.
The doctor was wrong, Adam didn't wake up that day, or the next, or the next, it had been nearly a week since he should have come round and I was getting visibly anxious. Lucy came in to check on Amelie, while I sat staring at Adam ringing my hands, I would pace around and then go over and kiss his cheek trying to coax him into waking up.
It was over week after he was supposed to wake up that he actually did. I was dozing on the chair, Amelie sleeping peacefully in her Moses basket at my feet. I heard something move, and my eyes shot open, I saw Adam open his eyes a crack, slowly blinking them as they adjusted to the harsh lights of the hospital. I leapt up and wrapped my arms around him, kissing him. 'Adam...oh Adam.' I said stroking his face gently, his eyes looked bewildered, he suddenly pushed me away roughly and said 'who are you?'
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