"I'm so glad you're here," Denise welcomed Meredith into the hospital room she still occupied.Meredith waved, trying to be quiet as she saw Liam curled up in the corner on a pulled out cot. "Should I come back later?" she whispered, pointing at Liam."Nah, I'm up," he sat up, yawning as he ran his hands over his eyes. "Did Tyler bring you?""Yeah, he's downstairs grabbing some coffee. He told me to let you know if you were awake, you could come join. I think he was gonna go get some breakfast at Donna's.""Oh, I am all over that. This hospital food sucks donkey balls. You don't mind do you?" he asked her as he sat up, straightening his clothes out."Sure don't.""You'll be good?" Liam asked, turning to face Denise."I'll be fine. I told you that you could go home last night. Remember?"Meredith watched as they argued good-naturedly."I am not leaving you up here in this place by yourself. Don't even ask me to do that again. I thought we settled that.""We did," she
"Jagger, do you think you could come help me?" Meredith yelled from the room that housed her storage materials. Tyler had set a box just a fingertip too high for her to get, and he'd left to go do a run for the club.She had been going through everything with a fine tooth comb, only stopping to take clothes and the kids to Denise. When the trip had gone off with only a few minor speed bumps, it had reiterated to her that this was the right thing to do. She still had yet to find anything that pointed to her attacker."Yeah," Jagger said coming into the room. "What can I do for ya?""I need that box up there, Tyler put it a little too high for me to get to it," she pointed to the box in question. "Be careful," she cautioned."The curse is over," he pointed out as he grabbed it over his head.In the blink of an eye, he lost his grip and it fell, busting open. "Fuck," he mumbled."Curse is over, huh?" she couldn't help the grin that broke across her face."I thought so anyway
Jagger had to admit he was nervous. Standing in front of Tyler, knowing that you'd pissed him the fuck off was not the best feeling in the world."You know this is extremely disrespectful, my brother," Tyler started, pacing the room like a caged wolf."I know," Jagger swallowed hard. There was no sense in trying to make excuses for what he had done. None of them would matter. Now was the time to take his punishment like a member of this club.The big man stalked up to him, and he could feel the anger rolling off of him in waves. "I'm holding myself back from beatin' you to a bloody pulp because I know you were just trying to do something nice for the woman I care about. For that I'm going to give you fair warning. You do it again and I will kick your ass from here to next Sunday."The breath Jagger had been holding came out in a rush. He visibly relaxed. It was then that Tyler grabbed him by the sides of his cut and shoved him against the wall."Anyone asks and I gave you mot
He sat there on the bed, taking the blows that she directed towards his body. She was pissed and they hurt, but he would take whatever she could dish out."Stop making decisions for me, I am my own person and I can make my own decisions," she cried out, pushing him back on the bed where he landed with a thump."Then start making them," he goaded her.She realized he was right. She hadn't made any kind of decision really without talking it over with someone since her attack. Doc Jones, him, Denise. Someone always had to be a sounding board before she made her decision or plan of attack. It stopped tonight, it stopped right now."What are you doing?" he asked as he caught the glint of defiance in her eyes."Making my own decision," she thrust the words out at him.He watched as she kicked off her shoes and then reached down to the button of her jeans. Within moments she'd unbuttoned them and stripped herself of the heavy material, along with her underwear. The long sleeve shi
She walked over to where he sat on the bed, his mouth hanging open in awe. Maybe he hadn't expected her to be so forward, but she enjoyed the fact that he seemed to be speechless. Running her hands over his cut, she slipped it off his shoulders and set it with care on the chair that sat near the bed.As she turned around, she saw his hands go to the hem of the thermal shirt he wore."Uh uh," she shook her finger at him. "I get to do this.""Then by all means, don't let me take anything away from you," he told her, dropping his hands and then using them to lean back with. "Do whatever you want."Putting her own hands at the hem of his shirt, she ran them up underneath, feeling the warmth and smoothness of the skin there. As she ran them up, she caught the material of the shirt and took it off as she ran her hands up to his shoulders. Appreciation colored her cheeks."I never see you work out, but you really do have the body of a God," she complimented.His laugh was a little
Meredith was running through a dark alley. The ground wet with a recent rain, the smell of garbage pungent in her nose. She didn't know where she was going, she only felt an urgency that she had to get there quickly. Footsteps were coming up behind her, but she didn't know if they were friend or foe. Turning her head to the side, she tried to see behind her, but all she saw was darkness. The feeling of panic began to overtake her. She could feel the person gaining on her, causing her to break into a full-on run. Her arms pumped at her sides, her hamstrings and calves screamed as she pushed herself to go even faster. She looked around everywhere in this never ending alley, trying to find a door to go into. Just as she saw one up ahead, a hand clamped down on her shoulder and she screamed."Mer? It's me, you're okay," Tyler cooed to the woman in his arms.She had awakened him moments before while thrashing against the sheets, her arms and legs moving like she was running from someone
"How have you been since our last session?"Meredith sat forward in her seat, a huge smile on her face. She had never been this excited to talk to Doc Jones."Tyler is no longer sleeping on the floor."Doc Jones clapped her hands together, excited for her patient. "That's a huge step. How have you been handling it?""Not too bad if I do say so myself. I had a nightmare last night, but I don't think it was necessarily because we had sexual intercourse. I think it was something else.""Define something else.""I recently decided I want to find out who did this to me."That was a bomb if Doc Jones had ever heard one. The progress Meredith had made was substantial, but this was more than she'd ever hoped for."Are you really sure you're ready for this?"Meredith nodded, crossing her legs. "I'm as sure as I can be. I'm sick of living with this hanging over my head. Tyler has promised to help me, and together we're doing this."Carefully, Doc Jones sat forward. "I caution
"Not that I'm not happy to have you here, but what the hell is goin' on with you?"Meredith looked up from her phone, not sure how long she had been staring at it. Obviously a long time since Denise looked seriously pissed. What Tyler had thought would be an amazing idea had really started to backfire on her."What do you mean?""You're tense, edgy, distracted. And you keep looking at that damn phone. What the hell is goin' on?" Denise demanded.Pasting on a happy smile, Meredith shook her head. "I'm not sure what you're talking about.""Don't use your reporter face on me. Seriously, is something wrong with you?"It was on the tip of her tongue to tell Denise everything. She wanted to badly. The two of them had confided in one another over so many things since their rough beginnings of friendship. But she just couldn't do it. Not with this. It would put this woman right dead center in the middle of whatever was happening."I had a nightmare last night. My first one in a l