Back to Reality

~Stuart~

I wipe her brow again; the sweat keeps coming. I lean in close and hold my breath. I can hear her breathing, so that’s a good sign. I just wish she would wake up.

I may have been an asshole to Nikki while we were together, but I paid attention to her and learned a few things. Once I picked Nikki up from the borders, I brought her back to my place. The clinic would have been good, but I can’t be on packlands, and they would have thought that I was the one that put her in that position.

I cleaned up her wounds and applied first aid. That is what I learned from Nikki: how to keep someone alive as best as possible. I have no idea what Nikki went through, but I had to do everything I could to keep her alive. I owe her so much that this is just a tiny task.

We’ve been here for four days; Nikki has been like this for four days. I was able to get a former doctor to see her. He said I cleaned her up well, and there should be no worry about infections. He gave her some stitches and d