Another nurse was at her side. I barreled past her and climbed right into the bed.
“Be careful,” the woman scolded.
“Get out,” I growled, and she gasped.
Amnesia climbed into my lap before I was even fully sitting. The long tubing of her IV tangled around us, but I ignored it and wrapped her against my chest.
“I’m here now, baby,” I whispered, rubbing down her arm.
“Where were you?” she asked, a catch in her voice.
“I was lost,” I whispered. “But I’m not anymore.”
“Lost where?” She pressed into my neck.
“It doesn’t even matter,” I told her, kissing the top of her head. “What happened while I was gone?” I asked.
Amnesia tilted her head back, looking up with swollen, tear-filled eyes. “They came back,” she rasped, clutching the front of my shirt. “In this room.”
I glanced up at Ellen, who had walked farther into the room. Her face was grim and she nodded. “You saw them, too?” I asked, shocked.
“I saw someone running down the hallway. Security is sweeping the building.”
“Do you believe me now?” Am cried, turning toward the nurses who stood around the room.
Dr. Beck rounded the doorway and stepped into the room with a syringe.
Amnesia saw and shrank into me. “No.” She shook her head. “No way. The last time I fell asleep in here, someone snuck in my room.”
I frowned. “You were sleeping?”
She nodded.
“She needs to calm down. She could go into shock again,” Dr. Beck said sternly. Clearly, he didn’t approve of me being in her bed.
Too damn bad.
“Just give us a minute,” I said. “I’ll calm her down.”
“She’s too dependent on you, Eddie,” Dr. Beck practically barked.
“I am not,” Amnesia argued.
Maybe she was. Hell, I was dependent on her, too. Knowing it didn’t mean I’d change it, though.
“Give us a few minutes.” I urged.
“The police are on their way,” he said as if it were some kind of warning.
“Send them in when they get here,” I told him calmly.
Everyone shuffled out, closing the door behind them.
“Tell me,” I said, stroking her hair.
“They were at the lake. They taunted me when I was lying there in the grass.”
My body went rigid. “What?”