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someone to come in.
    Two men walk into the room, one followed by the other. I take a double take at them both; they’re the guys from the diner…the ones that were giving Gretchen a hard time. My protective barrier goes into hyper drive and I take a step closer to my blue-haired goddess.
    I have no idea who they are or how they’re associated to her, but I’ll be damned if I let them anywhere near her. The tension is so thick that it feels like the air is being sucked out of the room. I look down to see that Gretchen has her eyes closed and turn my glare back to the three men. Looking at each one, I can feel the intensity in my eyes burning a hole in each of them.
    The officer moves in closer to the side of Gretchen’s bed and extends his hand to me.
    “I’m Officer Donovan,” the cop says, pulling his arm back to his side.
    “I’m Christian. I’m the orderly that took Gretchen for her CT scan. She may have a concussion, so I’ve chosen to sit with her and make sure she’s awake for the next few hours.”
    My eyes once again scan the room, my stare landing on one of the guys. I don’t like the way he’s been looking at Gretchen. His stare is full of regret and anger, yet his body language shows that he’s anxious to be in this room.
    “Well, wasn’t that kind of you?” he mumbles under his breath.
    I look to the other guys and then back to the asshole. Who the fuck does he think he is? He has no clue what this poor girl has been through tonight. Had it not been for me, she’d have been all alone all this time.
    “Yeah, well she doesn’t have any friends to be by her side. Right now she needs anyone that’s willing to stay with her and keep her company.”
    The quiet, bald-headed guy moves in closer to the bed, standing tall as if he’s ready to attack me.
    “She has friends right here. There’s no need for you to stay as her watch dog. We’ve got it from here,” he barks at me.
    Fucking prick. There’s no way in hell I’m going to take shit from them. Where the hell have they been all night? Sure as fuck not here…but I was.
    “You guys could’ve fooled me. Some friends she’s got if no one has been here the whole time I have.”
    My stare, now filled with hatred, turns to the prick and then back to the asshole. This is no time for a pissing match; Gretchen needs those closest to her to be there for her. Obviously, these two are clueless how to care for a friend in need.
    Looking back down at her, I can see she’s beginning to stir and her eyes open.  I watch as she looks at the room, paying close attention to the asshole standing across from us. Tears start to fill her eyes, and all I want to do is kick them out and hold her, letting her know that whatever has happened will be okay.
    The asshole turns his body away from the bed and to the officer.
    “When can we start to get the details of the others that were brought in here?” he asks.
    What the hell is he talking about? What others? Could he be referring to the same people that Gretchen was asking about?
    “I need to ask Miss Powers a few questions. Would you two mind stepping out of the room for a few minutes?”
    “Hell yes, I mind,” he curses back to the officer.
    “You want answers, Mr. Rinnich, and I need to do my job. Now, see yourself out of the room and let me talk to Miss Powers in private.”
    The officer scans the room, looking at the prick and then to me. There’s no way in hell I’m leaving her side, not with these clowns causing her more emotional grief.
    “That goes for everyone,” the officer says, gesturing for the three of us to exit the room.
    The two men leave the room while I continue to keep my feet firmly planted on the floor. Moving to the other side of the room, I plead with the officer to let me stay. She needs support right now, and after seeing the way she was affected by those two, she needs me more than ever.
    I turn to face her, her expression filled with so many