Ember and I will have Silvius speak with you later.” The girl he called Maria nodded. She looked over at Ember and smiled, though it looked forced. Ember tried to smile back at the short, Hispanic female. Her brown hair, so dark it was almost black was pulled into a ponytail and she wore scrubs of a flattering pastel green. The green caused her beautiful doe brown eyes to shine. She appeared pale and Ember wondered what caused her to seem as if she had seen a ghost.
“Hello, Ember. My name is Maria and I am a nurse at Trinity Heart. Do you remember what happened?” Maria asked her. Ember shook her head. She remembered some, but not all of what had happened. “You were brought into the Emergency Room by ambulance. You were beaten up pretty badly. We were trying to stabilize you, but Ceylon,” she said as she pointed to the baby-faced male that stood silently watching from the door, “He recommended your transfer to one of the Salinian ships for treatment. Dr. Langston, the Chief of Staff agreed and I accompanied you here. I know that what we did was not normal and probably unethical, but the truth is I am glad he decided to allow your transfer.”
“Why?” Ember asked her voice hoarse from disuse.
“To put it bluntly, you were dying. We couldn’t keep you stabilized long enough. After looking at the information from your medical scan, you were going down so fast because of damage to the brain stem. Ceylon’s intervention saved your life.” Maria answered.
Ember nodded and looked up at the man she had called Ceylon. She took in his very tall frame that boasted lean muscles that even his loose pants and shirt couldn’t hide. They stretched lovingly over his chest and thighs drawing her attention and causing her to be embarrassed at her line of thoughts. He wore the green scrubs that said ‘Trinity Heart Hospital’ on the front pocket. She smiled at him before saying, “Thank you.” He smiled back at her and it was like the sun had come out to shine. His whole face lit up with it. Ember looked back at Maria and said, “While I am grateful, I was wondering if I could get some clothes. I feel really vulnerable.” Maria looked at Ceylon in question and he seemed perplexed as if she had asked for the moon and the stars. Maria seemed to read his mind and answered for him, “You were transported to this ship and I came with you from the ER. I don’t have a spare set of clothing and this ship is full of males. I don’t think they have clothing for you.”
The momentary panic that enveloped Ember at the thought of being around so many males was quickly doused with the logical thought that they’d had ample time to hurt her. Tamping down her panic, Ember pointed to Ceylon and said, “Would it be possible to borrow one of your shirts? I think I’d feel a little better if I had something a little less risqué than this sheet.” Ceylon nodded and left the room. Ember turned her attention back to Maria whose face was still pale even though she moved with the efficiency born of competence in her job. “Did they catch him?” Ember asked quietly. Maria looked at her questioningly. Ember sighed wishing she didn’t have to tell the sordid tale or any part of it, “My husband. Did they catch him for what he did?”
Maria’s eyes widened for a brief moment before stating, “I really don’t know. I’d have to contact Trinity Heart and see if they know. Like I said you were in bad shape so I focused on you. As soon as Ceylon comes back I will ask them if I can contact the police or Trinity Heart and find out.” Maria said grabbing Ember’s hand and taking her pulse rate. Ember took stock of her situation. She was in a ship with aliens who had saved her life from her masochistic husband. She didn’t know if said masochistic husband had been taken into custody. She was back to where she first started a battered wife whom people looked upon with pity. She wasn’t going back this time.