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and plenty of pillows and blankets. You can sleep until we get home.”
    “Will you hold my hand?”
    “Kate, you do take my breath away at times. Of course I’ll hold your hand. Forever, Kate. Forever.”
    Tom reached across the wheelchairs which were riding side by side and grasped her hand. And they rode down the long hospital corridor with their hands clasped tightly together.
    “Good grief. Would you look at the two of them coming down the hallway together? It’s enough to make you cry, or gag, or just smile,” Mike commented to John as they waited at the hospital’s front doors.
    “Try the smile. It’s the most appealing of the alternatives, and you do it so well,” John responded with a grin.
    Outside the hospital doors, John carefully scooped Kate out of her wheelchair, and before he could turn around, Kate looked at Tom’s wheelchair and the wheelchair she’d just left.
    “She’s really going to miss you.”
    “What the devil are you talking about, Kate?” Tom’s brow wrinkled in concern.
    “My delicate little push-mobile really liked your big, beautiful electric monster there.”
    “Kate, you’re beginning to scare me,” Tom said.
    “Sorry, love. Must be the medication.” Kate smiled faintly and snuggled into John’s arms as he carried her to the van.
    By the time they got Kate and Tom settled in the van, Kate was almost asleep. She looked up to see all three faces looking at her worriedly.
    “I’m okay, musketeers. Don’t worry. I’ll be fine when I wake up. But I can’t remember, is it one for all, or is it all for one? I can’t rememb...”
    “What the hell is she talking about?” Mike said, looking at Tom and John. “Musketeers? Push-mobiles and electric monsters? Let’s get our girl home where we can take care of her.”
     
    * * * *
     
    Kate awoke with a feeling of déjà vu. She had a vague recollection of being undressed and put to bed by John and Mike sometime in the distant past.
    “Screw trying to put a nightgown on her. She can sleep in the buff, can’t she?” Mike asked close to her ear.
    “Damn straight! We’ll just cover her up warmly. What do you say, Tom?”
    “Before my accident, Kate slept in the nude all the time. It’s no problem.”
    “Hey…guys. Can you help me sit up?”
    Kate struggled to pull the sheet over her naked breasts while Mike and John piled pillows against the headboard and eased her up into a sitting position.
    “Kate! How’re you doing, babe? You had us so worried. Are you in pain? Do you need another pain pill?” Tom maneuvered his wheelchair next to the bed, anxiously looking into her eyes, while Mike and John hovered nearby.
    “Not right now. That last one really knocked me out. But I do have to go to the bathroom. And suddenly I’m starving. However, the bathroom ranks highest in priority. So, if you guys will give me some privacy, I’d appreciate it.”
    Kate got as far as swinging her legs to the side of the bed before John swooped in, tossed the sheet aside, picked her up stark-naked, and walked into the bathroom with her and placed her on the toilet seat.
    Her sputters of outrage fell on deaf ears.
    “Here’s how it’s going to be for the next twenty-four hours. You will not get up by yourself, especially if you are feeling light-headed, and no bathing or showering by yourself.”
    “Get out of here,” Kate growled. “Now.”
    “Okay, here’s a washcloth and towel. Your toothbrush and toothpaste are next to the sink. Call when you’re ready to come out.” John left the bathroom, shutting the door behind him.
    John turned back to the bathroom door. “And, no locks on the doors, Kate. Until we know if that blow to the head is going to affect you, we need to be able to get to you in an emergency. Do you understand?”
    Her only response was the flushing of the toilet.
    “Well, I guess that told you, John,” said Tom with a smile. “You really don’t have to worry about Kate, she’s got a lot of common sense