Forgiveness.

Emily's POV

I open my eyes slowly and feel grateful for the darkness that welcomes me. I'm not ready for any bright lights just yet. My body screams out in pain and I groan quietly, shifting out of the position I'm in. I pull back the covers and glance back down at the ugly white plaster on my stomach.

Bile rises to the back of my throat as the images come flashing back to me . . . the gunshot, Jake's screams and then darkness.

Complete darkness.

It makes sense that I was in a hospital room. The smell is clear in the air and I'm hooked up to several different machines. The steady beeps and my breathing are the only sounds in the dark room. DC Jones face flashes through my mind and I immediately begin to shake, my hands trembling in fear.

Calm down Emily, you're safe now.

Am I safe? Is DC Jones locked up? Did Jake kill him? Where is Jake?