Part 4

Author: Mac

Disclaimer in Part 1


He was standing a few feet away from her. Her ankle was throbbing unmercifully now and there was no way she could out run them. He grabbed her arms and smashed his lips onto hers.

Michaela cried out, but the sound was muffled by his mouth. Her heartbeat quickened in fear. Her mind called for Sully. Where was he? He always knew when she needed him!

"Get your filthy hands off her!" Someone exclaimed, yanking Chris away. Michaela fell to the ground next to an unconscious Billy. She watched as Sully attacked him.

She immediately rushed over to stop him. "Sully!" she cried, "I'm all right!"

He stopped and looked at Michaela. He got up and wrapped his arms around her. "I didn't mean to follow ya. I just got worried."

"I'm sorry I was so stupid," she replied.

"Dr. Mike!" The couple saw Matthew riding over to them. He looked around. "Are you all right?"

"I'm fine, Matthew. However, I think the two of them need to be taken into town."

He nodded and climbed off his horse. Sully helped her onto his.

"We'll tie them up and go into town together. Ya still hungry?"

"Not really, but we need to pick up Colleen and Brian anyway."


"Are ya sure you're okay, Ma?" Brian asked.

"I'm fine, Brian."

Colleen finished binding Michaela's ankle when Sully came in holding crutches. "Here ya go. Let's see ya walk on them."

Michaela stood up with Sully's help and took the crutches. They were the perfect size. She nodded and hobbled out of the clinic without a word. Colleen glanced over at Sully, who shrugged and followed Michaela.

"Brian," Colleen said, "let's go."

"Colleen, is Ma really okay?"

She sighed. "I don't know, but it sure is a good question."


Later that night, Michaela and Sully were sitting outside. Sully noticed that she was awfully quiet. "Michaela," he said quietly, not wanting to make her jump.

"Yes, Sully?"

"How are ya feeling?"

"Fine," she replied. "My ankle isn't throbbing incessantly anymore."

He sighed. "That's not what I meant and ya know it."

Tears formed in her eyes. She knew exactly what he meant. She didn't think she'd ever feel safe again. "Sully!" she cried.

He rushed over to her side and wrapped his arms around her. "It's all right, Michaela. I'm here to protect you. You're safe now."

"I love you," she whispered.

"I love you too."


Colleen found Michaela awake and sitting at the table early the next morning. "Hey, Ma," she said, kissing Michaela on the cheek.

"Good Morning, Colleen."

"Is there anything special you wanted for breakfast?"

Michaela thought for a few minutes. "You know, pancakes and sausage sound really good."

"Coming right up!"

"Wait, Colleen!" Michaela said, taking her daughter's hand. "Sit down, I want to talk to you about something."

"Yeah?" She asked if Colleen had heard what happened to her. "Dorothy told me. She, uh, thought it'd be easier for me to help ya if I knew."

Michaela nodded. "She's right, Colleen. I need you. I need all of you in some capacity."

"And we need you, Ma. When we heard you were attacked on the way to pick us up, I got so scared! I'm just glad you're all right. You have plenty of people in this town who care for ya and who'll protect ya."

"I know that now, Colleen," Michaela replied. She gave her a hug and laughed. "Now, where's my breakfast."