I know that this is short but, I just wanted to get it finished! Hope someone reads it:-)
Thanks again for all of you who were so nice to send me encouragment. I just got sidetracked in other Fiction Universes. I will be back with another Jeremiah story soon!!!
"This one needs some rest, Kurdy." Casey stated with a warm smile. She walked past the large man to check up on her patient. "How are you feeling?" She asked with a genuine smile.
"Much better." Rita blinked against the light as Casey flipped it in front of her eyes watching her pupils respond. Her voice sounded groggy as she spoke up.
"I think you look much better than you did when you came in." Casey offered.
"Come back to see me later?" Rita asked her special friend with a yawn.
"You bet." Kurdy responded as he leaned over to kiss her softly on her warm full lips.
"I think that Jeremiah's awake." Casey whispered to Kurdy.
"He is!" Kurdy responded almost screaming.
"Shhhhh! Yes and he's asking for you." She pointed out. "I'll take care of Rita; you go see your friend."
Kurdy glanced one more time over at Rita who was already starting to drift off to sleep again. Her sallow features were so beautiful in the gentle light that glowed over her head. He watched as Casey turned the overhead light off and tucked the young woman in tightly. He thought to himself. "She's in very good hands."
Jeremiah's skin was also pale. He was tucked gently under sheets. He lay on his stomach with pillows filling in all around him to keep him comfortable. His eyes fluttered open when he heard the steps as he entered the room.
"How is she?" Jeremiah cleared his voice and asked his friend.
"Rita? She'll live. She has a pretty nasty cut to his leg but they got it stitched up, she's gonna be fine." Kurdy answered squatting down next to Jeremiah. "How are you?" He asked grabbing his friend's hand.
"Couple of days and I'll be ready for gymnastic lessons again." Jeremiah teased.
"Sounds like you haven't lost your sense of humor." Marcus Alexander stated as he walked into the room.
"You didn't wreck us." Jeremiah jibed.
Marcus rubbed the back of his neck with his right hand as he started to turn red.
"It was all those driving lessons." Erin pointed out as she walked in behind him.
"Hey." Jeremiah smiled as the trio circled around his bed.
"It's a mess out there." Marcus pointed out as he leaned against a heating unit.
"Marcus, there's a lot of nasty people in the world." Jeremiah began. "There always has been and always will be. We can't be chased off by the nasty people every time or we'll never get anything rebuilt."
"You have a pretty good outlook, Jeremiah." Marcus nodded his head.
"Of course I do. That's the only way to survive out there. I'd be dead if Rita's brother, a complete stranger, hadn't put his own life on the line for me. That one town isn't a reason to stop and hide. They are the reason to stand up and fight." Jeremiah responded.
"I agree, Marcus." Erin responded. "There's a lot we can still do. A lot we can fix. There will always be radicals and tyrants out there. By us taking a stand against them we can take a stand towards our future."
Jeremiah and Kurdy both looked at each other with a puzzled expression on their faces. Erin had actually defended continuing on in the world.
"Good. I just wanted to make sure that my three favorite people felt like there was a difference to be made in this world still." Marcus responded dryly. "Now if you'll excuse me, I have something I need to attend to."
"Thank you, Erin." Kurdy stated with surprise.
"You're welcome." She smiled. "You get better." Erin walked out shortly behind Marcus. Jeremiah and Kurdy still puzzled.
"We'll I have something to attend to as well." Kurdy raised cocked an eyebrow as he walked out of the room.
Jeremiah sat still watching his best friend leave. Honestly he was happy for the big man. He had found something, someone he liked enough to commit too since he lost Elizabeth. He soon found that he was groggy enough go back to sleep. What ever was wrong with the world wasn't going to be fixed over night, it hadn't fallen apart that quickly. It would take time and a lot of sacrifice. Sacrifice was what he was willing to do to never have to see what he saw in that town ever again.