Pacific Northwest Werebears(59)

“Jinger, sweet girl, you can hear me can’t you!” Wyatt was trying to be as quiet as he could. But watching that perfect little pinkie wiggle back and forth on the blanket was the sweetest sight in the world.

He rang the nurse’s button but didn’t take his eyes off that hand. The nurse came in and he showed her the vitals and told her about the movement.

“Hold her hand, keep talking to her. See if you can get her to do more,” she instructed.

Wyatt picked up her hand, brought it to his lips and promised, “Gingersnap, you squeeze my hand and I’ll buy you a pony!”

The nurse laughed at this but was watching their clasped hands also.

In her mind, Jinger could feel warmth surrounding her hand. Soft but hard, she liked that feeling. The voice said something about a pony, she’d always loved horses. She wanted to tell the voice she liked ponies so she reached out to the warmth and touched all of her fingers to the heat.

“Yes!” Wyatt yelled to the nurse and they both watched Jinger’s fingers curl around his hand.

“This is good, very good Wyatt. I’m going to go call the doctor and give him an update. Keep talking to her,” she said leaving the room.

“My girl, you are so brave and strong. I knew you could do this, now I want to see those beautiful grey eyes. I know it’s hard, baby, but you have to try. Think about it, open your eyes and see me.”

The darkness around Jinger was fading. It was so bright she wanted to pull away and find the quiet again. But something told her she didn’t have a choice of going back there. The warm voice was a little clearer and behind that voice she could hear a rumbling growl. She didn’t know what to make of that, but she knew she wasn’t scared of it. Something told her the growl and the voice were the same.





Chapter 16




Wyatt looked around the room and adjusted the light so just a small glow behind the bed was on.

“Sweetness, I’ve turned down the lights. You can open your eyes now, it won’t hurt.”

Jinger felt some of the glare dim and the fog was almost gone. The light was warmer and the heat surrounding her hand felt like it was traveling up her arm, circling her head. It was nice.

The voice was talking about lights and eyes. She had thought her eyes were open. She’d seen the dark and the fog hadn’t she? What if the fog wasn’t real? Maybe she was dreaming, that meant she just needed to wake up. How did you wake up from a dream?

A soft heat caressed over her lips, that was nicer than the hand. She wanted more of that. The touch to her lips made the warmth travel down her body. She hadn’t realized she couldn’t feel her body until now. The curling sensation coursed down her limbs and she felt them. Really felt them. Legs, arms, hands, and an odd dense pain on her stomach.

Wyatt turned and saw Jinger’s parents practically running into the room, their expressions scared and hopeful.

“Is she…” her mother asked.

“She moved her hand, we are working on eyes now,” Wyatt said turning back to Jinger.

“Baby, your parents are here. They want you to wake up too. Please, open your eyes.”

Jinger heard the voice mention her parents. She missed them, it’d be nice to see them again. She couldn’t tell how long she was in the dark, but it seemed like it had been forever.

She felt that warmth touch both of her eyelids.

Wyatt placed tender kisses on her closed eyelids, not caring her parents were watching.

“It’s ok, gingersnap. I’ve got you, it’s safe to open your eyes. I won’t let anything bad happen to you ever again. I swear it.”

Jinger knew that voice finally. That growling rumble was Wyatt and he wanted her to wake up from her dream. She’d like to see him too. She tried to focus on the light in the distance, she moved closer to it and even though it hurt her eyes she didn’t blink away.

Wyatt watched as her eyes moved behind her lids, flicking back and forth like she was searching. A flutter, then another as her lashes tipped up and down. Then slowly, like the gates of heaven opening, Wyatt saw grey eyes shining up at him.

“Wyatt?” She heard her own voice croak out.

“Oh baby, yes, I’m here,” he said placing kisses over her face.

“Jinger, we’re here too,” her mother called out coming to the other side of the bed.

“Mom? Dad?”

“Oh sweetie, we are so happy to see you awake,” her dad said leaning over the bed.

“Where am I?”

“County hospital, you had an accident. You went over an embankment and they didn’t find you until the next morning. You’ve been asleep for four days.” Wyatt told her. He didn’t think he needed to overwhelm her with the details just yet.