Her brows furrowed gently as she shifted to sit up, one hand moving to rub her head as her eyes fluttered open again and she met his gaze. Sighing deeply, she rested her head back against the wall and reached out slowly to brush her fingers down his cheek. "Brett... Are you okay?" She didn't care about anything else but him and making sure that he was alright - that was the scariest thing about all this, was knowing that he was constantly putting himself in danger. -- Luca Difranco's Apartment

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Date Posted: 23:45:38 12/12/04 Sun
Author: Dom
Subject: Her brows furrowed gently as she shifted to sit up, one hand moving to rub her head as her eyes fluttered open again and she met his gaze. Sighing deeply, she rested her head back against the wall and reached out slowly to brush her fingers down his cheek. "Brett... Are you okay?" She didn't care about anything else but him and making sure that he was alright - that was the scariest thing about all this, was knowing that he was constantly putting himself in danger.
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He nodded, pushing aside his pain to focus on her, his fingers shifting to search through her hair for a lump on her head, finding the gentle swelling. "Sweetheart, I am so sorry..." He stated, shaking his head as he rocked back on his heels - still kneeling in front of her. "That didn't go well at all..." He was to distracted by her to have accomplished anything but that was to expected really, how could he focus when the woman he loved was in danger. "Your head pounding?" He questioned, letting out a soft breath as he slowly stood to glance out the window - Luca was gone, this was a mess. (NT) -- Brett, 14:15:07 12/13/04 Mon