Ainslie heard the sirens and then the EMT's but she still jumped when hands were put onto her. She didn't want to be alone with these people unable to see. She felt like a newborn baby scared of every noise and every touch. The only thing that sounded familiar to her now, was Grant's.
Her head was pounding harder now and she faintly heard Grant tell them he was her fiance. Ainslie almost opened her mouth to protest, but quickly shut it again. She wanted him along with her. He was comforting. When she felt him take her hand she let out a breath of relief and those words, the simple assurance that he was there, comforted her.
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After hours of tests at the hospital and lots of questions she was left just as confused as they seemed to be. She seemed to only be able to give them her first name. She couldn't tell them where she was from, what she did for a living, nothing that seemed to be able to place her. Almost as if she was Ainslie Doe. She still knew where she came from her address, everything, but she physically could not get the words out of her mouth.
They assumed form her silence that she just didn't know. It was frustrating and draining and it didn't help that she was blind and she couldn't tell them why. For one she didn't know, and her one guess was that witch that she thought was a dream and she couldn't tell them about that either. Not that she would try, they would think her crazy. Still she wasn't quite sure if this was all a dream.
With directions for her to rest, the doctor told her she would be out of there soon, the pain in her head was a bit less with the painkillers and she heard the doctor ask to speak to Grant outside, not wanting to upset her more. That just made her more frustrated, she didn't have amnesia! She wasn't some child to be protected, but she said nothing just laying back on the bed, wishing she could see her surroundings. Maybe then this would all be less frustrating and terrifying.
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