Jessica Thompson started yawning and stretching. She was just starting to wake up from what seemed like the longest sleep she had ever had. The type of hard sleep that makes you forget pretty much everything except your name. Jessi was taking her time waking up, just laying in bed with her eyes closed. Then the thought came to her, why was her fan off? She always had a fan running year around because of the white noise. She opened her eyes to see what was going on. She knew Richard wouldn’t have cut it off.<br/><br/>She was in a hospital bed! Why in the world would she be here and why was there no noise. Forget the fan, where were the beeps and all the annoying hospital noises? She started to pick up her head to get a better look around and the room began to spin. Panic set in almost instantly as she tried to view her surroundings without moving to much, but she didn’t want to feel the dizziness again. She saw that there wasn’t anything attached to her and she wasn’t even in a hospital gown. How was that possible? If she had come by ambulance it should have been serious enough for the hospital personal to take off her clothes, or at the very least torn them open to treat her. If that wasn’t the case why did she not remember what was going on?<br/><br/>Dizziness or not she had to figure something out and soon. Jessi slowly started to sit up, making sure that the room wouldn’t turn into a fun-house again before she made the next move. Maybe that was why she was in the hospital but it didn’t explain why she wasn’t being monitored. Pulling herself carefully out of the bed she took her first uncertain steps towards the door of her room. “Yay,” she exclaimed softly trying to celebrate the little victory, but as she said it it also startled her because of how quite everything was. The panic started to rise up, leaving a sour feeling in the pit of her stomach, because she should have seen or at least heard someone talking by now. “Well let’s figure this out,” she said to herself, trying to cling to what little courage she had in the moment. She was just about to the door when she heard a familiar voice calling out.<br/><br/><i>Jessi where are you?</i>It was Richard, oh how lovely it was to hear his voice. Jessi turned left out of the room in search of him. “Richard,” she screamed needing to know she picked the right direction. She picked up speed in anticipation of seeing her husband and not being alone anymore. A few rooms down she came to a nurse’s station and across the way was her husband holding onto the railing. She ran to him with open arms. In her excitement she tackled him into the wall with her affections. The grunt that issued forth from him told her that she needed to turn down her passion a few notches.<br/><br/>Jessica’s uneasiness faded away now that she reunited with him. He was her rock, her knight, and she knew that they could deal with anything now that they were together. After standing there holding each other for a few precious moments she knew that they needed to start figuring out what was going on. Seeing that his own legs were quivering, she helped him over to the nurse’s area where they could both take a seat. “Do you know what’s going on Richard,” she asked as she looked around at the hospital paperwork laying on the workstation. Not seeing anything that could be useful to their situation, she reached down towards the nearest computer tower and tried to turn it on.