After half an hour of Ana telling her story with several interruptions of interrogation like questions from Damon, a nurse came in. Damon glared at her with those intense chocolate, gold flecked eyes making the nurse shrink back.
“I need to check her vitals…” She gave by way of explanation as to why she was intruding.
Damon straightened and placed his cap on his head, heading for the door. “Very well, I will wait outside.”
The nurse gave Ana a strange look and looked back at Damon in his uniform.
“Should I be worried?” The nurse asked warily.
Damon glanced down at her, then at Ana. “No, she’s not a prisoner…”
Ana saw the nurse visibly relax and smile at her.
Ana scowled. “I’m fine, take this thing out of my arm and discharge me.”
Damon paused at the door. “Don’t think that you’re
