A soft snore came, then another.
Two snores?
One was more aggressive than the-ouch, f**k.
Opening my eyes, I stared down at my side, then the needle and plastic running from my arm to a bag.
I eyed the bag and felt a heavy need to pee.
Damn.
Beside me Valen was fast asleep, his hand over my cheek and his clothes dirty.
A few scratches on his face, claw marks.
I ran my hand over them gently, and then it hit me, "My babies." I said sitting up.
The small machine attached to my arm beeped quickly and I stared at it, a hand running over my chest, laying me down, "Jane, lay down." Valen said softly.
I laid back and stared up at him, "Moira and the babe-." I began but he calmly shushed me, "They're safe. Laura has them safe and sound. I promise they're safe. You need to rest, okay?" He
