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Hardin awoke, disoriented and groggy, he attempted to sit up, but a sharp pain shot through his chest, and stomach forcing him back down onto the uncomfortable bed.

As his eyes adjusted to the surroundings, he realized he was in a hospital room and noticed a familiar face sitting in a chair beside his bed, her head lay peacefully beside his leg and she was asleep.

He stretched his hand placing it on her head, caressing it softly his lips curled into a smile.

"Hmm," June breathed out slowly as she opened her eyes to stare at him. Conrad tried to get the bullet out but he was unable to stop the bleeding and they rushed him to the hospital immediately.

"How are you feeling?" June said softly, her voice soothing like a gentle breeze. "You're in the hospital, but you're going to be okay."

Hardin's heart raced as he tried to piece together the fragments of his memory. The last thing he remembered was a gunshot ringing out in the darkness. Panic set in, and he stammered, "Could I make a call