"Dean? Babe, babe," Allie whispered.Dean blinked and covered his face with his forearm, trying to save his eyes from the light. Once his vision adjusted, he searched for Allie's hands.
"I'm here. I'm here." She cupped his hands and helped him up.
He noticed the heart monitor beside him.
"Are we in a hospital?"
"Yes. That man injected you with a sleeping serum. The cops drove us here."
"The cops? She got away, didn't she?"
"No. Her car didn't work, so I kept her busy before they showed up and put her in handcuffs. I told them what she did to us. I told them everything."
He held on to her shoulders and put his head down.
"Aren't you happy?" She looked for his eyes.
"Allie, there are things about me—"
Allie embraced him with all of her being. She closed her eyes and felt his presenc
