John sighed and smiled weakly at her. “Thanks love…and I’m happy to put my life on the line for yours…your worth every hit…” he rubbed his head and flinched. “Crap…this concussion is a beast…it’s killing me…”

Serena frowned and said “no wonder his so reckless…I bet he plans to go to hell himself and get her back…” she moved a little bit and closed her eyes a moment. “Chas…can you get the wheel chair? I sense something I shouldn’t be here…”