Felicia's gaze drifted. She knew yesterday's events were real, not a dream. She had even undressed Stephan, unconscious from his injuries, a secret she would keep. It was best; another problem was unnecessary. She wisely remained silent. Her eyes fell to the water dispenser; she swallowed hard, parched.

She regretted not asking for warm water earlier. As she hesitated to reach the IV bag and dispenser, Stephan moved. He took a disposable cup, his long, clean hands precise, and filled it with water. What a considerate person!

She reached for the cup, then stopped as he drank from it. Speechless, her lips twitched, irritation and silent accusation flashing in her eyes. Stephan's eyes hinted at a smile. He refilled the cup and offered it to her. The hand extended was long, graceful, even sensual; she admired its neat nails and prominent veins. She drank deeply. "Another cup, please. Thank you."

He complied, surprising her. Reflecting on their interactions, she realized a constant tension, a series of clashes and tests, had existed between them. Yet, now, things felt different. Gratefully, she looked at him. After two cups, she felt revitalized, her body finally relaxed.

The IV drip quelled her hunger. "Which hospital is this?" she asked.

"A hospital in a nearby county," he replied, admitting he didn't know the county's name.

"Oh." She presumed it was the closest to Alverton. An idea struck her. "I need to call and let everyone know I'm okay. Do you have a phone?"

Her phone was lost in the water; his was likely gone too. "No."

"Alright…" The IV was nearly finished. She planned to borrow a nurse's phone to contact the village; otherwise, Macey would be frantic. She also wondered about Shawn's whereabouts and if he'd been caught.

She remembered Stephan saving Lucas; she hadn't seen it, but she'd heard Shawn's screams. He was probably badly injured, captured by Charles and the villagers, perhaps even sent to this hospital for treatment.

Felicia couldn't stay still. She tossed off the blanket, ready to ask at the nurses' station. If her guess was right, Shawn was here!

Stephan saw her movement. "What are you doing? Need to use the bathroom again?"

"No…" She explained casually, "I want to find the one who attacked me. He might be here. I need to check."

He stood firm, blocking her path. She blinked. "Do you have something to say?"

He tugged at his lips, his tone low and teasing. "Since you have so much energy, so eager to care about others, I'd like to ask about my question from yesterday. You haven't answered it."