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"The same goes for me." he said, smiling.

 

Jules thought about the future. She felt she had one now that Clint was going to be fine. He was her future.

"I want to be with you from now on."

 

"So do I. I want to be with you forever."

 

"What will you do when you've healed? Will you stop with me at home? I know you have to stay where you can be cared for, but after that I want you to stay."

 

"I'd love to stay with you and your parents."

 

"I'm glad."

Jules gentle hugged him against her and closed her eyes. She never wanted this to end.

 

"Me too." He put his arms around her and hugged her back.

 

The nurse came in and ordered Jules back into her room. She smiled at Clint as she herded Jules out. Jules looked back and smiled. "See you later, as soon as I can escape."

 

"Till then." he said, smiling.

 

Jules lay down on the bed and fell asleep. The window was open and she could here birds. It was a perfect day as far as she was concerned.

 

Clint closed his eyes and fell back asleep.

 

sam woke up and wnet to the cafetiara and ate some soup "huh danm these doctoeres i still feel the poison andi think iam bleeding" she said getting mad

 

Clint woke up that morning.

 

Jules lay on her bed in the next room. She would be discharged today and would be going home. She hadn't told Clint yet. After breakfast she wandered into his room. "Hi handsome! How are you feeling? I have some news for you."

 

He smiled and said "Other than a little pain, I'm feeling fine. What's the news?"

 

"They are sending me home today. I can rest and heal just as well there. But it means I won't see you so much. I hate it already."

Jules hugged him and began to cry.

"I want you to be with me."

 

He sat up and hugged her back and said "I don't like it either. I want to be with you too, but they don't think I'm well enough to leave yet. But this is good news for you, it means you're almost fully healed."

 

"No, I think it just means they want the beds. Mum is setting up all sorts of stuff for when we get home. She's even thinking of moving the big TV upstairs so we can sit together and watch it. Dad's having a rough time having to move everything. Mum wants to know what do you want from your home, or should they just move everything?"

 

"Well I don't really have any personal belongings. Just my drawings."

 

"What? No clothes or anything? I'll get those for you if you like.I don't want you to not feel at home. You are moving in you know. Mother has spoken!"