THOMAS RENT AN APARTMENT AWAY FROM EVERYONE

When the Doctor came, it took some self-control to stay quiet, but he waited after the Doctor told him not to panic.

When the I.V was set up and she was comfortable before the Doctor left. He said.

"Thomas, I will be back by eight, half eight in the morning, and please try to get some rest. You look exhausted."

"I will be fine Doctor and thanks for coming so quickly " Thomas then went and took his bath, and lie next to her giving God thanks, for giving him another chance.

Rejoicing in his heart as he thought up a plan, 'I must take her to a safe place Lord, you brought her back to me. I know that I have failed you so many times, I am also disappointed in myself.

Will You please have mercy on me, my Lord? I will make an extra effort to improve my lifestyle to please You."

When the doorbell rings, it woke him up, but the few hours of rest he got was refreshing and rejuvenating.

Energized and ready to face another day, Thomas went to see who was at the door. Thinking it was the Doctor but the Police stood there. "Yes, Sir is there something wrong?"

"Your father made a report, and we are here following up on the report, and to inform you that we haven't seen your wife."

"Did my dad return to the Station and make a report last night?"

"Yes, Sir he did and he was very worried."

"But where did he get a picture of her to give you?" Seeing the two pictures, one by herself and the other with her and Dad.

'She looks magnificent in the green and white dress, I thought she never liked it neither wore it.'

"Sorry Sir, but my wife has not been well and had walked away from the house, but she returns last night."

"I hope you don't mind Mr. Fortune but we will like to see her."

"Sure, Sir, just follow me." Thomas notices how they look at each other than at her with the drips on and then the cast.

Before leaving the room, the short-strapped officer said, "Mr. Fortune when your wife is better, we will like to speak with her?"

"That's not a problem Officer."

Thomas pause, when the officer said "It's Jeremy Jones, Mr. Fortune."

"Yes Officer Jones, I will be there with Christa, but I am changing resident just for a few days until my wife recovers.

You see home here, we have a constant flow of visitors and right now the Doctor prescribe completely bed rest."

At eight am prompt, the Doctor rang the doorbell. Thomas had already freshened up and given her a sponge bath in the bed.

Sitting aside while he did his examination hoping she didn't have to get another bag of drips.

Because that will delay the inevitable, and I will have to remain another day. And Mom might come and start another fight.

She seems determined to get Christa out of my life. ' When the doctor said. "One bag of drips was sufficient, but Thomas she needs to eat, or she could collapse again."

Saying thanks to the doctor, Thomas was so grateful, and thankful as soon as he close the door.

Taking his phone, he calls a friend at the agency that deals with real estate. Arranging for a furnished apartment for two weeks.

Driving into Oliver Garden, noticing Samuel standing by a gate. Pulling inside the driveway and parking in the garage, then came and shakes his hand.

"Samuel, I am so thankful to you for arranging this place on such short notice. And please do me a favor, if anyone asks you about me, you haven't seen or heard from me in ages."

"Are you going into hiding Thomas?"

"Just say I want some peace."

When Samuel asked if he wanted to view the compound, Thomas decline immediately, saying. "I have been working for weeks none stop, so I only need to get some sleep for a few days."

Watching him go, then take in the few bags and straighten out the room. She was still asleep from the injection the Doctor has given and the booster shot.

Putting her on the bed then returns to take in the groceries and vegetables.

Storing away all the foodstuff, Thomas made some chicken soup and drink, then went and lies down next to her, switching off his phone.

Waking to the sound of rain pounding on the roof, seeing the way she cuddled up next to him.

Christa open her eyes realizing, 'This room is different from the room yesterday. That room was larger and painted in blue.

This room is cream and not so roomy, and it felt chilly, something she won't like.

Snuggling up to Thomas, Christa then pulls his hand over her, hugging it to feel warm. "You are awake?"

"Yeah, but the place is so cold."

"Then let me keep you warm or you could drink some hot soup I made."

"You cook?"

"Yes, my dear, I am a very good cook."

"Then I am going to get some, to warm my stomach it is trembling."

"You make yourself comfortable while I go and get some for you."

"Please you must be tired, you rest I could do it. I am not accustomed to people waiting on me hand and foot, that is for lazy people."

"Are you calling me lazy?" Turning to face him but the hand got squashed. Thomas hears her groan as she lies on her back. Lifting her over him, putting her on her left side.

"Now you can lie on your good side." Resting his right elbow on the pillow and facing her, "Now what were you going to say?"

"I forget with the pain,"

"Then don't worry, I know you were ready to fight a talk. Now you can go and freshen up while I reheat the soup, so you can take your medication before the pain starts all over."

"Can I ask you something?"

"Yes, anything sweetheart."

"Yesterday when I woke up, we were in a different apartment so where are we now?"

"I leave my apartment and rent this place, so you can rest without being disturbed or have any interference from anyone."

"Thomas why? You have your work and just suppose something happens, how will they get in contact with you? And any day now the big brown cow will deliver and you need to be there."

"Will you please trust me, I know what I am doing?"

"Look, Thomas, you cannot afford to take any chances, with what has been happening to the cows. And another thing, you know what is the problems with your families?

You need to accept that they are having serious issues with me, so please I can take care of myself they need you."

Getting off the bed angry, "I am entitled to some rest you know, but Nah I must just work, work, and work. Are you afraid of me?" Thomas asks angrily.