"What happened? What the hell happened to her? What's wrong with her? Is she sick? What's going on? Rob! Talk to me!"

Anna felt the soft material beneath her and knew she was laying on thr bed. She heard Alasdair's barrage of questions and her forehead twitched with confusion. Couldn't he just ask one question at a time rather than firing a barrage of questions at the innocent Rob? She internally shook her head in pity for Rob but soon stopped when she thought back to the blood she saw before she lost consciousness.

She held her breath, awaiting Rob's reply as she didn't want them to know she was...