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earlier that evening. Hunger pains coupled with the wolf gnawing at her insides made her feel a wee bit on the cranky side. Hopefully no one in the hospital would be stupid and really piss her off.
    Pulling the jeep into a parking space, Amber g ot out and walked around to the passenger side where she opened the half door . Hanna sat star ing at the windshield . Her mouth was set in a grim line while fighting the tears that threatened to spill again . Her hands were still clenched in her lap. With the look on her face, Amber knew better than to try to reach for her . I nstead, she called her name.
    Hanna whipped her head in her direction . A wild deer in the headlight look was in her eyes. Amber knew the feeling all too well and stood with her hand held out to the girl. Hanna looked at her hand, then back up to her face, and then timidly placed her dirty hand into Am ber’s and stepped out of the jeep . She stepped lightly, h er tender feet aching with the steps she took across the cold concrete.
    Sensing her pain, without thought, Amber turned and quickly swept her up into her arms. Gasping, Hanna wrapped her arms tightly around her neck and was carried thro ugh the sliding glass doors which took them into the well-lit emergency room.
    Amber never allowed herself to get emotionally attached or close enough to anyone to care, reminding herself of this fact over and over again with each step. Although she didn’t want to care, she wasn’t surprised to find her instinct was to protect this girl . I t seemed natural for her to want to care for her . The one thing she was certain of, the bastard would pay f or hurting her. Tightening her hold on Hanna, she held her in a secure grip.
    An orderly took o ne look at the two girls entering the nearly empty emergency room , grabb ed a wheelchair that was lined up along the wall and rushed towards them.
    Before the nurs ing assistant had turned back tow ards them, Amber remembered she still looked like a young er gi rl . She needed to look old enough to get Hanna admitted to the hospital, but not look like herself.  In her own true form, even in her late twenties, she barely looked older than Hanna. So, she eased Hanna to her feet and steadied her before her fingers reached for the stone she always wore around her neck. Turning away her eyes scanned the emergency room for cameras and found none. Amber muttered the words which would o nce again al ter her appearance, hoping no one would notice the instant change. Once done she turned back around.
    “ She needs a doctor now , ” Amber insisted loudly , helping Hanna into the chair and wrapping the blanket around her another older aid had thought to bring over.
    The young er orderly escorted them, pulling aside one of the curtained partitions , motioning for Amber to wheel the patient over to the bed.
    Shaking her head, Amber leaned towards the young woman. “Isn’t there anything more private than this?” Amber leaned closer to the o rderly’s ear. “She was raped.”
                  The youn g woman pulled back and star ed in concern, a look of apology swam across her features when she looked down at Hanna . “I’ m so sorry, but we don’t really have anything more private.” A thoughtful look crossed her furrowed brow and she turned to Amber with a sudden grin. “ Wait, I can put her in one of the cardiac rooms . I tend to forget we just did some rec onstruction, right this way. ”
    Amber moved out of the way when the woman reach ed for the blue handgrips.
    Backing the wheel chair, she effortlessly pushed it down the eerily quiet hall . T he only noise was the r ubber soles of the orderly’s shoes making an annoying s quishing, squeaking sound on the heavily polishe d and buffed vinyl floor tiles. At the end of the hallway, she stopped at one of the doors of a room t hat had recently been enclosed with walls.
    Although it was faint, Amber could smell the scent of fresh cut lumber and paint. She nodded her