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but she needs time to heal mentally, emotionally, and physically. He was her one and only boyfriend. She doesn't know any different. The next man she is with needs to love her with everything he has. I'm not saying whether that will be you or not, but if you can keep her safe, you will gain some points with me." I have no response to that either, so we make our way back into the living room. I hear the women laughing, but I didn't hear them say anything. I'm just glad she isn't completely broken from all the shit that has happened to her.
    "Zoey, are you about ready to go?"
    " Yeah, I'm gonna grab some clothes from Ever first. I'll be right back. " Thirty minutes later, we make our way to the front door to leave. I tell them we will be back soon for her to visit. She gives everybody hugs, and my phone number in case they need to get in touch with her. Then we get back on my bike. "What was that shit you were doing with your hands, and what were you laughing about? I didn't hear you say anything."
    She laughs and says. "That shit was A.S.L its sign language. My sister is deaf. I was laughing because my mom and sister said you were the hottest guy they had ever seen. I agreed with them." She drops her head shyly. I can't help the cocky grin that pulls my lips.
    "Hey Zoey, you’re the hottest woman I've ever seen. So we’re even." I'm sure if her face wasn't covered in bruises. I would see her blush.
    "My family has a rule though. That if anyone hearing is around that doesn't know how to sign then we have to speak also. My parents always said it's rude when not everyone knows what you are saying. If you would have been in the room then they probably wouldn't have said it." She starts laughing and it's a beautiful sound.
    "When we get to the club, I want you to meet someone. You up for that?" She nods and puts the helmet on and we head out. We head to her job next. I pull up to a small building. It is not in good shape and not in a good neighborhood. Probably one of the worst. I turn off my bike and turn to scowl at her. "You work here? This isn't safe at all. What the fuck are you thinking?" She returns my scowl and replies.
    "I'm thinking that I want to help people that can't get help anywhere else. They have no money, and no insurance. We are these peoples last hope."
    "Well, shit. Now I feel like an asshole. I'm sorry. I just feel this need to protect you. I don't know why. It ain't normal for me to have that feeling." She smiles at me.
    "Come on." She grabs my hand, and there's that electricity again. She drags me inside once we are in the door I look around. There are a few patients here but it's mostly quiet. The inside is not much better than the outside. It looks run down but they have it decorated like any other clinic. I don't understand why two women would pick this neighborhood to work in. I see a woman standing there with her hands covering her mouth, she’s got tears in her eyes. She's short about Zoey's height, with long dark brown hair, tanned skin and crazy fuckin' eyes, they look like they might be two different colors. She’s pretty but to me she’s nothing compared to Zoey. She quietly says Zoey's name, making her way over to us. Just like her family, she wants to know what happened.
    "Hanger, this is Jacey Thomas. She's the doctor here and one of my best friends."
    "Nice to meet you Jacey." Once again we go over what has happened the pass four days.
    "Come back to an exam room, I'll check you out. Make sure everything is okay."
    "She don't need you to check her out. I've been having a doctor look after her. He stitched up her head and he's been giving her pain meds as she needs them. "
    She looks at me and for a split second, I see the worry. Then it's gone, replaced by a smile.
    "Well, Hanger. I'm glad you found her and have been taking care of her. She's like a sister to me. I don't know what I would do without her." I can’t tell if she’s just being polite, or if she’s serious. I just nod and