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other hand, tightened his grip when he noticed that she was awake. It looks like they had been worried about her, but why? And come to think of it, why was Potter holding her hand? Perri was leaning over her now, crying and yelling at her for scaring them both.
    Smiling with her eyes still closed, Puck said in a raspy voice, “Quit it squirt. I have the mother of all hangovers." Funny that she couldn’t remember drinking...
    "It’s not a hangover Puck! You were unconscious for thirty minutes! You scared me to death!" Puck opened one eye just a tiny bit and squinted up into the light. Unconscious? For half an hour? What the hell?
    "Hey there, sunshine, look at you," said the angel in disguise.
    "You’re not an angel you’re the devil," she rasped out, staring up at his face. He looked tired and worried and happy all at the same time. Potter worried about her... imagine that. He slowly smiled and chucked her under the chin.
    "There’s my girl. I didn’t recognize you with out something mean and vile spewing out of your mouth."
    Puck smiled at him sleepily and said, “I’m not your girl," and slowly she shut her eyes.  Potter and Perri stayed at her bedside, both of them holding one of her hands. Puck thought she heard the door open and the doctor come in, but she was already drifting asleep. The last she’d seen of Potter, he was grinning down at her with his eyes sparkling. He looked good like that.

Chapter two-The scared sleep Nazi
     
    The doctor had been informed that she had awakened and soon they were discharging her. One hour in the hospital equals one thousand dollars. ‘My god, next time just let me die,’ Puck thought.  As the sole provider for her family, vacations at the hospital were a luxury she couldn’t afford.
    But on the other hand, for one thousand dollars she was able to call in sick for both jobs. She could probably milk this for at least two days. Apparently Puck had a concussion and couldn’t sleep. It was imperative that she not sleep, not at all. Sleep be a no-no. Absolutely no sleep ... none at all. Sleep Bad... Mucho Importanto. No no no no...sleep...
    "Puck! Wake up!" screeched Perri. She was sitting in the passenger seat in Potter’s car. Puck was lying in the back seat. What did they expect from her?? Perri was glaring at her and ranting about Dr’s orders. In the rear view mirror she saw Potter’s eyes on her as well, they were narrowed in concern. Scowling at him and her pest of a sister she argued that she had not in fact been sleeping.
    "Yes you were!" said two firm voices. God, who did they think they were, the sleep police? A darned nuisance is what they were.
    "I wasn’t sleeping... I… was ....just....sle....sleeping..." Puck muttered as she drifted off to sleep. She vaguely felt the car being pulled over, some quiet conversation, and car doors slamming and then warm angel arms were around her yet again. She smiled in her sleep and buried her nose in his shirt smelling the salt and sex wax.
    Then the angel showed his true colors and started slapping her face to keep her awake. "Quit it..." she whined as she half heartedly slapped at his hands.
    "You can’t sleep Puck. Can you hear me? Stop being so dang foolish and stop sleeping," bellowed Potter right in Puck’s ear. The beast had left his stomach wide open with the way he was holding her. Glaring up at him, Puck elbowed him in the stomach as hard as she could. He wheezed as he tried to regain his breath, which filled Puck with perverse joy. Nothing like knocking the wind out of some stupid know it all sleep Nazi.
    Smiling with satisfaction she glanced up to see Perri’s disapproving gaze. She was behind the wheel now and driving towards home. Judging by the scenery they still had quite some time. They lived in a town house about ten minutes out of Sunny Cove.
    "Puck don’t be mean to Potter. He’s just being nice."
    "Shut up and drive Perri.” Puck said tiredly and then yelped when Potter flipped her so she was