"Well I am not happy! I want my things and get out of here!" Jordan stated glaring at him. He was unfazed by her murderous stare. "At least stay for lunch and let the doctor have one last look at you before you go." He stated with sincerity. "I am perfectly fine!" Jordan spat, but as she began for the door her legs buckled and she fell in a heap on the floor. He rushed to her aide; placing a hand under her elbow. "Leave me alone I don't need anyone's help." Jordan said pushing him away angrily. Andy called for Nurse Bennett and they finally managed to coax her back into bed. She fell back against the pillows exhausted from everything. "You are going to stay in that bed till the doctor comes to make sure you are all right or I will hold you there myself understood?" Andy commanded with finality. Nodding her head slightly she turned her face from his. He gave a curt nod at nurse Bennett and left swiftly. What choice do I have? She thought. Nurse Bennett tucked the covers around her chin. "Rest now child, the doctor will be here soon." She left the room to sit in a chair outside the door. Jordan fell into a restless sleep.
Andy returned a little while later and relieved Nurse Bennett for an hour so she could go to the kitchen and have some lunch. When the nurse left Andy sat next to Jordan's bed watching her rest, her facial expressions changed with what was obviously a dream. At first she seemed happy but then she began to moan; softly at first then as she grew louder she started calling for Darien asking him not to leave. This seemed to be upsetting her very badly so Andy thought it would be a good idea to wake her up before she got too upset. Gently he touched her left arm and she immediately jerked it away and began swinging with the other hand in his general direction. He clasped both fists in his powerful hands as he called to her. "Jordan. Jordan." At first she just stared back at him blankly, and then suddenly she was wide-awake. "What are you doing, let go of me! She screamed. "Take it easy Jordan I'm not going to hurt you. You were crying in your sleep and I thought something might be wrong." "Something is wrong. I'm stuck in this house with a stranger who claims I passed out on the beach and the quack doctor let him take me home. For all I know you drugged me and brought me back here just for kicks." His face reddened with rage and hurt. "That is a horrible accusation, perhaps you would like to go down to the police station and see if I am wanted for murder." Her eyes flashed with anger. "That's not a bad idea!" She screeched. Suddenly he simmered down and his voice went calm. "I am only trying to help you."