“Jensen ,wake up,” she heard a voice say. Her eyes fluttered open to find she was staring at a bright light ,laying on a bed.
She tried to sit up, but something restricted her. Her arms wouldn’t move.
“Hey Jensy,” a familiar male voice echoed in her mind, as she felt the head of the bed being raised.
Her blurry eyes focused as she realized there were several people standing over her. Panic took over as she tried to move her arms again. Whimpering, she frantically pulled at the restraints that held her down.
“It’s ok, you’re ok,” a hand gently gripped her shoulder, as a soft female voice comforted her.
“Hi,” the woman standing over her smiled, “I am Michelle Jennings, the pack doctor.”
Jensen frowned as she gathered her bearings, then an expression crossed her face, one of remembranc
