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Being Her

A series of one-shots in Claire's perspective throughout the series For Her.

Um, will not go in any order. they come as i get bored enough to write them. PSSSTTT if you want a new story, go review with her!

10. Healing Secrets

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The man who Sam led in was cold and pale and blond and beautiful he captivated the eye and he smiled kindly at me I shivered and tried to cover myself up

“I’m the Alpha. I’m making an exception to the treaty, so Claire can have the best doctor,” Sam said apparent gibberish Quil nodded and thanked him but I didn’t understand I didn’t know what treaty or what an Alpha was and at the moment I didn’t care I was so afraid

“I sincerely hope none of you did this. Otherwise there may be no treaty to make exceptions to,” the stranger said and I felt that meant though it was still confusing I thought it meant he too cared that maybe just maybe there was another person I could trust so little time so many new people and all so good and kind I didn’t know this was possible

“Of course not. Quil imprinted on her seven years ago. Her parents got divorced. She went to live with her father. Quil just found out about it this morning.”

Sam’s statement again was largely indecipherable but I could tell one thing it meant he cared and that made a huge difference that one way or another Quil hadn’t known hadn’t left me alone with him knowing that he’d been just as surprised as me that he would never have let me suffer

“Good. I didn’t want to have to kill you. There’s only a few weeks left until we move, anyway.”

More killing many murders today first my father and now this mysterious man threatening Quil I couldn’t stand it I don’t want to lose him not so soon after I learned that I could find him

The stranger’s eyes swept professionally over me and he frowned “Claire, does it hurt?”

I winced what was the right answer? Should I tell the truth could he really not hurt me anymore or would it be every bit as horrible as it always had been before I went with a nonconclusive “Yeah.”

But that didn’t close the case apparently. “Where?”

Everywhere everything hurts my soul and my body and my mind inside and out so much agony from the blows and the fear and the worse things he’d done everything hurt and the scars and bruises would never fade they would always ache and burn until finally I died

“My ribs. And my back. And stomach and my legs.” It was as close as I could get and it was the truth that was the site of my most recent injuries where the physical pain was strongest

Quil turned to me and a strange growling noise escaped him it was a noise of anger but not at me I hoped maybe at the one who’d done this but he couldn’t know I couldn’t tell him no one could know not ever

“Okay. I want you to come have an x-ray done. It looks like you might have a broken bone.”

What if that could show them all of it everything he’d done no I couldn’t let it happen

Quil whispered “I’m so sorry Claire” I don’t think he knew I heard