Noah woke up to the sound of soft humming. He looked to his left, there was a another boy, Eric, in another bed hooked up to an IV. He turned his head to the right. Elle. Beautiful, sexy, sweet, Elle. Humming as she was putting on a sweatshirt that was twice her size.

"You know I think that's my old sweatshirt." He rasped. She whirled around.

"Noah?" She breathed. Tears swelling up in her eyes. She blinked, a single tear fell onto her cheek. She inhaled a sharp breath, tying to hold back the tears.

"Are you going to come here or do I have to wait to kiss you?" He asked. Elle let out a laugh and the tears fell. She took two steps and collapsed next to the bed. Noah's rough calloused lips landed on hers. The rest of his body remained on the bed. His wound hurt like hell still. She felt his tongue graze her lips as their kiss deepened. She felt his hand that was hanging off the bed, snake around her waist pulling her closer. His lips like fire on hers, she held his face gently.

Tears had dried on her face.

Their tongues intertwined like branches on an old tree. Noah's fingers fiddled with the hem of the sweatshirt. Elle's hands reached down to stop him from attempting to lift it off her one armed.

"Noah, as much as I want you too, you can't do this with one arm and a waist bleeding through gaus." She let out a light chuckle. Noah smirked his sexy smirk.

"Once this heals, I'll pull you into bed and you won't be able to walk for days." He laughed. Elle rolled her eyes.

"Still the same old Noah, at least your last bullet wound didn't kill your personality." Elle chuckled.

"You're Right Shelly I do have a way of getting shot between one month intervals." He smiled. Elle's happiness faded into worry as she heard the knock on the door. A doctor looking man entered the room.

"Elle who is this?" Noah asked as he propped himself up on his arms.

"Noah this is Dr. Marin, Dr Marin saved your life." Noah's eyes widened.

"Elle where are we right now?" Elle sighed.

"We're at Dr. Marin's house, he's a doctor of Richard's, but he hates him like we do." Noah's expression didn't relax.

"Mmhm." He said. Elle rolled her eyes and gently laid him back down.

"Rest now, you'll need your strength." Before Noah closed his eyes he noticed Elle's worried expression as she looked at the doctor, and the doctor's perverted, creepy smile.

Lee and Rachel had gone to the police about Noah's location, the cops were rolling out as Lee and Rachel watched. They were all hopeful they'd find him in time. Lee was also secretly hoping Noah would lead to Elle. With what little information they had, the cops went searching for him.

"They'll find them Lee." Rachel rubbed his back.

"They'll find them." Lee nodded. Elle had disappeared after her family dying and being raped by a man who was her "uncle". Lee was worried she'd gotten into something much worse. As the police men ran in and out of the station, Lee's hopes began to rise. They were going to find Noah, and Noah would most likely lead to Elle. Hopefully. Rachel planted a light kiss on Lee's cheek. Lee looked down at her beautiful face, she looked upset.

"Hey you okay?" He asked, rubbing her shoulder.

"Yeah, im just worried about Elle and Noah. This has been a crazy two months, Elle has been through hell and back again. I'm just worried she won't be the same when she gets back." Lee nodded.

"Me too."

Elle paced as she sat in the good doctor's office. She'd lied to Noah. This guy wasn't a friend of Richard's, nor was he a friend of Elle's, he happened to walk by when she was crying on Noah's chest. He was definitely not to be trusted. He kept staring at Elle's body and making off colored comments about her appearance. Elle wasn't really in a mood to be touched by anyone at the moment. Noah kind of included. When she'd kissed him, she'd wanted to, but as it deepened, it got uncomfortable. Ever since her encounter with "Dan" she'd been nervous around a man's touch. Even Eric's. A couple weeks after it truly hit her, the panic attacks, the PTSD about physical contact, and the aggression.

"So in return for my kindness, I'll need something in return." The doctor spoke, breaking her out of her revere.

"Well I don't know what I could give you I mean, I don't have any money and neither does Noah or Eric." She blurted out. Cringing at her awkwardness she tried to compose herself.

"Well... let's call it an I owe you shall we? I call you one day you repay me with a favor?" He asked, his beady little eyes lighting up as he said the word favor.

"Okay. That could work." Elle said as her voice went up five octaves. The doctor laughed and nodded.

"As soon as Noah's walking again, you're free to go."

Elle nodded. She went back into the other room. Noah was propped up on his arms with a concerned expression on his face.

"Hey, you're up. What's wrong?" She asked, trying not to sound conspicuous.

"The independent Elle evens giving a creepy doctor an I owe you." He spat.

"Noah you can't control me, we've already established this, and you were unconscious and dying what was I supposed to do!? Let you die? And I mean I was stressed I was tired I was feeling uncomfortable and scared what in hell was I supposed to do? It's not like this is some high school party with the OMG's shoving drinks down my throat you were dying!" Noah smirked at the memory of her in her underwear dancing on the pool table. But it quickly faded.

"Elle, these last two months have just been... insane and hectic, we need to slow down and get out of trouble not get in more trouble." Elle nodded.

"I mean everything with Dan, and your family."

"Noah I don't need a reminder of every hardship and uncomfortable situation I've ever been in!" Elle shouted. Noah flinched.

"Sorry, but I know you Elle, and I know when you're hiding the fact that you're upset! And God Elle, you've been to hell and back at this point!" Eric sat up.

"I'll leave you two to argue." He said sullenly. Elle nodded at him as he walked out.

"Elle, you're gonna have to talk to someone about this sooner or later. Talk to me. I love you for fucks sake!" Elle sank to her knees by Noah's bed.

"Noah." She sighed. He propped himself up on his elbows, leaning over and putting his hand on her face. She shivered at his touch.

"Noah, please. Just don't alright we can't." Noah pulled back.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, the more you touch me the more I pull away. The more I think about my family the more I want to cry. Every time I think about what I've done, the more I wish I'd died in that hospital room. And I'm sick and tired of it! You shouldn't want me the way you do, you should hate me!" Elle sobbed into her hands. Noah sat up with immense pain in his side. Elle looked up.

"Noah no lay back down." She said through tears. He shook his head.

"Come here." He said, opening his arms.

"Noah."

"Elle, I would never, ever, hurt you like Dan did. And I could never hate you. Without you in my life, I'd be lost." Noah smirked.

"I mean who else would reject me in front of everyone at prom?" He laughed.

Elle laughed through her tears. She sighed.

"Noah my fears won't just go away." Noah nodded.

"Will you let me take them away?" He asked with a cheeky smile etched on his face.""

"Noah that was unbelievably cheesy!" She laughed. Noah leaned down and kissed her cheek.

"Maybe so, but it couldn't hurt." He laughed. Elle nodded, slowly. She looked up at him from her kneeling position.

"I love you Elle." He leaned down and planted a light kiss on her lips. Elle wrapped her arms around his neck and stood. Pushing him back down, she straddled his waist below his wound. Leaning down lightly on top of him.

"Noah, please, you'll hurt yourself." He smiled.

"I'll be fine, it's you I'm worried about." He smirked.

"I do anything you don't want me to, tell me to stop and I'll stop." He whispered into her ear. She nodded. He rolled her over lightly, so as not to open his wound. She felt his fingers lifting her sweatshirt off of her head, his strong arms moving to hold her waist. She ran her hands through his hair. Soon they were nothing but skin on skin. All Elle could feel was Noah's warm touch and his loving lips.

"Elle," He breathed between kisses, "I love you." Elle hummed in reply as he kissed her neck, moving down to her chest and back to her lips. Elle felt the heat coming off of their bodies like a bonfire's radiation. It was official, she could love no one else.