The Cabin (standard:romance, 2414 words)
Author: Desari Von Wolf	Added: Mar 06 2008	Views/Reads: 3263/2170	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
A young woman is on the run from an abusive husband. She is driving to fast on a mountain road and loses control of her car. She meets a man who is at odds with every man she has ever known.

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She opened her eyes that were a beautiful shade of blue and as her
vision cleared she said “Please just let me die.” 

“You're going to be alright.” The pain in her eyes stabbed him. 

“He'll find me and kill me.” She told him weakly. 

“No one is going to hurt you again. I give you my word. Your safe with
me.” He told her as she back into unconsciousness. 

The medics arrived and they pried her out of the car. They lifted onto a
back board being careful of her spine. She was air lifted off the 
mountain and taken to a hospital in nearby Kalispell, MT. 

“She didn't have any I.D on her.” Rick an EMT commented as he filled out
the accident report. “Just cash.” 

“She must have been doing at least fifty as she rounded that corner.”
Pete said as he joined Rick. 

“You guys have this under control I'm going to take off.” The man said
as he departed. He was anxious and wanted to drive to the hospital to 
check on her. The poor woman clearly needed help. And for some reason 
it was very important to him that he 

help her. He had been touched by the fear he had seen in her eyes. He
had seen that same look in his own mother's eyes many times. His mother 
had chosen to ease her pain by taking drugs. 

“She's a very lucky young woman.” The Doctor told him an hour later.
“She has a compound fracture on her left lower extremity, several 
cracked ribs, her left arm is broken and she also has compound fracture 
to her skull. She's clearly the victim of long term abuse she's got a 
number old fractures to her face and body.” Dr. Greg Andrews  was a 
good friend to him. She doesn't remember who she is and since there was 
no I.D on her person were calling her Jane Doe for the time being. 

“How soon can she go home?” He asked. 

“She'll be here for at least a week; since she has no insurance the
hospital may boot her to another facility sooner.” Greg answered. 

“I'll take care of her bill.” He said causing Greg's eye brows to go up.
“You said you didn't even know her. The hospital bill for her care is 
going to be pricey.” 

“I can afford it and she clearly needs help.” He answered with a shrug.
He had plenty of money; it would be going to a good cause. “Can I see 
her?” He asked. 

“We sedated her so she's asleep. She's in room 120.” Greg answered
pointing to the room. 

He walked into the room and stood staring down at the young woman. Her
face was pale the only color came from the multiple bruises on her 
face. Without the bruises she would be a beautiful woman. Her long 
honey colored hair was thick and fell in waves to her waist she was 
small in stature. He would be surprised if she was a hundred pounds. 
Reaching down he brushed her hair back from her face causing her to 
stir. Her eyes opened and filled with fear as he towered over her. 
“It's alright I won't hurt you.” He assured her backing away from her. 

It took a moment for her eyes to clear enough for her to realize it
wasn't him. She had terrible memories of being abused. She remembered 
him he had been one of the rescuers that had pulled her from the car. 
Everything was so blurry. She couldn't remember her name or who the man 
was that had been so abusive toward her. She was terrified. “Thank you 
for helping me.” She told him politely. She was frightened by his size. 
His broad shoulders seemed to fill the small hospital room. 

“How are you feeling?” He asked gently keeping back so that she wouldn't
feel threatened by him. 

“Ok, just sore.” She answered calming a bit. She saw only gentleness in
his eyes. 

“Your lucky to be alive. Do you remember anything about the wreck?” He
asked. 

“I just remember waking up in the car.” She frowned putting a hand to
her head. 

“Just relax it will come to you. My name is Adam Michaels; I'll let you
get some rest. I'll come by tomorrow.” He told her and turned to leave. 
He was gone before she could tell he didn't need to bother. 

He came to see her every day for a week. He brought her flowers, a
stuffed wolf, candy, and books to read. She came to trust the 
gentleness in his eyes. 

“The hospital is releasing you tomorrow. Have you given any thought to
where you'll go?” Adam asked on her seventh day in the hospital. 

“I don't know.” She answered she had no idea where she would go. 

“I would like it if you would come stay with me. I have a guestroom you
could use until you've recovered.” He offered. 

“I wouldn't want to put you to that kind of trouble.” She said feeling
uneasy. 

“It would be no trouble. I would welcome the company. I live in a cabin
in the mountains it's quiet and you'll be able to get the rest you 
need. You'll be safe there.” He told her. 

“Ok.” She said after taking a minute to think about it. What choice did
she have? She had no where else to go. And the man who had abused her 
was out there somewhere. Adam had said the cabin was secluded. 

“I'll come by to pick you up in the morning.” He told her rising from
the chair. 

The next day she sat stiffly in the old red pickup as he drove her up
the mountain to his cabin. It took several hours to reach his hidden 
cabin. He hadn't lied the cabin was completely secluded by trees. The 
two story cabin sat on a beautiful lake that sparkled in the afternoon 
sun light. As she stepped down from the truck she took a deep breath of 
the clean mountain air. The log cabin was beautiful, flower beds 
decorated the front of the 

Cabin there was a nice wood porch that wrapped around the front and side
of the house facing the water. “Come on will get you settled in your 
room.” He said leading the way up to the porch slowly as she was on 
crutches and moved slow. He unlocked the door to his cabin and was 
greeted by a golden lab named Sam. “Don't worry about Sam he loves 
people.” He told her when she hesitated at the sight of the large dog. 
“Your room is just down this hall.” He led her to a large bedroom at 
the back of the house. A four postured bed sat in the middle of the 
room. The room was painted a light shade of green that was very 
soothing. The bed was covered in a colorful quilt. The room was 
everything she could have asked for. “I'll let you get settled in.” He 
said as he set the small beg she had from the hospital down. He left 
her to explore the room and went back to the living room. She was 
surprised to find clothes hanging in the closet. She recognized the 
clothes as hers but had no idea how he had come by them. He must have 
gotten them from her wrecked car. His continued thoughtfulness amazed 
her. All she remembered about men was that they were abusive. Adam was 
different he was so gentle and steady. She couldn't help feeling safe 
in the cabin even though she reminded herself she needed to be on her 
guard. There was always a price for everything. She wondered what 
Adam's price would be. She laid down to take a nap and ended up 
sleeping through the night. She couldn't remember the last time she had 
been able to sleep through the night. She soon discovered she hadn't 
slept alone during the night as she woke up with Sam nestled up against 
her side. He was looking at her when she opened her eyes. She got up 
and took a shower and dressed. She was starved and the pleasant aroma 
drifting from the kitchen caused her stomach to growl. She made her way 
to the kitchen. 

“Good morning, how did you sleep?” He asked as he flipped a pancake in
the pan. 

“Good, I can't remember the last time I slept so good.” She answered and
took a seat at the table. She enjoyed a good breakfast of bacon, eggs, 
and pancakes. “You're a great cook.” She told him as she sipped her 
coffee after breakfast. “Who taught you how to cook.” 

“I taught myself. My parents weren't around much when I was growing up
so I had to teach myself to cook or starve.” He answered as he sipped 
his coffee a crossed from her. 

Not wanting to pry she didn't question him further. Everyone had things
in their pasts they didn't like sharing. Over the next week she 
continued to get stronger as her injuries healed. She slept for long 
periods helping to regain her strength. 


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