Detective Diaz stood there with his hand on his weapon, but it was still holstered. “Am I under arrest?”, I asked. “No, not yet.”, Detective D...az said in an angry tone. “Then please do as I asked and leave.”, I commanded. “Or what?”, Diaz asked. I just had to laugh at this guy playing the bad cop. You are talking to someone one moment and the next you’re going for your weapon. I looked over at Detective Gautreaux who seemed very uneasy. “Is this guy for real?”, I laughed. “Chris, take it easy……. "Your sister's been right here, ever since she woke up," she explained with a chuckle.Gazing at his sister, he took in everything he could see—her easy breathing, her pink cheeks, her little hands clutching at the pillow, and her shiny, long black hair splayed out behind her. How different she looked from the last time he saw her!"How... ?" Tory hesitated mid-question and looked around. They were surrounded by the same white softly glowing walls ceiling that he remembered from before. "Where. Another emotional thought crossed my mind. This tattoo symbolized I had resigned myself to Bobby and with that I had resigned this pregnancy to his wishes as well. I knew what Bobby wanted, and what Bobby wanted Bobby got. He had been perfectly clear from the beginning. He wanted me to have this baby. It was all over for me. My appointment at the woman’s clinic had passed while I was still in bed with Bobby this morning. I had missed it without cancelling. No need to think about seeing a doctor. Mendoza, so the entire extended family eats their meals here.”He was about to ask more questions when the ladies came in bearing the platters and bowls filled with our supper. The kids all trailed in behind them, and we all dug in. Captain King listened with fascination to the various discussions going on around the table. I told Anna in Apache that I couldn’t wait to see his reaction to meal time at the Hacienda, if supper here fascinated him so much. She beamed me one of her special smiles.