Elena's POV
When Killian finally stirred, slowly regaining consciousness, I rushed to his side, tears streaming down my face. "Killian," I called out. "How are you?" Tears streamed down my eyes.
"Why are you crying?" Killian asked, raising his hand slowly to my face. He cleaned my tears.
"Why are you good?" I asked. "And you never tell me anything."
"What are you talking about?" he asked, looking surprised.
"I know you were the one that rescued grandma Serena from aunty Catherine's captivity."
"Oh, it was nothing," he said, managing to smile.
"Thank you, Killian. I'm so sorry for all the stress it must have caused you. Thank you for everything," I whispered, holding his hand tightly.
He managed a weak smile, his eyes filled with warmth. "Thanks for what? Like I said, it's nothing. My job is to protect you and Justin and help you solve your problems."
"How are you feeling?" I asked, very concerned.
