561: WEAK AND SHAKY

ARIEL'S POV Danny smiled warmly at me. "You're welcome, Ariel. It's the least we could do." "Yeah, we're glad we could help," Leon added, his gruffness replaced with gentleness. "And remember, if you ever need anything, we're just a phone call away." I nodded, a wave of gratitude washing over me. "Thank you, both of you. You've been so kind." "Anytime," Danny said, his smile widening. "And now, how about we get you home?" "Wait, just take me back to the hospital." "Hmm, are you sure about that?" Danny asked. "Yes," I replied, sniffling. "I just want to be with her right now, even though she's dead. I'll show you guys the directions." Danny nodded and helped me into the backseat of their car. Leon got behind the wheel, and we started the drive back to the hospital. "Ariel," Danny said, leaning over the backseat, "if you need some time alone, we can wait in the lobby." I shook my head, my eyes still fixed on the window. "No, it's okay. You can come with me if you want to." Dan