Kevin looked at Brian and said, "I will. Someone wake up in about two hours and take over for me, okay?"
"I'll take the second shift, and Brian, you take the third, okay? Kevin, call us on the intercom if she wakes up. I think she'll take it better if it's not one on one." A.J. said. Kevin nodded and said goodnight as Brian and A.J. went into their bedrooms.
Kevin walked over to the girl and pulled the blankets up to her chin. It hurt his heart to see someone so young with a black eye and a bruised face. It's horrible for anyone, but for some reason it seems worse in kids and teenagers, especially girls.
Kevin knew he was considered old-fashioned in some ways, but no one should ever hit women. Ever. There was no reason, no excuse good enough to justify it. No one had brought it up, but there was a chance that she had been raped. When Kevin looked at her peaceful face and considered that, he felt sick and nauseated.
Kevin brushed a lock of hair that had fallen onto her forehead behind her ear and sat down in the chair next to the bed. He propped his feet up on the edge of the bed and leaned back, looking at the star stickers Howie had put up. Kevin passed the time by looking for the constellations and was surprised by the door opening. He looked over and saw A.J. coming in the room.
"Has it been two hours already?" Kevin asked quietly. "Almost. I woke up a few minutes early, but I figured you'd be getting pretty tired by now." Kevin yawned, realizing that he was exhausted.
"Goodnight man." Kevin said as he headed towards the door.
"Hey, did she do anything?" A.J. asked before he could leave.
"She didn't move an inch. Not even a deep breath." Kevin said with a sigh, then closed the door slowly.
A.J. leaned over the girl and held a finger under her nose to make sure she was still breathing. Satisfied that she was alive, he sat down in the chair and put on his headphones. A.J hummed quietly along with the music, watching her for any change. Almost two hours later, at 6:15, he saw the door open and Howie walked in. A.J. put his finger up to his lips as a sign for Howie to stay quiet, and took off his headphones.
Howie walked over to his bed and leaned over, looking at the girl's face in the dim light. When he turned to A.J. with a questioning look, A.J. pulled Howie over to the other side of the room and explained the situation.
"So she hasn't moved at all?" Howie asked when A.J. was done, looking at the girl again.
"No. Every once in a while I go over and make sure she's breathing because she's so still." A. J. said, stifling a yawn.
"Hey, I can take over until Brian comes in, or Nick can finish off the morning." Howie offered.
"Are you sure?" A.J. asked.
"Absolutely. I just had coffee, I'm not ti..." Howie broke off, looking at the girl. She had just groaned and shifted, turning on her side to face them.
A.J. turned the light up a little and pushed the buttons on the intercom that buzzed Kevin's and Brian's rooms just as the girl's eyes fluttered open.
Howie and A.J. were suddenly confronted with the most beautiful watery blue eyes they had ever seen.