"Oh" Abby nodded silently she watched him wipe his wound with a wince

Ryker used the stuff to clean his wound, which was particularly painful but hey, he stayed alive. And now the wound was sort of disinfected. "There. It should heal. Soon." He wasn't too doubtful, because soon could meam anything.

She walked over to the counter, stood onto the chair, and sat down in the counter. "Kiss me." She demanded softly. "Tell me everything is ok" her eyes were red from crying earlier.

When Abby walked over, Ryker paused a second, the events flooding back to him. He was so angry and scared for her. Sooo scared. Ryker could never live without her. He didn't know what he would've done if she had gotten more hurt. "Everything is okay. We are here. We are safe. And we're both okay. Both of us will heal. No one is seriously injured. That means everything is just fine." He stated firmly, gently kissing her. "I'm sorry I didn't get there earlier, or follow you closer. I probably could've prevented all this, and I didn't, so I apologize." He whispered quietly, his eyes sad.

"Don't apologize! It's not your fault! It's those cruel people who thought that they could take me away! Instead, they got the wrath of my wonderful husband who knocked some well needed sense into their head!" She grabbed his shoulders, giving him a rough kiss before he could speak. Now she didn't want him to speak. She just needed him. Her hands hurt but she knew he HAD to be in pain

Ryker let out a slow breath. "The wrath." He repeated with a small smile, and he was going to say a little more but he was cut short. That was okay in his opinion. As long as he could calm her down and convince her everything was fine.

Abby leaned her head against his. "I was thinking... there is a song that explains my entire life story" she giggled. "Ever heard the song All American Girl by Carrie Underwood? "

Ryker lifted his eyebrows the tiniest bit. "Nooope, I haven't. But it sounds like it would explain you." He answered- he knew who that was of course, but he didn't appreciate her singing as much as most people.

"Now he's wrapped around her finger. She's the center of his whole world. And his heart belongs to that sweet little beautiful, wonderful, perfect All American Girl" she sang the chorus perfectly. "I love that song!" Abby pulled out her phone then played the song, wiggling her shoulders at the tune of the music.

Ryker chuckled slightly at the words. "You are the center of my world and my heart does belong to you, plus you are sweet, little, beautiful, and wonderful. I think the song works great." He smiled slightly, glancing at her phone as she started playing the song. It wasn't bad, even though Carrie wasn't his favorite singer ever.