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Date Posted: Sun, Jul 04 2004, 9:34pm PDT
Author: Brandon
Subject: Panic

He waited anxiously for his friend to pick up, shifting his weight since he could no long pace thanks to the phone cord. He was still listed at Stacie's emergency contact so they had called him and he had come right here from work. Still he didn't understand what had happened, couldn't get any real information - he just know his baby sister was in pain..he could feel it and it was driving him crazy...

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He was stretched out on the bed, absently flipping television channels and playing a weak game of tug-of-war with Colby, when his phone rang. Stacie was late coming home, and he had a strange feeling about it all, so it was a mad scramble for him to get across the room to answer before the caller hung up... "Hello?" (NT) -- Ryan, Sun, Jul 04 2004, 9:38pm PDT
His voice was obviously strained as he spoke - hating to break this news to his friend. "Hey man..." He cleared his throat, closing his eyes. "It's Stace, Ry...she was in a car accident, I'm at the hospital now." He let out a ragged breath, running his hand down his face. Shit like this really messed up things, they were happy and easy going, it wasn't fair. (NT) -- Brandon, Sun, Jul 04 2004, 9:55pm PDT
"Sorry, what?" He couldn't possibly comprehend those words, but his gut twisted into knots and his chest tightened, a hand moving to the doorframe for support he didn't know that he needed. (NT) -- Ryan, Sun, Jul 04 2004, 10:00pm PDT
He ran his tongue across his lips, his voice thick. "You need to get to the hospital Ryan." He stated bluntly, trying to get it through his friends head. "Now." (NT) -- Brandon, Sun, Jul 04 2004, 10:01pm PDT
"I'll be right there..." Somehow he choked the words out, then hung up, and headed for the door - pausing only when he heard Colby's upset whimper. The pup wasn't used to being left alone, so he tucked him under his arm and left - hand shaking as he fiddled with his keys on his way... (NT) -- Ryan, Sun, Jul 04 2004, 10:10pm PDT
He hug up the phone, pacing the floor - to upset to ask any questions to anyone - just waiting for his friend and his sisters husband.... (NT) -- Brandon, Sun, Jul 04 2004, 10:15pm PDT
Half wishing he had brought the puppy in so his arms wouldn't feel so empty, he evaded the nurses station and their polite inquisitions in favor of heading straight for his friend. "Brandon... What's going on?" (NT) -- Ryan, Sun, Jul 04 2004, 10:18pm PDT
He sighed softly, dropping into the chair. "I didn't get any details..I just know that there was a car accident and she's pretty messed up man..." He shook his head. "It sounds weird, I know, but man, she's in pain, I can feel it in my gut..." He let out a soft breath, shaking his head. "I came as soon as they called." (NT) -- Brandon, Sun, Jul 04 2004, 10:23pm PDT
He lowered himself shakily to a chair beside the other man, his hand dropping into his hair - this wasn't supposed to be happening. They were happy for once, and he was supposed to be taking care of her. "Oh god... No word from any doctors?" (NT) -- Ryan, Sun, Jul 04 2004, 10:27pm PDT
"I haven't really asked, I hate dealing with Doctors.." He frowned a little, looking up, his eyes on his friend. "I'm sorry man....I don't know what to do....this feeling is driving me crazy, I knew there was something wrong before they even called..I could feel it." (NT) -- Brandon, Sun, Jul 04 2004, 10:34pm PDT
He had felt something too, all evening, but didn't mention it. A hand moved to his friend's shoulder before he took a deep breath and stood. "I'll be right back..." Inside, he was a complete wreck, but on the outside he was doing what he could to be rational - knowing one of them had to stay grounded. (NT) -- Ryan, Sun, Jul 04 2004, 10:39pm PDT
He nodded a bit, standing up to pace once more, running his hands through his hair. After a moment, he stood - going to call their parents. (NT) -- Brandon, Sun, Jul 04 2004, 10:42pm PDT
He spent some time at the nurse's station - bugging them for all the information they could and would give him, before it was officially concluded that they knew nothing substancial but a doctor would be out eventually to talk to them. Returning to the chairs, he slouched down and ran a hand through his hair - an almost defeated look to him.. (NT) -- Ryan, Sun, Jul 04 2004, 10:45pm PDT
He hung up the phone with his parents, tilting his head as he regarded his friend. "They want you to call them as soon as you know anything." (NT) -- Brandon, Sun, Jul 04 2004, 10:56pm PDT
"I will..." He nodded slightly and looked up to his friend with a soft sigh. "They didn't know much... Said a doctor would be out eventually to talk to us.." (NT) -- Ry, Sun, Jul 04 2004, 10:59pm PDT
He nodded a bit and as if on cue a doctor walked out, looking at the clipboard in his hand. "Mr. McCabe?" He questioned, finally slipping off his glasses and looking around. (NT) -- Doctor, Sun, Jul 04 2004, 11:00pm PDT
"Right here..." He stood up quickly, arms crossing over his chest as he eyed the doctor anxiously, tense, and worried. (NT) -- Ry, Sun, Jul 04 2004, 11:07pm PDT
He nodded a bit, tilting his head before he read back over the files. "Your wife was in an automobile crash as I am sure you have been informed..." He paused a moment. "She sustained substantial injuries including multiple head abrasians, concussion..." He looked up. "She's stable now..but there were..complications..." (NT) -- Doctor, Sun, Jul 04 2004, 11:13pm PDT
"What do you mean 'complications'?" His brows furrowed as he glanced to Brandon and then back to the doctor, shifting uncomfortably from one foot to the other. "Can I see her?" (NT) -- Ry, Sun, Jul 04 2004, 11:14pm PDT
He nodded a bit. "There is a form of paralysis from the waist down...it should be temporary, but as for right now she doesn't have the use of her legs." He pursed his lips. "She's not awake yet, but as soon as she is moved to a regular room you are free to see her." Brandon had turned, walking down the hall as soon as the doctor said paralyzed, his fist going against the wall before he leaned against it, running his hand down his face. (NT) -- Doctor, Sun, Jul 04 2004, 11:17pm PDT
"Brandon..." He called after his friend, but not very convincingly - in truth that was all he wanted to do himself... He had to stay calm though - even with everything all a mess inside of him. "How long?" (NT) -- Ry, Sun, Jul 04 2004, 11:20pm PDT
"Till you can see her? Another twenty minutes to get her cleaned up and moved, she should be awake shortly." He nodded. "A nurse will be out to get you as soon as possible." He turned at that, going back through the doors. Brandon was still down the hallway, leaning against the wall, head tilted bac. (NT) -- Doctor, Sun, Jul 04 2004, 11:26pm PDT
He stood there for a long moment - looking very lost, and very uncertain about everything, as if he didn't truly believe this was happening - before finally finding a seat again, heads dropping into his hands, elbows resting on his knees as he exhaled deeply. (NT) -- Ry, Sun, Jul 04 2004, 11:28pm PDT
He let out a soft breath, running his hand down his face before he pushed off the wall and moved to his friend, shaking his head. "This is bullshit." (NT) -- Brandon, Sun, Jul 04 2004, 11:35pm PDT
"I know..." He murmured quietly and looked slowly up to the other man - he couldn't agree more. Why couldn't things ever go smoothly? (NT) -- Ry, Sun, Jul 04 2004, 11:40pm PDT
He sighed, sitting quietly next to his friend before a nurse came out, calling Ryan's name. "You can see your wife now sir." She spoke softly, sympathetically. "She's still out from the anesthetics, but she should be awake soon." (NT) -- Nurse, Sun, Jul 04 2004, 11:41pm PDT
He just stared at the nurse for a lingering moment before nodding and standing, looking to his friend. "You coming?" (NT) -- Ry, Sun, Jul 04 2004, 11:44pm PDT
He shook his head, running his hand down his face. "You go on, I'll wait out here." He waves his friend on, leaning back in the chair and closing his eyes. (NT) -- Brandon, Sun, Jul 04 2004, 11:56pm PDT
Nodding slightly, he followed close behind the nurse down the hall to Stacie's room, pausing just once to glance over his shoulder again at the other man - he wasn't used to dealing with difficult things, more used to Brandon doing the dealing and him just letting things go on. (NT) -- Ry, Mon, Jul 05 2004, 12:01am PDT
There were machines hooked up to her to monitor her condition, her skin pale and drawn tightly over her delicate features, bandages and some stitches decorating her small form. (NT) -- Stacie, Mon, Jul 05 2004, 12:04am PDT
His words caught in his throat and he just inhaled softly at the sight of her, hesitating before moving to her side, pulling up a chair, a hand moving to touch her hand lightly. (NT) -- R, Mon, Jul 05 2004, 12:06am PDT
It was a good 20 minutes before her eyes fluttered open, her tongue running across her lips as she squeezed his hand softly, her throat was dry - leaving her coughing a bit. At least she wasn't in pain anymore, the drugs had taken care of that. (NT) -- Stacie, Mon, Jul 05 2004, 12:13am PDT
When the nurse popped her head in to check in, he asked for some water or something for her, before looking back to her. "Stacie... Hey baby..." (NT) -- Ry, Mon, Jul 05 2004, 12:14am PDT
After she had taken a long drink of water from a straw she laid back on the pillow, her eyes closing for a long moment before she managed a small smile, looking up at him. "Hey..." (NT) -- Stacie, Mon, Jul 05 2004, 12:18am PDT
"Hi..." He repeated softly, absently brushing a strand of hair from her eyes - he had to just keep reminding himself that things could have ended up a lot worse than this... (NT) -- Ry, Mon, Jul 05 2004, 12:19am PDT
She sighed softly, her eyes closed. "I'm sorry.." She murmured lightly, her hand finding his and squeezing lightly. She hated that this had happened, that she had scared him.... (NT) -- Stacie, Mon, Jul 05 2004, 12:23am PDT
He leaned down to brush his lips lightly over her forehead. "Don't apologize, love... You didn't mean for this..." He squeezed her fingers gently in return, brows deeply furrowed. (NT) -- Ry, Mon, Jul 05 2004, 12:24am PDT
"I love you...." She murmured softly, her eyes closed a bit. "I'm scared Ryan..." She whimpered softly, shifting a little against the wires and gadgets. "I don't wanna be here..." She opened her eyes., her head tilting. "I want my puppy...." (NT) -- Stacie, Mon, Jul 05 2004, 12:28am PDT
"I love you too..." He reminded her gently before attempting a reassuring smile. "He's in the truck..." Despite his strong exterior, it was killed him to see her like this - it hear her admit that she was scared... (NT) -- Ry, Mon, Jul 05 2004, 12:30am PDT
She swallowed a bit, wincing as she shifted. "Are you taking care of him? Is he scared? He won't like being in the truck..." She let out a soft breath, wincing again. "I was afraid you weren't going to know how much I love you..." (NT) -- Stacie, Mon, Jul 05 2004, 12:36am PDT
"He's okay, baby... He's got his bed, and chew toys, and he's happier there then if I had left him at home..." He reassured her quietly, not commenting on her next words - she was here, and she would be okay, he didn't want to think about how things could have ended up. (NT) -- Ry, Mon, Jul 05 2004, 12:38am PDT
She smiled a little sqeezing his hand gently. "I heard what they said..about..." She looked down, frowning a little, her worried, pained eyes looking up at him. "But they said it's just temporary, right?" (NT) -- Stacie, Mon, Jul 05 2004, 12:41am PDT
He nodded and squeezed her fingers gently - repeating the words to reassure himself as much as her. "Yeah baby... Just temporary..." (NT) -- Ry, Mon, Jul 05 2004, 12:44am PDT
She smiled a bit before she closed her eyes, murmuring softly. "The light was green so I went...I didn't even see him coming...my cars destroyed isn't it?" (NT) -- Stacie, Mon, Jul 05 2004, 12:53am PDT
"It's okay, you can drive my truck whenever you want.." He hadn't even thought to check on her car, and didn't really care - insurance would cover damages, or a new car, whatever necessary. (NT) -- Ry, Mon, Jul 05 2004, 12:56am PDT
She smiled softly, sighing as she laid her head back, starting to drift off. "I like your truck better anyways..." she murmured right before she fell asleep. At that moment the doctor walked in. "We are gonna have to keep her a couple of days to see how she progresses..." he paused. "The man who hit was driving a dodge ram truck, his blood alcohol level was twice the legal limit." (NT) -- Stacie, Mon, Jul 05 2004, 12:58am PDT
His fingers lingered in hers even after she was sleeping, though he was careful not to wake her - knowing it was important she got her rest. His brows furrowed deeply when he looked to the doctor. "Was he hurt?" (NT) -- Ry, Mon, Jul 05 2004, 1:01am PDT
He shook his head a bit. "No..." He had to bite himself back from saying unfortunantly not - he saw to many cases like this. "Do you have an insurance card on you sir?" He wrote down some things from the various machines. (NT) -- Stacie, Mon, Jul 05 2004, 1:03am PDT
"Is he in police custody?" He questioned quietly before reaching into his pocket for his wallet, but then pausing brows furrowing a touch. "I just started a new job..." (NT) -- Ry, Mon, Jul 05 2004, 1:07am PDT
He nodded slightly. "Yes he is, I am sure you'll be wanting to press charges and go through the police report, I'll find out the officers name and number and get that to you." He sighed softly, eyeing the man before he looked to the young girl on the bed. She had been so sweet before they had given her medication to put her to sleep. "Been married long?" (NT) -- Stacie, Mon, Jul 05 2004, 1:10am PDT
He nodded a touch - angry, but thankful the man was atleast in custody, and certain he would pay for this - and then ran a hand through his hair with a soft sigh, murmuring softly. "Almost four years..." None of that other stuff mattered right now - they had never stopped loving each other. (NT) -- Ry, Mon, Jul 05 2004, 9:53am PDT
He smiled a bit, looking down at the sleeping girl. This was going to cost the young couple more money then they could dream about if they didn't have insurance. "When did you start this new job, son?" (NT) -- Doctor, Mon, Jul 05 2004, 10:40am PDT
"Like last week..." His gaze fell to his fingers still linked into hers - all of a sudden wishing his dad was there, or even Mika... Someone who knew what to do... (NT) -- Ry, Mon, Jul 05 2004, 10:42am PDT
He nodded a bit, tilting his head. "Well.." He let out a soft breath. "I'm not really supposed to do this, but I will put a three month hold on your bill alright? That way you can get your health insurance settled with your employer." (NT) -- Doctor, Mon, Jul 05 2004, 10:47am PDT
He exhaled softly and nodded, running his fingers through his hair - relief flooding through him. "Thank you, so much..." (NT) -- Ry, Mon, Jul 05 2004, 10:50am PDT
He smiled, clasping the young mans shoulder. "I'll be back in later, your welcome to stay as long as you would like." With that he turned, heading out the dooor... (NT) -- Doctor, Mon, Jul 05 2004, 10:51am PDT
He smiled a touch and watched the doctor go, before turning to the sleeping Stacie - he wanted to tell Brandon what was going on, and to call her parents, but he didn't want to leave her incase she woke up. He didn't want her to be alone... (NT) -- Ry, Mon, Jul 05 2004, 10:55am PDT