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Neil Donovan is (incharge) wrote in doors,
@ 2014-03-26 00:28:00

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christine daae, loki, phantom

UMC, in person: Neil/Louis ; call to Sam A
[After the police came to take his statement, Neil slept. A couple hours, give or take, before he was awake again and promising the nurse that he wouldn't try to get out of bed. Again. It's quiet in the room, the doctors having come in and out a couple more times to check his vitals and make notes on charts that he doesn't particularly care about. Morphine dulls the pain, and there isn't much else to do but lie back, listen to the muffled sounds he can hear outside his door, and let his mind wander.]

[call to sam a.]

[At some point after/before/whenever. Fuzzy timelines.]

Ring!

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	Re: Call: Sam/Neil incharge 2014-03-26 06:25 am UTC (link)
	[Weary smile.] I'm not going to die. Like I'd give her the fucking satisfaction. [Pause.] Where are you? (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	Re: Call: Sam/Neil jukejoint 2014-03-26 06:26 am UTC (link)
	[Yeah, no, ignoring the question.] Her. Her? Fucking Chloe? Chloe did this? (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	Re: Call: Sam/Neil incharge 2014-03-26 06:28 am UTC (link)
	[Unthinking.] Yeah. Told the cops. [Heavy sigh.] You didn't answer. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	Re: Call: Sam/Neil jukejoint 2014-03-26 06:30 am UTC (link)
	Did they haul her ass off to fucking jail? [A long pause, and there's the distant sound of her agitatedly tapping the counter with her fingers.] I wasn't with Shane. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	Re: Call: Sam/Neil incharge 2014-03-26 06:31 am UTC (link)
	Don't know. They left. I slept. [Frown.] Shane said [...] What? (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	Re: Call: Sam/Neil jukejoint 2014-03-26 06:36 am UTC (link)
	I'll make sure, yeah? I'll call that fucking lawyer or whatever, and I'll make sure. [She shakes her head so hard that it's audible, and the coffee mug clatters against the counter.] Nothing. Don't fucking worry about shit right now, ok? You can't worry about anything. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	Re: Call: Sam/Neil incharge 2014-03-26 06:38 am UTC (link)
	[He's not exactly sure what lawyer, but everything is fuzzy and he just lets it go.] Okay. [...] Shhhh. Are you okay? (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	Re: Call: Sam/Neil jukejoint 2014-03-26 06:40 am UTC (link)
	Yeah. Yeah. I'm ok. Lin's coming to get me, and he's going to bring me to the hospital or whatever. [Pauuuuse.] I kind of look like shit, but I'm ok. Ok? You swear you aren't dying? You fucking swear? (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	Re: Call: Sam/Neil incharge 2014-03-26 06:42 am UTC (link)
	Coming to get you... where? [Hoarse chuckle.] Bet I look worse. Swear I'm not dying. If I was going to die I'd already be dead. Doctors... said it could've been worse. Just have to rest. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	Re: Call: Sam/Neil jukejoint 2014-03-26 06:44 am UTC (link)
	[Nope. Ignored.] This shit is my fucking fault. If I hadn't bailed, you wouldn't have been alone. They just fucked me up with moving across the street and-- [Quick, almost frenetic.] You can't go home. You can't rest at home. They'll get to you there or whatever. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	Re: Call: Sam/Neil incharge 2014-03-26 06:46 am UTC (link)
	[Quiet hiss as he shifts in the bed.] Not your fault, Sam. Better that you weren't here. [Pause.] Fucked you up? [Headshake.] S'okay. They're not letting me out of here yet. I'll figure it out. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	Re: Call: Sam/Neil jukejoint 2014-03-26 06:48 am UTC (link)
	Don't fucking move. Don't. Yeah? Stay still. [She mutters under her breath as she looks out the diner window, because no fucking Lin, and fuck.] I freaked, ok? I-- I just freaked out. I panicked. [Calmer, a little.] I'm sleeping in the waiting room or whatever, whether you want me to or not, so don't fucking even try to say no. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	Re: Call: Sam/Neil incharge 2014-03-26 06:49 am UTC (link)
	Staying still is frustrating. [Pause. Pause.] Okay. But I don't understand. Why did Shane say you were with him? [Frown.] You can't sleep in the waiting room. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	Re: Call: Sam/Neil jukejoint 2014-03-26 06:53 am UTC (link)
	Yeah? Tell me about it. But I'll tape you to the bed or whatever, and just see if I don't. [Exhale, and she knocks over the cup she can't pay for. Clatter. Guiltily.] I asked him to, and I'll sleep where I want, yeah? (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	Re: Call: Sam/Neil incharge 2014-03-26 06:54 am UTC (link)
	No tape. Worse than sedation. [More frowning.] You're going to tell me why. And you'll sleep in a bed. Not a waiting room. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	Re: Call: Sam/Neil jukejoint 2014-03-26 06:57 am UTC (link)
	Then stay still. How many times did she fucking get you? [Hesitation.] Can't we talk about it later? Later, yeah? When you're better. And I'm not leaving the fucking hospital once I get there. Don't even try it. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	Re: Call: Sam/Neil incharge 2014-03-26 07:04 am UTC (link)
	Three. Surprised me. Bitch. [Pause. Sigh.] Okay. Later. [...] Fine. But I'm making them find you a couch or something at least. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

Re: Call: Sam/Neil

jukejoint
2014-03-26 07:07 am UTC (link)

What the fuck is it with those people? They get away with fucking everything. Everyone always says to call the fucking cops, or to get a lawyer, but the lawyer told me the cops could tell us that we couldn't do a restraining order or whatever. He said they could keep fucking with us, even if we called the cops. He said I'd have to go to fucking court. [And, she realizes she's ranting. Fuck. Breathe.] Shut up. You don't need to worry about me right now, ok?

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	Re: Call: Sam/Neil incharge 2014-03-26 07:21 am UTC (link)
	[Headshake.] She's not... getting away with this. I saw her. Cops'll arrest her. [Pause. So much confusion.] Lawyer? What? Why would you have to go to court? [Long exhale.] Always worry about you. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

Re: Call: Sam/Neil

jukejoint
2014-03-26 08:05 am UTC (link)

Yeah? Do they have her handcuffed now? I don't trust them, Neil. And I don't know why we'd have to go to fucking court, but he said we would. And they could move in across the street in the fucking meantime, yeah? And it's like the police don't give a shit, and now you're in the fucking hospital and almost dead or whatever. [Quiet for a few seconds.] Don't worry about me, baby. I'm a serious fuck-up.

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	Re: Call: Sam/Neil incharge 2014-03-26 04:13 pm UTC (link)
	I don't know. [Sigh.] I'm not almost dead. Yeah, it fucking hurts but I'm not fighting for my life or whatever. No one's moving in across the street. [Pause.] You're not. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

Re: Call: Sam/Neil

jukejoint
2014-03-26 05:56 pm UTC (link)

You're making it sound like it wasn't a big thing, when I fucking KNOW it was a big thing, ok? Lin and Lou both said they didn't know if you were going to fucking live, and they would have sugarcoated shit for me if they could have. [Breathe. Breathe. Breathing is good. Finger tap, tap, tap.] No, Neil, I fucking am, ok? Just- just take my fucking word for it.

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	Re: Call: Sam/Neil incharge 2014-03-26 08:48 pm UTC (link)
	[Long pause.] What am I supposed to say, Sam? I'm alive now. I'll be fine. [More movement, a stifled hiss, and the quiet beeping in the background picks up a little.] What are you talking about? (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	Re: Call: Sam/Neil jukejoint 2014-03-26 09:26 pm UTC (link)
	[Loudly, agitated.] Don't move! Stop moving! Why the fuck are you beeping? [Calm, calm.] Just- We'll talk when I get there, ok? Will they let me in? Can I see you? (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	Re: Call: Sam/Neil incharge 2014-03-27 03:07 am UTC (link)
	[Ignoring the moving part.] Monitoring vitals or some shit. I think so. One visitor at a time, the nurse said. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)