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Maryanne Elizabeth Walker ([info]maryanne_walker) wrote in [info]spinningcompass,
@ 2015-10-25 04:42:00

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Entry tags:!open, maryanne walker (oe), ~amy fitzwilliam, ~clint barton (comic), ~sean rogers, ~tim dixon, ~tj hammond

Who: Maryanne, Tim and open
Where: Hospital
What: Recovery
When: Early evening/Night
Rating: TBD
Open: Yes to subthreads with either Maryanne or Tim (or other characters too lol).
Status: Ongoing

Maryanne had given herself until after Tim was tucked away in the hospital bed before she broke down. She was fairly sure the only people who knew what her children meant to her were her spouses. Not that she felt that anyone's children meant any less to them, but she was sure that none of them knew that they would out live them. Besides Steve.

She sat in the chair, her hands covering her face as she wept. Enough so that the tears ran down her arms. Fortunately she was able to keep quiet. She'd had much too much practice with quiet crying through her life. But never had she cried so much.

Fortunately Sophia had dug her up some scrubs to wear. She wasn't sitting there bare, crying enough that she didn't hear Tim wake. Until he croaked, his voice painfully hoarse.

"Momma?"

Tim wasn't sure when he passed out. He didn't remember getting to the hospital. He didn't remember the casts being put on his legs, he didn't remember bones that had needed to be set. He did remember getting each and every cut, bruise, and scrape. He didn't remember much of conversations that made his throat ache as if he'd screamed for days.

All that didn't matter, though, as his Mother sat beside him crying her eyes out. All without a sound. When she lifted her head, it was clear to him that she'd wept for a long while. Instead of watch her heart break again, when he spoke more, he simply waved her over. Knowing she was light enough, lithe enough, that she wouldn't hurt him

"My baby."

Maryanne whispered as she eased into the bed beside him. Fingers soothing over his battered face. Light enough that a feather would have been envious. She still hadn't been able to still the tide. But she was able to keep him dry.



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[info]thomashammond
2015-10-25 01:56 pm UTC (link)
As soon as TJ heard they were on the way to the hospital, he was out the door. It'd taken him a second to realize that the truck was gone. Before he had the chance to start running, Isabel came out of the house and grabbed his arm.

"Come on." She said. Blink of an eye and the two were standing in the emergency room. "I need to get back to help with the babies. Give him a hug for me?" TJ could only nod and then Isabel was gone.

He didn't run through the hospital screaming Tim's name. His husband was most likely resting and it would be needed. So he found a person that could tell him and went for the room. He stood outside and tried to calm himself down. He didn't need to be falling apart, not when Tim was the one hurt. With a shaky hand he knocked very lightly on the door before poking his head in. "Tim?" His voice soft enough that only if Tim were awake would he be heard.

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[info]tim_dixon
2015-10-26 05:56 am UTC (link)
Hearing the voice, they both raised their head. Maryanne dried her face as best she could, and carefully eased out of the bed with Tim. Leaning over the bed rail she pressed a kiss to his forehead. "I'm going to go check on something. I know you're in good hands."

"Okay Momma." He whispered. Tim hadn't really wanted her to leave, but she was right. And no doubt she wanted to talk to the doctors and stuff. Maybe check on the kids.

Maryanne stopped by TJ's side. Squeezing his arm lightly. "He has a concussion, a few cracked ribs, a hairline fracture on his left ulna, both of his legs are compound fractures." One had been sticking out of the skin, but she wasn't going to tell him that. "He was a little anemic, but that's been taken care of." She'd given him as much blood as she could stand. "Just, watch him. Make sure he doesn't get sick, if he does, ring one of the doctors." She trusted TJ almost as much as she trusted her spouses. "And me."

After that Maryanne didn't wait around, there was something she had to inspect.

Tim shifted a little on the bed. Groaning as he tried, and whimpering softly when he settled back down. He'd been trying to make room for TJ.

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[info]thomashammond
2015-10-26 06:01 am UTC (link)
TJ's heart broke a little more with each injury listed but he just nodded. They had a long road of recovery ahead but he was going to be there for every second of it. "I will." He promised Maryanne before she left the room.

TJ quickly moved over to the bed when Tim groaned, sighing a little. "Baby, be still okay?" He knew what Tim was doing and couldn't help but smile. As gently as he could he lay down on the bed next to Tim, almost afraid to touch him.

"What happened? How did you end up down there?" He felt horrible because he hadn't even realized that Tim had gone off the property.

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[info]tim_dixon
2015-10-26 08:23 am UTC (link)
Tim nodded the moment TJ told him to be still. He settled so that he was comfortable again. He breathed a few heavy sighs. He knew he was on pain meds. He could feel the buzz around his head. He definitely wasn't looking forward to when he had to come off of them.

"I went out to the firing range. I looked down at the crossbow for a second, and just fell in." He wasn't even sure if there had been a hole in front of him or if it had just opened up, and closed up again behind him. His voice went from whispers to a coarse hoarse scratchy tone.

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[info]thomashammond
2015-10-27 03:04 am UTC (link)
"I'm sorry, baby." He sighed and gently kissed Tim's temple. "I'm just glad that you're safe. And you've got so many people to take care of you." He knew that they wouldn't be able to sleep in their apartment for a while, what with the stairs and all.

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[info]tim_dixon
2015-10-27 05:14 am UTC (link)
"Yeah. Probably going to have to figure out some sleeping arrangements when they let me go home." He muttered. Because a lot of the bedrooms in the big house were up stairs too.

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[info]thomashammond
2015-10-27 05:25 am UTC (link)
"We've got time to get everything arranged before you go home, though." He nodded. "It'll be fine." He kissed Tim's temple again. "Worst case scenario, we take up the living room." He chuckled.

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[info]like_a_hawk
2015-10-26 02:59 am UTC (link)
Clint wasn't sure how much his family knew just yet but he'd made sure to keep up with the news on Tim, asking Steve or Mary Ellen or the doctors whenever they walked past his room. He hated knowing he was so close but that there was nothing he could do. That he was stuck to his bed and couldn't really see his son or the rest of his family who were dealing with that.

He sighed and went back to his phone, trying to decide if he should text someone or wait to hear more first.

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[info]maryanne_walker
2015-10-26 05:18 am UTC (link)
When TJ had come into the room, Maryanne had figured Tim was in good hands. It had been hard, but she'd caught an alarming scent over the antiseptic. One that couldn't be masked by anything else. It was one she'd know for the rest of her days, better than any other.

She followed the scent along the hallways. Letting it lead her to his room. A soft gasp parted her lips. What had happened? Lightly she rapped her knuckles against the door.

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[info]like_a_hawk
2015-10-27 03:20 am UTC (link)
Clint looked up from the phone and gave Maryanne a small smile and weak wave before he ushered her over with the sign for 'come here'. He had his hearing aides in but sometimes, around those he knew could understand especially, he tended to fall in to a mix of both talking and sign. "Are you both alright?" he asked before giving her the chance to ask about him.

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[info]maryanne_walker
2015-10-27 04:08 am UTC (link)
Maryanne closed the door behind her. Knowing a diversionary tactic when she heard one. "As alright as we can be. What's going on with you?" She hauled the chair up as close to the bed as she could get it. Sitting down she signed 'no bullshit'.

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[info]like_a_hawk
2015-10-27 04:17 am UTC (link)
Clint took hold of one of her hands, tangling his fingers up with hers and sighing again softly. "I was having contractions. The doc said it was probably stress." he started, but quickly added on, "But they got them to stop. Few days of rest then I just gotta take it easy and we should be fine. She's still okay." His other hand rest over the large curve of his belly gently.

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[info]maryanne_walker
2015-10-27 04:33 am UTC (link)
It took Maryanne a few minutes to grab a hold of her emotions. She couldn't let that dam leak again or she wouldn't be able to plug it back up. She took a deep breath and settled her hand on top of his. "She just got a little excited. Wanted to join the search."

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[info]seanrogers
2015-10-26 05:16 am UTC (link)
Sean had followed when they finally got Tim out and started toward the hospital. He stayed in cougar form so he'd be faster. When they got to the hospital, though, he stayed out in the waiting room. Thankful for the scrubs he'd been given, he sat in one of the chairs chewing on his thumbnail. While they hadn't really spent all that much time together, Tim was still his brother and he still worried about him.

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[info]sophia_peletier
2015-10-27 05:17 am UTC (link)
"Hi!" Sophia chirped lightly, at the door to the waiting room. "Can I get you anything? Coffee, Tea, something from the snacks?" She hoped her cheer didn't get on his nerves. But if there was anything she was good at it was cheering up her patients. And the people in the waiting room counted, a little, right?

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[info]seanrogers
2015-10-27 05:28 am UTC (link)
It took Sean a moment to register that someone was actually talking to him. He blinked up at her before a small smile appeared, though it didn't quite reach his eyes. "Some coffee would be great." He nodded. "And...could you keep an eye out for my boyfriend? Help him get to the waiting room?" His entire body felt too heavy to move.

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[info]sophia_peletier
2015-10-27 08:47 am UTC (link)
"Um, who's your boyfriend?" Sophia felt so out of touch. She moved to the coffee machine that was at the nurse station, not far from the waiting room. She moved the carafe and a couple of mugs onto the tray that already held some cream and sugar. "It's fresh. I figure if you and your boyfriend are going be here for a little bit, this will come in handy."

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[info]seanrogers
2015-10-28 02:00 am UTC (link)
"Bobby Colquhoun. Do you know him? He's an artist." He poured a mug of coffee and took a sip. "It's really good, thanks."

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[info]sophia_peletier
2015-10-28 02:48 am UTC (link)
"Um, no. I'm really bad with names, though. Do you have a picture of him?" Sophia beamed at him when he said the coffee was good. "I learned from the best."

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[info]amethyst_
2015-10-26 11:32 pm UTC (link)
Amy carried a vase with autumn wildflowers in her hand. She had been sure to include some lavender sprigs in the bouquet, hoping their fragrance would mask the disinfectant smell of the hospital. She approached the room carefully and knocked at the door softly. "Hi. It's Amy. Can I come in?" She asked.

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[info]tim_dixon
2015-10-27 05:13 am UTC (link)
With a lot of jello, and a few smuggled in bags of marshmallows, his throat wasn't nearly as bad as it had been when he'd first woke up. So Tim was able to call out, his voice still pretty scratchy. "Come in!"

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[info]amethyst_
2015-10-27 05:30 am UTC (link)
Amy walked in. "Hey Tim." She tried not to react to the casts and bruises, but she knew some concern would show on her face. "I brought these to brighten up the room." She walked closer and set the bouquet down on the bedside table. "You can never have enough flowers."

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[info]tim_dixon
2015-10-27 08:49 am UTC (link)
Tim smiled as much as he could without it hurting. "Hey, thanks. You didn't have to do that though. You already did a whole lot." He didn't remember everything, but he remembered a good bit. Her voice was one of the things that rang out the most.

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[info]amethyst_
2015-10-27 11:41 pm UTC (link)
"Someone had to. This room needs flowers. How are you feeling?" Amy asked and regretted it. The casts made it obvious he wasn't feeling great. "Are they giving you the good drugs?" She joked.

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[info]tim_dixon
2015-10-28 02:45 am UTC (link)
Tim chuckled. "Oh yeah. I can't feel a whole lot as far as pain goes. Just when I move too much. The legs don't like it when I shift around. But they're going to have to get used to it, cause I ain't going to stay in this bed the whole time the casts are on." He was feeling stubborn, clearly.

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