James (jamesownsit) wrote in tiberiusswann, @ 2011-03-06 21:08:00 |
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Entry tags: | james, rocky |
Sunday - October 19th, 2008
Who: James and Rocky
Where: Hospital
What: Rocky wakes up.
When: Afternoon
James was in the room with Rocky. He had just asked Will to go grab him another cup of coffee. He was about five minutes away from plugging in a caffeine drip. He hadn't slept in days aside from a few minutes here and there, and he felt like a zombie, though hyperaware perhaps, as he noticed her waking the very second her eyelids began to flutter. "Rocky?" He said, his voice near frantic as he moved from the chair near the window and over to the side of her bed. "Hey..." She was waking up. Fuck! Words could not describe how damn happy he was right now.
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Though it was hard to show, a wave of relief swept through Rocky as James came over to her. Moving her eyes because she didn't think her head was capable, the blonde winced a little at the sharpness of the light, trying to focus on her brother. He looked like shit, bags under his eyes and strung out. She tried to move her hand to take his but it was slow and laboured. Croaking in her dry throat, Rocky tried to speak. "Hey.... wass... D'vn..."
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When James noticed she was reaching for his hand, he moved to take hers instead, giving it a soft squeeze. "He's with Rez, actually." He exhaled a small laugh. "Will called him. He's staying at the apartment with him. He's been here a few times this weekend." He glanced over his shoulder toward the chair, hooking his foot around the leg and pulling it forward so he could sit down next to her. "How are you feeling?"
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That hadn't been what she meant.... and weekend? She didn't understand. Clearly confused she coughed a little, squeezing her brother's hand right back. "Uhm... like I don't know what the hell is happening... and dry." Her tongue felt like sandpaper. "Really dry."
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"Let me get you something for that," James moved to his feet, leaving her hand to herself for a moment as he crossed over to grab her water pitcher from the nearby nightstand. He was out the door after a moment, finding a nurse to ask for some ice, informing her that his sister was awake. It wasn't long before he returned, though a doctor returned right behind him.
"Good afternoon, Raquel. It's nice to see you awake today. Let's just check a few things and then we'll leave you be for a bit, okay?" This was all standard procedure really. They needed to keep a close watch on her vitals, make sure everything seemed okay, before giving her the green light for conversation.
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Ugh. Doctors. What the fuck. Raquel had an intense dislike for anyone in a doctor's jacket or indeed a nurse's. They'd treated her mother and brother like sacks of potatoes and she refused to believe that it was any different now. She said nothing as her face did all her talking for her. Just like her brother she was unable to hide any deep opinion such as this one. Allowing them to conduct their tests in silence, when the doctor finally announced he was 'surprised at her progress' and left the room she exhaled a deep breath but winced. Everywhere hurt. "James...? What happened?"
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James didn't care for doctor's either, and the scowl he wore matched that of his sister. It was easy to see that they were related in that instant. After the guy was gone, he crossed back over with the ice, putting a few chips into a cup for her and taking a seat. He offered her an ice chip with his hand, thinking she may not be able to hold the cup for herself right now. "The cab you were in got hit by a bus. The ambulance brought you here. Wes and Mandy have been by a few times."
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Taking the chip from him and sucking on it a moment she raised her eyebrows in shock. "I got.... I got hit by a bus?" she whispered. Wes and Mandy were names she knew of only vaguely, in passing, but that wasn't important. She had been fucking hit by a bus. "Well... what happened with Devon did you get him? I missed it?"
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"Yep. Driver had a heart attack. A lot of people were hurt, a few dead." James paused before he added in a soft voice, "You were lucky." She could have been one of them. Thank God she had still been alive when Wes finally got to her. Without his help, he had no idea where she would be right now. "I walked out on the hearing so.. it never actually happened. But they dropped it." He gave a small shrug of his shoulders. "They came to the hospital and.. talked to Devon and me and Will and then.. they dropped their petition for custody, just asked to be able to get to know him and see him now and then."
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It was as if she was in some weird dream. First some dude had had a heart attack and crashed into the damn cab, people were dead, she was lucky, and then - the petition had been dropped. If she hadn't wanted to cry during the revelation she'd been in a pile up she did now. James had Devon. How was he not weeping with joy? Happy tears fell from her eyes, shellshocked. "We have Devon? YOU have Devon? We.... and they fucking put you through hell for weeks just to DROP IT?" Funny how relief could turn into anger.
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James had had time to adjust to the idea. Sure, he hadn't cried, he'd been too stunned, too numb, to really do that, but he had at least had the chance to take it all in. It was funny though, watching her reaction. He laughed softly as she got all pissed off. That was so very Rocky. "They didn't know us then. And I guess.... I understand that they miss their daughter, they wanted to try to get a piece of her back." He gave a small shrug of his shoulders as he offered her more ice. "At least they realized the error of their ways."
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"Fuck the error of their ways they put us all through hell, they put their grandson through fucking... trauma. I hate them." That was the decision made. She just couldn't understand how James was being so nonchalant and understanding. Still she would let it pass - this once. Accepting the ice she pressed it to her lips. "Have you stopped shouting at Will?"
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"I know, I know, but.. It's over now," James said simply, his tone indicating that she needed to calm down about it before she upset herself and pulled a stitch or something. That was the last thing he wanted to deal with right now. The question made him smile a little as he replied honestly, "Mostly." There would always be a bit of heat between them, however. But at least that kept things interesting.
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As far as Rocky was concerned nothing would ever be over. Still. If James considered it over then it was the matter settled. "You know he's been fucking going around like a headless chicken all the time? You were mean to him..... not that I give a shit. I mean you know he's... still fucking annoying but... you get it."
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A slow smile formed upon the man's lips. "You do give a shit," he said, as though just realizing this for the first time. "You were worried about us, weren't you? Admit it! You like Will and you were worried that he and I were going to split up."
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For a second there Rocky looked caught out but she then gave a long 'pfft' in place of shaking her hurting head. "My only worry was that I'd end up with you going back to caveman stage if you drive him away with your constant diva mood swings and shit..."
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James rolled his eyes. "Uh-huh. You can convince yourself, but you're not going to convince me." He grinned and then stated plainly. "You like your brother-in-law and want him to stick around. That's good though. He's not going anywhere."
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Why did James have to be such a pain in the ass? With a glare in his direction Rocky then stared at her hands. "He's not bad. I'm still Team Fisher even if he doesn't know who you are any more. I'm fucking sick of finding eyeliner and glitter in the sink when it's not mine. And he has better clothes than me. AND he takes up the room on the couch. And you get this fucking dopey grin on your face whenever he says something."
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"Can we not talk about that?" James asked softly at the mention of Fisher and his memory loss. He was still.. a little fucked up over all of that and didn't care to think about it, hence why he was sort of glad that he was gone. It was easier to not think about it when he wasn't here giving him that blank look like he had that night. "Aww. Poor sis. She's so very jealous. It's okay, sweetie. We'll find you a cute, glittery boy someday too!" He laughed warmly.
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Coughing a little as James insisted on teasing her about Sparkle Motion Rocky tried to stop herself from hurting too much but her nerves were shot and she was caught off guard by the intense pain that she had in her gut. Wincing she turned away from him. Just as the subject of Fisher was hurtful for James, so was the subject of males. "I don't want a glittery boy."
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"Why not? You could share makeup ideas." James teased, a small laugh parting his lips. But then the moment turned serious, or it felt like it did, and he just had to say it. "I'm so glad you're okay, Rock. I..." He exhaled a breath, blinking the burn of tears from his eyes. "I'd lose my shit if I lost you."
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Biting her bottom lip as James spoke she then decided to turn her gaze back towards him. "I'm sorry. I should have gone earlier. I didn't... you shouldn't have to go through this again, I mean first Mom then it was Will, and now I'm fuckin' - " Looking around the room Rocky took a breath. "I wanna go home. I wanna just... dance on your feet again and take over your covers in bed and eat the pudding you never want..."
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"Rocky, don't. This... it's not your fault. Accidents happen and you're fine. You're going to be just fine," James assured her, his hand finding hers again to give it a squeeze. "We'll have you back home before you know it. Now that you're awake, we can work on getting you back to TJS and they'll have you as good as ever in a matter of days. And then you can steal all the covers you want and..." He exhaled a soft laugh. "Eat all the pudding."
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That wasn't good enough though. She wanted to just be at home and cuddle Devon, lie on James and put her feet on Will, watching some mind numbing show whilst eating pizza and making crude comments and farting on her brother to make him disgusted. Normally it was Will that hit her for it. Jesus she'd only been awake for thirty minutes and she was already craving to get out of here. "I don't like hospitals."
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"I know, sweetie. Neither do I but... It's not lke I can kidnap you from here or anything. We're doing everything we can." Or they would be now that she was awake. It was hard to make a case to move a comatose patient to another facility. But an awake one, on the other hand, perhaps that would be a bit simple.
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She hoped that now she was awake and could prove she wasn't that bad, the doctors wouldn't fight tooth and nail when she wanted to discharge herself. It'd probably take a few days but she wanted to escape here as fast as possible. Hospitals were bad places. Grasping James' hand and squeezing it she sighed, looking at him. "I don't remember much from - you know. But I know you would have gone through my mind."
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The squeeze of his hand made him smile. "It's okay. I'm just... glad to have you here to annoy me in person. I'd really rather not have to deal with you as a poltergeist." He laughed softly, then pulled her hand up to his lips to press a kiss against her knuckles. "More ice?" He offered, wanting to make her comfortable. "I might could even arrange for a ginger ale if you think you could keep it down."
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"I'd be the hottest poltergeist and at least I could talk to Devon and shit..." That was something she hadn't thought of before. Die, return, annoy your nephew. She was glad she didn't have to do that though. Smiling at his kiss she flicked a finger out to his nose. "I'd rather just have an ale... or a vodka.... maybe a burger? Or fried chicken.... think my appetite's there....".
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"True, but see you're already difficult for me to get rid of when I can physically remove you. Take that away from me and what would I have?" James laughed softly. A brow quirked as she started to ramble about food. "Let's uhm.. give your insides a break before we try that, okay? Start off small. Maybe some applesauce or Mac and Cheese?"
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"You're such a fucking 'tard," she growled, feeling her insides rumble and groan painfully at the mere thought of eating but despite all that Rocky stared at him. "Mac and Cheese? Applesauce? You trying to kill me? Where's my hearty meal of meat and potatoes? Or... you know...." Looking her bed Rocky tried to shift. "Do you like - know if there's a button where you can get nice pain meds from?" Not that she needed them... nope nope.
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"Once you're better, I will take you out for a steak the size of your head and enough potatos to cause a fresh famine in Ireland, but for now, applesauce is what you can handle." The look on her face made him cringe ever so slightly before he reached over to grab the little remote thing for the pain medication. "This button. It's set up so it won't let you overdose, will only give you so much, but you can.. kind of control it."
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Steak and potatoes. Unf. That was even sexier than Colin Farrell in nothing but a bow tie. She didn't like Jamse knowing that she was in pain but she was rewarded by it. This button was immense. She adored it already. Pressing it twice she waited a few moments to feel some change, sighing and turning back to James whilst she did so. "I don't like apples." Oh this shit was good. Her pain had already started to numb down and she felt sleepy happy. With a dozy smile on her face. "You should try this..."
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James laughed when she told him that he should give it a try. "Maybe later." A hand reached up to brush her hair off her head as he smiled down at her. "You should try to rest. I know you just woke up but.. your body needs it to recover." His removed his hand from her face and then added, "I'll still be here when you wake up again."
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"Good," she said softly, feeling her whole body become heavy. She leant into his touch just for a moment, comforted by it. She didn't have much affectionate connection so it was nice to have her brother comfort her. "I don't want to be alone right now." Rocky was beginning to speak slower, dozier as she drifted off. "Or at all... scared the - crap outta me..."
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James smiled as she drifted off, closing his eyes for just a moment as he felt tears burning behind his eyes. She was okay. Thank God, she was okay. And awake. "I won't leave you alone. Promise." She was already out again by the time he'd said it, but that was okay, it was more for him and less for her regardless.