I do not own Pepe
I do own Pheffe and Pepe's family
Le Pew Tails: Father and Daughter
By:
bellechat
Chapter One
"She's in Serious Condition."
The night at the Le Pew's house was peaceful and quiet. Nancy was settled down in her rocking chair that she had rocked all her children to sleep in with a cup of tea. Henry sat in the window seat and read out loud the newspaper to her. Upstairs Marie and Ann were pretending to be asleep when really they were writing music notes and lyrics together under the sheets with a flashlight. Josephine and Joan had stopped arguing for the night to sleep. Diego finally home after a couple of days slept in his old room and next door Shamus studied a chemistry book. Louis softly played notes on his old telecaster.
So quiet and serene everything was until the phone rang loudly. Nancy got up to get it.
"Bonjour! Monsieur and Mademoiselle Henry Le Pew residence," she repeated her usual answer.
"Mom?" said a familiar voice.
"Pepe!" Nancy gasped. "Sacre bleu! Are you all right? Where were you? We called. No answer. I've been needing answers to many questions.
"So do I," he answered. "Mom, I need to bring Pheffe to you quickly."
"Why?" Nancy asked. "Eez she seeck?"
"Tres," was the answer.
"Bring her now!!" Nancy ordered. She hung up and fetched her aid kit.
"Pheffe's seeck," she told Henry.
Henry grew concerned. Still, it was best to not awake everyone else.
"Keep quiet." He suggested. "Unless you want everyone up for one eell child."
Shortly, Pepe crept in the house with Pheffe drooping over like a dying flower.
"Oh! My grandbaby!" Nancy sobbed and lifted her into her arms.
"Take her up to Pepe's old room," Henry said. "What happened to both of you?" he asked his firstborn.
"Eet's necessary," Pepe fiercly whispered. Still, in his heart was bitterness, revenge, and seething anger from his fight with Penelope.
Pheffe was tucked in the same bed Penelope had rested in when she had her first morning sickness experience.
She was trembling all over and seemed to be close to death. Nancy took her temperature which came out normal. Her tongue was not red nor did she have a stuffy nose. Obviously she did not have a cold or a fever.
"It might be cheells," Nancy said calmly. "I'll get her warm milk."
Louis poked his head in after hearing soft talking.
"What eez wrong?" he whispered to his brother.
"Pheffe eez not well," Pepe said straightly.
"I can see zhat," Louis said.
Nancy came back up with a sauce pan of warm milk with a spoon.
"Several small spoonfuls and she'll be fine," she said confidently. She took a spoonful a put it to Pheffe's lips, but something was wrong. She would not open her mouth. Even when Louis lowered her jaw line down she would not swallow. Milk leaked out from the corners of her mouth. Louis also noticed something else.
"Why eez she bruised all over?" he said. He lifted one of her limp arms and examined the bruises that were visibly on her black fur-like skin.
Nancy got up and paced. She stubbornly tried more old tricks out of the book to cure anything. Nothing worked. Then Louis stated it was logical to take Pheffe to the hospital, but Nancy was determined to do this on her own.
"Nancy," Henry said. "Zhe more you dwaddled weeth your old ways of mothering zhe more frail she'll get eef we don't get extra help. Her health eez at risk and eet's beyond your own wisdom. We'll take her now before she gets worse. She's in serious condition"
Reluctantly Nancy let them, but she went with them. All seemed quiet in the hospital the same one Pheffe had been born in four years before.
Quickly, she was in a room and being examined.
"Hmm," the nurse mumbled. "I don't like eet. Her blood pressures low: too low. Zhose bruises look awful. She won't eat you say. She eez tres leemp. You want my honest opinion? I don't know what eez wrong."
"Zhat's why I never brought my sons and daughters here!!" Nancy lashed out.
"Nancy!" Henry demanded. "Let zhem do zhere job."
"I am," Nancy snapped.
The nurse left to get a doctor.
Louis sat down and bit one of his nails.
"So you knew notheeng zhat happened to her?" he asked Pepe.
"No!" Pepe said frustrated. "I never knew where she was or what happened."
"We should call zhe gendarmes," Nancy said.
"I'm not so sure zhat the police weell go one a wild goose chase all over France at zhis moment Cherie. Especially zhis late at night." Henry said.
The doctor (a middle-aged rabbit) came in. She looked concerned at Pheffe's bruises the most.
"She has no temperature," she said. She scribbled down her thoughts on a clipboard.
"For her not eating I'd say we should put her on a feeding tube for a while. At least a week. I'm more concerned about zhese bruises. Zhey look like she was forced in a way."
"What are zhe chances of her getting zhem?" Pepe asked.
"You want eet straight?" the doctor asked after a pause.
"Oui, eef eet helps." he answered.
"Okay," the doctor sighed. "Zhose bruises do not look like she had bumped into a coffee table, but somezhing else."
"And zhat would be?" Nancy asked.
"Abusement." said the nurse coming back in.
"Mhm." the doctor said. "I guess zhat she was abused…" She could not the rest, but everyone caught on in horror.
"How would you know?" Louis asked who usually never jumped to conclusions."
"Bruises, and by examining her lower stomach with catscans and x-rays." She answered.
"The zhings I have seen yet of zhat abusement maybe what happened to her. Steell, a 50/50 chance she was not."
"Can you find out?" Pepe asked desperately.
"Eentend too I weell as soon as possible." The doctor said.
In the blink of an eye Pheffe was taken to be examined thoroughly.
The four Le Pew's stayed in her hospital room. Nancy sat down in a chair shaking hard, feeling hopeless. Louis and Henry did not rest. They stood up near the door waiting for the news to come back. At of all of them Pepe was the most miserable. He stared out the window at the Parisian lights. It felt good to be back in Paris, but sad to be here in a hospital with a sick daughter. Whenever he saw that wedding ring on his finger he narrowed his eyes at it and let out an angry exhale thought his nose. He dared to not look at it for a long time in that room.
After an hour the doctor came back with a gentle smile.
"She was not abused as thought." She said. "Abused physically, but not in any other way. Zhose bruises up close looked as eef she was dragged along with long nails and a tight greep."
"She'll be alright?" Nancy asked.
"Oui," she answered. "She just has to stay here for a week and learn to eat again."
By now it was two in the morning. Henry reminded Nancy of the rest of the family back at home and that they should take there leave. Louis left too. He had an important interview with another comic business. Pepe could not bear to leave Pheffe alone so he stayed in that room waiting for her to be brought back.
Pheffe, before long had a feeding tube up her nose and an IV shot through her right hand. She went into a coma. Pepe pulled a chair close to her side and rested his chin in his hands. Feeling, guilty and that it was all fault she was in pain he whispered to her though she could not hear him.
"You never deserved zhis," he said lacing his hand into one of her hands.
Author's Note: In order are Nancy's and Henry's kids incase you are growing confused.
1. Pepe 2. Louis 3. Diego 4. Shamus 5. Joséphine 6. Joan 7. & 8. Marie and Ann because they are twins.
