Chapter 2- A trip to the hospital and Kiva's Talk with Coop

The squeaky floors. The dull lights. The horrible hospital smell. People where all over the place, every chair taken. This wasn't good. The intercom came on with different codes ringing every few moments. Doctors came and went, not even paying attention to the numerous patience stacking up in the lobby. It seemed that only the intern would cast the occasional caring glance over all the people, and that was only because they were naïve.

Maybe it was because she had no idea what was going on or how past hospitals really worked. Maybe it was because Coop was sitting next to her, pale as a sheet. Either way, Kiva was feeling awfully anxious, agitated, impatient, and guilty. It was only Jamie though. The annoying little side kick of the large man sitting next to her had caused her enough trouble since she had been blown back here and all she was doing was making some repairs.

Then again ever since Coop had come back and told his story of the weird looking Jamie fighting against a fitter Coop in a stronger mech along with her, a more robotic looking Kiva, she had been rather unsure of what to do. She didn't know what parts to believe and what parts to throw out. That whole love story was getting to her. Her and Jamie? That was a thought and a half. She had first thought it was just some wild story Coop had thought up, and then the next logical thing in her mind was that the Glorft feed him lies.

Then she had found all the updates in Megas.

Things she wouldn't of had access to this primitive age, things that Coop would have only been able to get from the future. Or an alternate reality.

Then she had started to believe him. After all, what could be so bad? She watched Jamie carefully, hoping not to arise suspicions. She found herself at least liking him a bit more then before.

But that had gotten him thrown into the hospital. How stupid could she get? She sighed and dropped her head, Coop looking over to the red head, eyes filled with a gentle care.

"What is wrong Kiva?" he asked her.

"This is all my fault. I should have cleaned up the garage better. He has to be there, in that bed, with who knows what being done to him. I just feel like it is all my fault," she said, looking over to the bed where Jamie laid, still unconscious, unable to see him due to the cloth they pulled around him.

"Hey," he said putting one of he giant hands on her head, "Don't worry. He is a bit tougher then he looks. I should have argued to keep him downstairs, but I figured he was really coming up to see you."

Kiva almost choked at his last comment. Why would Jamie want to see her? Oh yeah. There was that whole story they were being told over and over again. Then there was the fact that he had always had this sort of crush on her. Oh my god, she though, how could I be so stupid?

"Coop, tell me one thing. In the alternate reality, was Jamie really sincere about what he said?"

"He practically cried over you. I had never seen one guy so upset."

Kiva nodded and heard footsteps coming their way. Since things coming their way seemed to mean trouble all the time, she stood and got into a fighting position. He turned her head and her bangs moved out of her eyes. It was only a man in a white lab coat. White lab coat? That meant the doctor!

"Do you know what is wrong with Jamie?" Coop asked standing up. Kiva relaxed and went to stand next to Coop, hoping for the best. If something bad happened to him she wouldn't know what to do for the rest of her life.

"He seems to be okay. He will be knocked out for the next few hours and we would like to keep him here the night."

"Can we see him, Doc?" Coop asked, sensing Kiva's question but reluctance to ask.

"Certainly. Don't expect anything, but you can with him."

With that the doctor left, walking a few steps down to talk to the family of a cop who had been stepped on by some fool with a giant robot. Coop and Kiva quickly walked out of the waiting room and into where their friend slept.

As they swept the curtain back enough to get in they saw their pasty skinned friend paler then normal. His arms were hooked up to all sorts of beeping gadgets and IV went through the left hand. The heart rate monitor steadily beeped, rising and falling every moment. He seemed to be breathing okay, mouth open enough to inhale and exhale lightly. His black hair was messier then normal.

Kiva smiled at the site. At least she didn't kill him. He was alive and almost well. Coop walked over to his friend and tilted his head. He raised his fist and almost punched him, but the decided against it.

"Never scare me like that again," he said to the sleeping body. He turned to Kiva to have a look of disbelief on her face with a shrug. "He is my best friend, what do you expect. Anyway, I was gonna go and get a Philly cheese steak down at the corner, do you want to come?"

"No. I am going to stay here in case the Doctor comes back."

"Want anything then?"

"Don't worry about me Coop. I will get something later if I need it."

"Suit yourself," he said with a shrug. He turned and walked out, leaving her to Jamie's bedside by herself.

Kiva sat down in the chair beside the bed and just looked and the emotionless body that was usually so sarcastic and flirty. She sighed and wasn't sure what people did in these situations. Her family had died before she really had to worry about it and then when in battle that was all she thought about. She didn't have any real friends in the future. What was she supposed to do?

She found herself talking to him. Telling him about her past, how she built Megas, what she hoped to do with him. Then came the present. She really didn't know what to say then. She stopped looked down seeing his hand that wasn't connected to the IV.

She took his hand lightly in hers, holding it as though it were the most delicate piece of glass ever. She enclosed her fingers around his hand and closed her eyes, relaxing into the feel of it. He would never know.

Then suddenly she felt his hand react and enclose around hers. Her eyes snapped open and looked into his.

"Good morning Kiva," he said not letting go of his hand, "What happened?"