"Mr. and Mrs. Lamontange?"
Will's knee quit bouncing just about as quickly as JJ's head flew up. "How is he?"
"Well," They stood almost simultaneously; killing any illusion he had of sitting. "The young man ruptured his spleen tonight."
"He did what?" JJ's hand was all too quick to cover her mouth in both fear and shock.
"It looks like with that last tackle it must have gotten lodged up in his ribcage; rupturing under all the pressure."
He was carefully watching for any adverse reaction to the news; you never could tell who was just at the end of flipping their lid.
"One little organ against six hundred pounds of teenage boy," Will shook his head in incredulity. "The thing never stood a chance."
The doctor, David Cowell, couldn't help but smirk a little at that comment. "That's one way of putting it."
"Is he gonna be alright though?" JJ questioned once more as she rang her cap between nervous hands.
"With time," David assured. "He whacked his head a good one, has got some signs of a concussion, but some rest will do well to see him through it."
"Is there anything we can do?" Will draped an arm around his wife; silently saying it would be okay.
"He's going to be needing another blood transfusion. If either of you is a match you ca-"
"I'm o positive." Will interrupted; he was universally covered.
"Well alright than," It was good to see a father still wanting to help his son. "Let's go get you set up."
"Can I see my son in the meantime?" She didn't think she'd stay sane if she was left in the waiting room a second longer; especially not alone.
"Of course," She looked as if she just might hit him if he dared say no.
"Just as soon as he gets situated in a room I'll have a nurse come and bring you to him."
"Thank you" Though she really wanted to throttle him; she'd be waiting another ten minutes at least.
"I'll see ya in a little bit babe." Will kissed the side of her temple, soon leaving her alone as he followed the doctor's retreating footsteps.
With a sigh she slumped into one of the well worn pleather chairs; for some reason knowing her son was relatively sound didn't even help to ease a little anxiety. It only made her more anxious to verify their claims, to make sure they hadn't overlooked anything that could harm her little boy.
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"I forgot how long this process was." Will couldn't help it; his knee was bouncing once more.
"I take it you're eager to see your boy." A pale red headed nurse offered softly.
"After this he'll be lucky if I ever let him out of my sight again." And sadly enough he wasn't joking.
"Don't worry," She assured with a smile. "He's going to be just fine, especially once he gets this donation."
"What's the chance that his body rejects my blood?" If he spent all this time away from his family for not he wouldn't be happy.
"Usually when we're dealing with different blood types we'd go with the parent that matches the child but you having the universal type is kind of like your own personal cheat sheet. The likelihood of him rej-"
"Wait a minute." Will interrupted as her words registered within. "What are you talking about different blood types?"
"It says here your son's b negative," She showed him a chart with all the information she had been provided with.
"Is that not correct sir?" The last thing she needed to deal with was a patient mix up.
"No, that's Henry's information right there." Plain to see yet in all this time he never had.
"Good," She inwardly breathed a sigh of relief. "It'll only be a few minutes now and then you can go find your family."
"Thanks"
She nodded her head in appreciative worry as she moved along to check
on other donors; he seemed to have gone three shades paler since she'd first seen him.
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"I swear you boys are trying to kill me." JJ chastised softly as she pulled her fingers through her unconscious sons long blonde hair. "If it isn't you breaking a bone or twisting a muscle it's your father scaring me to death with bullets and bombs." It was no wonder she had never thought of expanding the family; her hands were more than full with just them. "And I never thought I'd say it but I'm starting to get too old for this."
"I never thought you'd say it either." A deep voice drawled from behind.
"Say what?" JJ offered innocently.
Will just shook his head as he asked, "How is he?"
"He hasn't woken yet. They say he might not do so for a couple hours."
That had been offered almost an hour ago; still it felt like she'd been waiting an eternity.
"How are you?" Will asked uneasily as he moved to his sons side; leaning down to kiss his temple softly.
"I'll be better once he gets up and I can yell at him properly." JJ joked in an attempt to ease her husband's
mind; he seemed truly shaken. "Will?" It didn't seem like he had actually heard her words. "Babe you okay?"
"Jen," His voice was as watery as the grip on their son's hand was tight and it had her scared to death. "Did you know he wasn't mine?"
"Will…" Confusion kicked her right in the gut. "Honey… what do you mean? What are you talking about?" Such an accusation was painful enough but at a time like this it was almost unbearably excruciating. "Why would you say he wasn't yours?"
"I don't, his blood does." And oh how he would have loved to live the rest of his days without such knowledge.
He could barely breathe past the pain it had placed in his heart.
"Baby what are you talking about?" Years of profiling told her that he wasn't angry with
or accusing her, he was just speaking fact, a fact she did not know and it brought tears to her eyes.
"I'm o positive Jen and last time I checked so are you. O + O = O right?" She nodded shakily and it only brought more pain to his chest. "Well Henry don't exactly fit that equation."
"Will what are you saying?" She knew exactly what he was saying but it just wouldn't sink in.
There was still a part of her saying the answer would change if she questioned it enough.
"He's b negative and since I know you're his momma that means…"
He couldn't help the tears that fell as he looked down to his little boy. "I ain't his daddy."