"Excuse me, sir? I need you to fill our some forms for the patient you brought in, if you could."
Duo and Heero both turned to the woman behind the reception desk, who still had a rather shocked look on her face.
Not knowing which one she was addressing, both boys motion towards her.
She handed Duo a clipboard with a long form and a pen. He stared down at it and proceeded to fill it out in Quatre's behalf. A moment later, Heero was handed one too, and the both of them sat quietly for a few moments as they filled out the documents. Heero seemed to have an easier time with this than Duo because the information he was providing was none other than his own. Duo looked down at his own clipboard and saw that he only manage to write out Quatre's name at the top. He looked over to Heero's clipboard and saw that he had everything down and was just about to hand it back into the receptionist. Duo sighed; he didn't know that much about Quatre as much as he thought he did, doing the only thing he could, he asked Heero for help.
"Hey Heero, do you know how to spell Quatre's middle name?"
Heero, still finishing up his own clipboard responded in his mechanical fashion.
"It's Raberba. R-A-B-E-R-B-A."
"Thanks Heero...um...how about his phone number, do you have that too?"
Heero sat aside his now finished clipboard and took Duo's out of his hands and started filling out that one too.
"Uh, thanks Heero..."
Duo sat there silently while Heero finished up his second information form. That's when it hit him; my friends are really in danger. It seemed so odd, that the people who once seemed invincible were now fighting for there lives.
Heero stood up and handed in the forms to the receptionist and returned to his seat. Both of them remained silent as different scenarios encompassed their minds.
Duo lowered his head and locked his eyes onto the linoleum floor. He swallowed hard when he laid his eyes upon the minuscule drops of blood that were scattered on the floor. He recognized it as Quatre's from when he carried him in only a few short minutes ago. The sight of Quatre's blood made Duo's face go pale, Heero noticed this, and without saying a word to Duo, walked back over to the receptionist. He sat back down and in a moment later a janitor entered the waiting room with a mop and bucket a cleaned up the crimson mess on the floor. After he left, Duo's eyes were still locked onto the spot were the blood once was. His expression was unchanged and his hands were fidgeting, as if he was trying to wipe himself clean of the blood, but there was none.
Heero did not show it as much as Duo, but he was just as concerned and worried. He lifted his head up and examined the other people seated in the waiting room. There was what seemed to be a mother and daughter embraced in each others arms with silent tears running down there cheeks. Heero used his imagination to predict that there was a loving father and husband dying on the operation only a few yards away. It was cruel, yes, but it kept his mind off of the awful reality he was living.
He turned his attention to a woman who suddenly came through the entrance of the emergency room. Her face was covered by a large scarf and she was wearing dark shades. In her arms was something small and wrapped in a blanket. She walked over to one of the open windows next to the reception desk and handed off the small item wrapped it a blanket. As soon as it was taken away from her, it began to cry and it was apparent that she was a mother who was giving away her child. Heero swore she was weeping as she briskly walked out of the room.
At that instant it became clear to Heero that hospitals were not a place for happy endings and was dreading what was to come.
An hour passed with no word from any doctors about Trowa's or Quatre's condition. The foul stench of the waiting room was eating away at Duo and he was becoming restless. Heero sensed this, and gave his attention to him.
"Maybe it would be better to wait outside" he suggested.
All Duo did was reply in agreement and slowly stood up. Heero wrapped an arm around his waist to support him as they made there way outside.
The air outside was refreshing and brought both of them back to life. Duo was beginning to feel more relaxed as he stretched himself out on a bench while Heero remained standing.
Duo, remembering his curiosity looked at Heero and began to speak.
"So Heero, what exactly happened to Trowa?"
Heero laid his eyes on Duo and answered.
"I was helping set up a fake account when he collapsed; by the time I got him into the car he was unconscious. I gave the receptionist inside my name instead of his because I wasn't able to finish what I was working on and I thought I wouldn't have enough time." Heero knew that wasn't completely true, but out of respect for Trowa, he did not give Duo the harsh details.
"Oh," was all Duo said in return.
With his own set of questions, Heero took the opportunity to get his own answers.
"And what about you and Quatre, I mean, how did you even know he was in trouble?"
Duo was about to answer when he suddenly remembered why he went there in the first place. He knew that Heero wasn't going to be happy with his response, but he spoke the truth anyway.
"Well, you know me, I like to know things, and since you wouldn't let me in on what happened to Trowa I decided to go to the next best source,Quatre It was strange when I got there. I went to the door and waited, but no one answered. I was becoming worried because the lights were on and I was sure that at least one of his servants would come to answer. So I looked around that ungodly large house to look for an alternative way in. It took me until I got to the other side of the house to find and open door, and you know what, it seemed to be a million feet above me, especially when the ladder broke when trying to reach the goddamned balcony. So now I'm inside and Quatre's house turns into a fucking maze. I run around for what seems to be a hundred years screaming out loud for anyone who might hear when I finally found him. Hunched over on the floor covered in blood was Quatre, not a pretty sight I must add. So now I found him and I try to find a phone. You know what? I wouldn't be surprised one bit if you found one of his servants wandering around that place with a three foot beard trying to find his way out because it took me like 20 minutes to find the fucking door! So I give up on the phone idea and drive him to the hospital myself. Now I'm here with you because fate has made it so I cannot escape to somewhere else and pretend this never happened!"
Tears streamed down Duo's cheeks as he finished his last sentence. Heero went behind the bench where he was sitting and wrapped his arms around him. They remained like that until a voice spook out to them.
"Pardon me, but they doctor would like to speak to you now."
TBC...
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