These Shattering Memories
Chapter Seven
It was around two o'clock in the morning and Elsa was doing her rounds when she stopped outside of Chris' private room, she saw Wyatt asleep with his head on the side of the bed still holding onto Chris' hand. She looked at Wyatt's face as he was faced towards the door, he didn't look peaceful at all, the worry for his brothers health still etched on his beautiful face. Suddenly Chris started stirring awake so she took her stethoscope from around her neck and entered the room.
"Where am I?" Chris asked the young nurse as she started to check his vitals, putting the stethoscope to his chest.
"You're in the hospital Mr Halliwell, I'm Nurse Atkins," Elsa explained, Chris looked really confused and noticed Wyatt's sleeping form beside him when he tried to sit up.
"Wyatt?" he groaned, pulling his hand out of the death grip to nudge him awake. "Wy, wake up."
"Chris?" Wyatt replied groggily, picking his head up from the bed. "Oh my God, Chris I was so worried," Wyatt announced, hugging his brother fiercely before giving him a death glare and a warning: "Don't ever scare me like that again, do you hear me."
"I hear you," Chris responded through coughs, an effect of the hug. "I thought I had everything under control."
"Promise me that when you get out of here you will tell me what has been going on with you!" Wyatt demanded as Elsa stood aside listening intently from behind her clipboard.
"Alright, I promise," Chris assured his older brother, he stopped the conversation from going any further into the supernatural when he noticed the nurse studying them over her clipboard. "Are you finished here?"
"Um, yeah sorry," she fumbled before hastily leaving the room. Chris looked at his brother and saw the tear tracks down his cheeks and his red puffy eyes.
"Have you been crying Wy?" he asked his big brother who was the usual image of strength.
"I was worried Chris, you have no idea how hard it has been for me, knowing that I could heal you in seconds but not being able to do it," Wyatt explained.
"Look at me Wy, I'm ok and it's my fault anyway," Chris told the worrying sibling. "I knew I was being stupid and stubborn but I didn't wanna get anyone involved."
"You can be such an idiot sometimes, families handle things together – especially this one," Wyatt said sternly.
"I know, I know, I know and I'm sorry but you know me, hard as a brick wall," Chris commented, referencing the way he never shows others how he's feeling and always wanting to deal with things alone.
"I can't believe I'm saying this, soften up idiot," Wyatt attempted a smirk but he was too worried and upset for it to work. Chris smiled at Wyatt continued chatting happily until the latter remember that Piper, Leo and Melinda had been there. "Mom, dad and Mel were here by the way."
"Wy, I told you not to tell anyone!" Chris sighed, frustrated.
"I didn't, Mel just turned up and then she called mom and dad," Wyatt explained, he hated being on Chris' bad side and avoided it at all costs, unless absolutely necessary. Chris groaned and tilted his head back, looking at the ceiling.
"What happened to me? I mean I know whatever it was it was because of everything I've been doing lately but the last thing I remember is being in the club with you," Chris asked.
"You collapsed in the middle of the club and then had surgery for internal bleeding; I supposed we didn't give the nurse any time to explain it to you," Wyatt replied and Chris looked pale at the thought of people digging around in his stomach even though he has had demons digging around in him for his powers before.
"You should go home Wy, get some sleep," Chris told his brother who refused and continued to refuse for the next four days that Chris was bedridden in the hospital.
"I have your release papers all ready for you Chris," Elsa came into the room with a smile on her face; she was happy that Chris was well enough to go home but she was going to miss having the two brothers around, they brightened up her day.
"Finally," Chris exclaimed, pumping a fist in the air. Chris had changed into a pair of jeans, a loose fitted top with sneakers.
"I'm glad you're better," Elsa told the twenty-two year old.
"Thanks Elsa," Wyatt thanked the nurse who, over the course of the four days, had gotten to know the two and they were on much better terms than their initial encounter.
"Just doing my job," Elsa smiled happily at Wyatt; she had only finished her medical degree a year previously and was a year older than Wyatt. They got on like a house on fire once they were over the whole abuse episode.
"You were a big help though even if it is just your job," Wyatt returned a big smile to mirror Elsa's.
"Wy, as much as I love watching you flirt with my nurse, can we go? I wanna go home," Chris smirked.
"Shut up Chris," Wyatt snapped, hitting his brother who was now stood beside him in the stomach by accident, making him wince in pain. "Oh, I'm sorry Chris," Wyatt quickly started fussing over his little brother, putting his hands on his shoulders and looking him in the eye as if to be checking his head was ok in case he had a concussion.
"It's alright Wy, I'm ok, let's just go," Chris groaned, holding his stomach in pain, Wyatt immediately nodded and they left after Wyatt and Elsa said goodbye. "You like her," Chris teased on the ride home.
"I do not, she was just a good nurse," Wyatt replied unconvincingly.
"Yeah, yeah whatever," Chris joked sarcastically.
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