Chapter Seven

"He's what?" Marcy asked as she walked into the room and headed for the bed. Campbell spent three days in the ICU, but was still asleep and the nurse standing next to the bed looked down at him.

"He's humming," she said as Marcy looked down at Campbell and he was humming. The plaster around his head ended just above his eyebrows and there was slight bruising around his eyes. The prongs of the oxygen tube were sticking up his nose, but it didn't stop him from humming and she recognized what he was humming.

"He always hums along while the record's playing," Marcy said and the nurse gave her a confused look. "Have you ever heard of the Campbell Bain's Loony Tunes Show?"

"Aye, I listen tae it all the time, though it's on reruns right now."

"That's because he's lying here recovering from brain surgery," Marcy said and the nurse's eyes went wide.

"Blimey," the nurse said when Marcy got an idea and smiled.

"Campbell, put your ears on. The song's almost over," Marcy whispered in his ear as he made a soft snort and half opened his eyes, slowly moving his fingers back and forth on the bed.

"I cannae find 'em," he half croaked and she took his hand, kissing his knuckles.

"That's ok. Can you wake up all the way for me?" she asked then he blinked his eyes a few time and smiled at her. "Hello, Sunshine."

"He-hello," he said softly and blinked.

"Do you know who I am?"

"Aye, you're my wife."

"What's my name?"

"Your name is Marcy and my sons' names are Logan and Eddie."

"Excuse me, but I have to examine him now," the nurse said and Marcy nodded, moving out of the way. The nurse asked Campbell a few more questions after examining him then left the room and Marcy kissed him on the lips.

"I'm alive?" he asked as she carefully sat on the edge of the bed and took his hand, wrapping her fingers around his fingers.

"Well, your pressure dropped twice during surgery, but, aye, you're alive," she said and he looked at the ceiling.

"My head feels weird."

"Weirder than usual?" she asked with a grin and he frowned.

"Aye, it feels a little lighter."

"That's because Doctor Kelly removed a tumor that was the size of a bottle cap."

"You saw it?"

"No, she told me that's what it looked like."

"We're nae keeping it," he grumbled in reference to being allowed to keep his appendix. Marcy talked him out of taking it home and she kissed the back of his hand.

"No, I told her tae get rid of it," she said as he yawned and half closed his eyes.

"Where are the boys?"

"Lily's watching them. They woulnae let them come see you while you were in the ICU," she said and kissed his cheek.

"I want my sons," he said then sighed and his eyes closed. She watched him drift off to sleep as she placed her hand on his chest and watched the lights moving up and down on the heart monitor.

"Can we come in?" Marcy asked as she looked into the room and Campbell smiled at her. The nurse was changing the IV when she nodded and Marcy led Eddie and Logan into the room. Before Marcy could stop him, Eddie ran to the bed, climbed up then jumped onto Campbell's legs and Campbell smiled. Shrugging, Eddie moved closer then snuggled next to Campbell and Campbell wrapped his arms around him.

"Hi, Daddy," he said, placing his head on Campbell's chest and Campbell kissed the top of his head. Eddie had been careful about the wires as he smiled up at Campbell and Campbell looked at Logan, who was standing near the door.

"You going tae come closer?" he asked and Logan walked to the bed, standing next to him. Campbell watched as Logan took hold of his hand and Campbell wrapped his fingers around Logan's fingers.

"My teacher asked aboot you this morning," he said and Campbell blinked.

"He did, eh?"

"Aye and he said that he hopes you feel better soon."

"Well, that was nice of him."

"Miss Jenny had m'friends make you some cards. Mummy has them in that bag," Eddie said as he pointed to the gift bag that Marcy had in her hands and Campbell smiled.

"Gimme!" Campbell said with his hands out and Marcy walked to the bed, placing the gift bag on his lap. Campbell opened the gift bag after Eddie sat up and helped him take the homemade cards out of the gift bag. Eddie pointed to each card and told him who it was from until Campbell sighed and blinked.

"Uh-oh, I think Daddy's getting sleepy," Marcy said while placing the card into the gift bag and Eddie leaned against Campbell.

"Are you getting sleepy, Daddy?" he asked.

"No, just getting bored of being sick," Campbell said and Eddie nodded.

"When did Doctor Kelly say that you can come home?" Logan asked just as the door opened and Doctor Kelly walked into the room, heading for the bed.

"Why dinnae you ask her yourself?" Campbell asked and Doctor Kelly frowned, placing the chart on the table near the bed.

"Ask me what?" she asked.

"When can Campbell go home?" Marcy asked.

"Well, I still need tae run some more tests. So sometime next week, I think," she said and they nodded. "Now, I am sorry, but I need tae examine him."

"We'll go wait out in the hall," Marcy said as Eddie carefully got off the bed and they left the room. Doctor Kelly picked up the chart when she looked at Campbell and he was looking down at his lap.

"You ok?" she asked as he looked at her then blinked a few times.

"Um, no, I dinnae think so," he said as she walked closer and he looked at his feet sticking out from under the blankets. "Eddie jumped on the bed after they came in and, more or less, landed on my legs."

"That had tae hurt."

"It normally does, but nae this time."

"What are you saying?"

"I'm saying that I didnae feel a thing."

"That cannae be right," she said when she walked to the foot of the bed and moved the blankets and sheet back. "I tested your reflexes yesterday afternoon and you could feel it when I touched your foot."

"Aye, I could, but, today, I cannae feel a thing."

Marcy had given the boys some money to go get something from the vending machine when the door opened and Doctor Kelly walked out of the room. She seemed upset about something as she stood in front of her and looked at the chart.

"What's wrong?" Marcy asked.

"Do you remember when I told you that the tumor was sitting on some nerve bundles?" she said and Marcy nodded. "Well, it turns out that the nerves controlled his legs and, now, he can't feel or move them."

"Are you saying that he's paralyzed?" Marcy said with wide eyes.

"I have tae run tests, but it does look that way," she said and Marcy stood against the wall.

"Oh shite, he cannae cut a break, can he?"

"It might nae be permanent."

"How is he handling it?"

"He's just lying there, staring at the ceiling."

"You do ken that he's a manic depressive, aye?"

"Aye, I do."

"Then I have tae go in there and pray that he hasnae taken the lift down tae the sub-basement," Marcy said as she walked into the room and Doctor Kelly frowned, wondering what she was talking about.

Marcy felt like crying as she walked to the bed and Campbell was looking up at the ceiling. He didn't react when she took his hand and wrapped her fingers around his fingers.

"Hey, Handsome," she said then kissed his cheek and he blinked. "Och, Campbell, come on, talk tae me."

"I dinnae feel like talking right now," he said when she sat on the edge of the bed and pulled him to her. She rubbed his back as he started crying and she hushed him, rocking him back and forth. The door opened as the boys walked back into the room then walked to the bed as she looked at them and laid Campbell back against the pillow.

"Is Daddy ok?" Eddie asked as he carefully climbed onto the bed and snuggled against him.

"No, Daddy is nae ok," Campbell sighed and they looked at him. Marcy explained what happened as Logan looked down at the floor and Eddie looked at Campbell. They had told him about Campbell's condition and the story about the lift in his head and Eddie gently poked Campbell in the nose until Campbell smiled softly and took his hand.

"Sorry, but the lift is broken," he said and Eddie placed his head on Campbell's shoulder.

"Is it still in the lobby?" Eddie asked and Campbell ruffled his hair.

"I think it's stuck between the lobby and the basement at the moment."

"But it will get fixed, aye?"

"Aye, I have a very good repair person working on it," he said with a smile and Eddie sadly smiled back. Marcy looked at them while she softly prayed that he was right and took hold of Campbell's hand, wrapping her fingers around his fingers.