Chapter 7
"It's nice that you had a lot of visitors."
"Yeah, thank God. I'm getting so bored in here."
"You know that they threatened to kick you out several times already?"
"Yeah. Stupid hospital. Can't they see the humor in what I do?"
"Shawn! You pretended you were dead. Then, you tried to act like a nurse and sneak into other people's rooms. That is insane!" Gus remarked.
Shawn who was sitting upright in his bed just shrugged his shoulders as he took a sip from his cup of juice. He was patiently waiting for his lunch, which never seemed to come on time. He believed that the nurses were paying him back for the weeks of him screwing around with them. "Shoot me now," Shawn replied as he slammed down his now empty cup onto the table beside him.
"It's okay. You will be out soon," Gus calmly answered.
"Soon? That is what they said a week ago," Shawn said as he threw his hands up in the air. "I'm sick of this place. Get me out of here," he pleaded with Gus.
"We are not signing you out against medical advice. Those wacky headache-vision-things are still affecting you. I don't like what they are doing," Gus said.
"At least I have them under some control," Shawn lied.
"No you don't. That scares me. Don't even think about driving until we figure out how they are triggered. I don't need you to get into another accident," Gus responded as the room became silent both knowing that they were in this awful hospital because of the dreaded accident just several weeks ago.
"Okay. I can't wait until we get back to work," Shawn said quickly trying to change the subject and once again lighten the mood. "First thing is first. We are going to the police station to check in with the latest updates," Shawn happily replied.
"We are going to the police station so you can check up on Juliet. You know, every time she comes in here you are pretending to be unconscious or sleeping. What is up with that?" Gus said as he shook his head.
"The ladies like it when their men are hurt," Shawn said as he smiled.
"Only you would say something like that. I give up," Gus answered.
Henry popped in through the door smiling both at his son and Gus. "I have some good news Shawn. They are going to let you leave tomorrow."
"THANK GOD!" Shawn screamed surely waking up the dead in the morgue. A nurse walked by at that instant and gave him a dirty look. At first he seemed like a charming, handsome, young man, but they quickly learned that both Spencers: father and son were something to be reckoned with and they would be glad to see them both go secretly wishing that they never return again.
"I want you to come home with me," Henry sternly said breaking the joy in Shawn's face.
"What?" Shawn barked back. "Hell no. I am capable of taking care of myself. End of story," he replied angrily crossing his arms while he sat in bed.
"There is no discussion. If you don't come home with me, then I'm sending you to a rehab institute where you can stay there for several weeks. The choice is up to you," Henry replied.
"You don't even have power to do that. I'm fine. I don't even need anymore physical therapy. I can walk by myself," Shawn said as he attempted to get out of bed. He was successful, but he knew to himself that it would take him awhile to get back to his old self.
"Shawn," Henry said sternly. "No arguments."
"Oh, come on dad. I'm 30 years old. If something happens, I can call you on your cell phone," Shawn whined back to his father.
"If something happens? Like if you get one of those seizure-like episodes? My luck you will fall down the stairs and break your neck. You are going to stay in the guest room."
"You mean my old room?" Shawn coldly replied back.
"Yes, your old room that you know that you are always welcome to come back if you ever needed it," Henry said.
This statement struck Shawn. He always assumed that the remodeling of his old room meant that his father did not want him to ever come back. "Alright. I'll come back home."
"Besides, I haven't made my way to your apartment yet. I bet you it smells from whatever was in the fridge."
"Oh no, my moldy cheese!" Shawn cried out as Gus just stood there and shook his head.
