Just Let Me Grow Up
Chapter 7: Starting Over Again
With weak steps, Heero held his son's limp body in his hands, looking about the lonely hospital room. "Help! Somebody!" Yelling throughout the corridors, it was like everyone came to life, doctors taking his son from his arms and bringing him to a trauma room. Following apprehensively, Heero was made to wait outside the small operating room and watch from the window. Looking at Relena, he took her in his arms and held onto her, praying to God and whoever else heard his prayer for a miracle. Slowly, he rocked her back and forth, not caring that his once light blue shirt was now stained a deep red in the front. Holding her for as if she were to leave him should he let go, he whispered softly to the air around him. "Please God, don't take our little boy away..."
A shrill beeping sounded in the air, it wasn't the normal beep of the heart monitor, but a long, held out sound. Voices called from inside the room, calling orders with urgency. "He's gone flat-line!" and "Get the kid some adrenaline," or "If we don't get the bleeding stopped now he'll die!"
Heero's head shot up at this, his eyes wide in fear as he let Relena go, walking in disbelief to the doors and looking through the window. His stomach turned queasy at the sight, blood staining the table and floor, doctors and nurses scurring around as one tried to restart Adam's heart, his chest cut open so that the doctors could stitch up his freely bleeding organs. Everything was a frenzy, yet coordinated type of commotion that took place inside the room. And no matter how Heero wanted to be by his child's side, he was made to watch the horror from outside the room.
And still, the heart monitor continued to shriek one, long note.
e??f
Laying his head upon his hands, Heero released a soft groan, his emotions threatening to overflow at the very given chance. Relena sat by his side, his friends surround him. The steady beeping of the heart monitor along with the pumping of the respirator sounded in his ears. Speaking softly, Heero listened to the others stop their movements. "Why? He did nothing wrong, none of this should have happened to him." Leaning into Relena's arms as they wrapped comfortingly around his shoulders, Heero hid his face in shame.
Quatre stood and crossed over to Heero's side, his normal peace and liveliness gone. "It was not your fault either Heero. Don't blame yourself. Everything is going to work out." Softly placing his hand upon his saddened friend's shoulder, he was surprised to find it trembling slightly.
Trowa sat at Adam's bedside, silently watching his ashen face, his soft features standing out against his dark, honey-brown bangs. Tubes ran in through his nose and down his throat, I.V.'s and blood transfusions running into his arms. His form was so small, the youth-so fragile and weak. One could tell that he hadn't eaten in days, though it looked more like weeks. His ribs and bones showed and he was as light as a feather. With a gentle squeeze, Trowa held his nephew's limp hand, knowing he wouldn't get a response.
Duo sat next to Wufei, both surprisingly quiet. With weary eyes, he watched Heero's pitiful form huddle in his wife's arms as he mourned for his child. Duo also felt guilty for what had happened to Adam, for if he hadn't betrayed his word, Adam wouldn't have run from his house the night he showed up after the argument with his father.
Wufei looked over his nephew, feeling greatly for Heero. Two weeks of utter hell led up to an hour of extreme fear and hopelessness. "And yet the war still haunts us...."
Relena held onto Heero, comforting and soothing him as he silently wept for his son, years of pent up emotions finally being let go. She'd long since dried her tears and now took the responsibility of being strong so he didn't have to. She'd never seen him cry before, never. And yet, now he blamed himself for his son's terror and pain, probably hating himself now that his only child lay in a hospital bed in the intensive care unit. The doctors claimed that he shouldn't have lived, by all logical rights. But then again, life wasn't always logical. "Shh, it's all right, we'll get through this. It's okay, Adam's strong and he'll make it. Don't blame yourself sweet-heart, it wasn't your fault. Shh.... it's all right. Everything's going to be okay."
Adam was in a sort of subconscious state, but slowly was pulled from it as voices filled his ears. Forcing his eyes to flutter open, Adam was met with blurred shapes and bodiless voices. "W-where... am.. I?" He couldn't speak any louder than a whisper, his words airy and unsure.
Heero quickly and skillfully brushed away his grief, standing next to his son's bed. With a gentle and relieved smile, he silently thanked the angels. "It's okay Adam, everything's going to be all right from now on. You're in the hospital. I'm sorry about everything Adam. It's all right, we're all here and we're not going to leave." Heero held his son's hand gently, looking down into his bright blue eyes. The life that had been taken from them was once again beginning to return. "God Adam, I'm sorry, I'm extremely sorry for everything. I know I've messed up and missed out on a lot and I can't change that."
Adam focused his eyes and looked at the others, then to his father. He could see the guilt and depression in his father's eyes, but a great relief and slight joy as well. Trying to smile, he spoke again. "...W-will you...try a-again?" Softly gripping his father's hand along with Trowa's, he winced at the pain in his chest and his stiff muscles, but was glad to be alive.
Heero smiled, just as glad as the day that his son was born. "I want to try again...if you'll let me." A greater relief and unexplained gratefulness filled him when he received a small nod. At this and the extreme exhaustion in his child's eyes, Heero bade Adam to sleep.
"I lied....w-when I said I hated you.....I don't." With these words spoken, the tired youth fell into a true and blissful sleep.
"I love you too, my son." Sitting faithfully again by his side, Heero felt a new and rejuvenating strength fill his being. Everything would be all right, the nightmare was over and they could start over again.
e??f
Near two weeks after that fateful night, Adam had regained back his strength and health and was released to go home with his family once again. Through the entire dilemma, he escaped with: a scar that would remind them all of that day, two broken ribs (two more were bruised), severe dehydration and undernourishment, a fractured, right humorous (the large bone from your elbow to your shoulder), abrasions on his wrists, and of course, who could make it through that without keeping their cold. (they just never go away!) Noin was taken into custody by the Preventors and charged with kidnapping and attempted murder and is serving a life sentence with no chance of bail or release.
Adam stepped from the car, a smile gracing over his lips upon seeing the palace once more. He'd never been so glad to call this place home. Looking over to his father, he gave an approving smile as he stepped up to his home, loving the feeling of being where he was meant to be once more. "I'm finally home..." His throat was still slightly scratchy, but he didn't mind it much, he was glad he could talk again.
Heero wrapped his arms around Relena's shoulders, smiling as he leaned his chin upon his wife's shoulder. "Think he's glad to see the place again?" he called teasingly.
Relena let out a quiet laugh before turning back to Heero and smirking. "I think he might..."
Adam turned around and smiled. "Are you kidding? The next time I think of doing something like that again, shoot me and make it easier on all of us..." Laughing, he watched his father nod but broke into a fit of coughs as he continued to fight off his stubborn cold.
Heero nodded but gave a slight frown at his son's coughing. "I can do that, but let's get you inside before you get any worse. It's getting a little cool out here and you're probably tired..." Smiling, he lead his wife and son up the stairs of the palace and into the front room.
"So, where do you guys want to go for a little vacation?" Relena perked up at the thought of what had all occurred within their home.
Heero thought for a moment, remembering what they had talked about and gave a small smirk. "Why don't we let Adam decide."
Adam looked at the both of them as if they were crazy. "What are you guys talking about? Before all this happened you had all the paperwork and everything to finish and you've probably got even more now that all this happened."
Heero shook his head, a smile in place. "No, that can and will wait. The world can wait, I've neglected more important things for far too long."
Adam thought for a minute, a smile creasing his lips. "Really?"
"Really."
Adam looked about the familiar room, feeling content with himself. "Why do we have to leave? It hasn't been forever, but it feels like I've been away from home for that long. I missed this place so much, and I don't want to have to leave just as I get back here. Why can't we just put everything aside and stay here? I really don't want to be anyplace else. I'm finally home." Smiling, he watched Soul of a Renegade being led up to the front porch. Striding from the room, he opened the door and raced down to his best friend. "Renegade..." Patting and stroking the horse's muzzle, he laughed as the beast nudged him. "I'm glad to see you again too." Looking back at his father and mother, he laughed once more. "I'm finally home..."
Author's Note:
It's done! It's finally done! This is the first story I've ever finished! ~cheers and dances, hugging all reviewers and readers~ I'm so proud of myself. ^_~ I seriously hope you enjoyed this, it is finished and finally done! ~laughs and bounces off the walls, cheering~ If any of you want to know what happens later in Adam's life, I can write a short epilogue for you, just a thought. Hey, if you give me any ideas, I might consider a sequel, just for fun! Something to do, who knows what a new sophomore like me could come up with... ~devilish grin~ Oh, for those of you who don't know, I AM NOW OFFICIALLY A SOPHOMORE!!!! No more being called a stupid freshmen by Frasisco! ~he was a sophomore who sat behind me in Geometry~ Summer vacation, here I come! ~sings: "School's Out For Summer"~
Chapter 7: Starting Over Again
With weak steps, Heero held his son's limp body in his hands, looking about the lonely hospital room. "Help! Somebody!" Yelling throughout the corridors, it was like everyone came to life, doctors taking his son from his arms and bringing him to a trauma room. Following apprehensively, Heero was made to wait outside the small operating room and watch from the window. Looking at Relena, he took her in his arms and held onto her, praying to God and whoever else heard his prayer for a miracle. Slowly, he rocked her back and forth, not caring that his once light blue shirt was now stained a deep red in the front. Holding her for as if she were to leave him should he let go, he whispered softly to the air around him. "Please God, don't take our little boy away..."
A shrill beeping sounded in the air, it wasn't the normal beep of the heart monitor, but a long, held out sound. Voices called from inside the room, calling orders with urgency. "He's gone flat-line!" and "Get the kid some adrenaline," or "If we don't get the bleeding stopped now he'll die!"
Heero's head shot up at this, his eyes wide in fear as he let Relena go, walking in disbelief to the doors and looking through the window. His stomach turned queasy at the sight, blood staining the table and floor, doctors and nurses scurring around as one tried to restart Adam's heart, his chest cut open so that the doctors could stitch up his freely bleeding organs. Everything was a frenzy, yet coordinated type of commotion that took place inside the room. And no matter how Heero wanted to be by his child's side, he was made to watch the horror from outside the room.
And still, the heart monitor continued to shriek one, long note.
e??f
Laying his head upon his hands, Heero released a soft groan, his emotions threatening to overflow at the very given chance. Relena sat by his side, his friends surround him. The steady beeping of the heart monitor along with the pumping of the respirator sounded in his ears. Speaking softly, Heero listened to the others stop their movements. "Why? He did nothing wrong, none of this should have happened to him." Leaning into Relena's arms as they wrapped comfortingly around his shoulders, Heero hid his face in shame.
Quatre stood and crossed over to Heero's side, his normal peace and liveliness gone. "It was not your fault either Heero. Don't blame yourself. Everything is going to work out." Softly placing his hand upon his saddened friend's shoulder, he was surprised to find it trembling slightly.
Trowa sat at Adam's bedside, silently watching his ashen face, his soft features standing out against his dark, honey-brown bangs. Tubes ran in through his nose and down his throat, I.V.'s and blood transfusions running into his arms. His form was so small, the youth-so fragile and weak. One could tell that he hadn't eaten in days, though it looked more like weeks. His ribs and bones showed and he was as light as a feather. With a gentle squeeze, Trowa held his nephew's limp hand, knowing he wouldn't get a response.
Duo sat next to Wufei, both surprisingly quiet. With weary eyes, he watched Heero's pitiful form huddle in his wife's arms as he mourned for his child. Duo also felt guilty for what had happened to Adam, for if he hadn't betrayed his word, Adam wouldn't have run from his house the night he showed up after the argument with his father.
Wufei looked over his nephew, feeling greatly for Heero. Two weeks of utter hell led up to an hour of extreme fear and hopelessness. "And yet the war still haunts us...."
Relena held onto Heero, comforting and soothing him as he silently wept for his son, years of pent up emotions finally being let go. She'd long since dried her tears and now took the responsibility of being strong so he didn't have to. She'd never seen him cry before, never. And yet, now he blamed himself for his son's terror and pain, probably hating himself now that his only child lay in a hospital bed in the intensive care unit. The doctors claimed that he shouldn't have lived, by all logical rights. But then again, life wasn't always logical. "Shh, it's all right, we'll get through this. It's okay, Adam's strong and he'll make it. Don't blame yourself sweet-heart, it wasn't your fault. Shh.... it's all right. Everything's going to be okay."
Adam was in a sort of subconscious state, but slowly was pulled from it as voices filled his ears. Forcing his eyes to flutter open, Adam was met with blurred shapes and bodiless voices. "W-where... am.. I?" He couldn't speak any louder than a whisper, his words airy and unsure.
Heero quickly and skillfully brushed away his grief, standing next to his son's bed. With a gentle and relieved smile, he silently thanked the angels. "It's okay Adam, everything's going to be all right from now on. You're in the hospital. I'm sorry about everything Adam. It's all right, we're all here and we're not going to leave." Heero held his son's hand gently, looking down into his bright blue eyes. The life that had been taken from them was once again beginning to return. "God Adam, I'm sorry, I'm extremely sorry for everything. I know I've messed up and missed out on a lot and I can't change that."
Adam focused his eyes and looked at the others, then to his father. He could see the guilt and depression in his father's eyes, but a great relief and slight joy as well. Trying to smile, he spoke again. "...W-will you...try a-again?" Softly gripping his father's hand along with Trowa's, he winced at the pain in his chest and his stiff muscles, but was glad to be alive.
Heero smiled, just as glad as the day that his son was born. "I want to try again...if you'll let me." A greater relief and unexplained gratefulness filled him when he received a small nod. At this and the extreme exhaustion in his child's eyes, Heero bade Adam to sleep.
"I lied....w-when I said I hated you.....I don't." With these words spoken, the tired youth fell into a true and blissful sleep.
"I love you too, my son." Sitting faithfully again by his side, Heero felt a new and rejuvenating strength fill his being. Everything would be all right, the nightmare was over and they could start over again.
e??f
Near two weeks after that fateful night, Adam had regained back his strength and health and was released to go home with his family once again. Through the entire dilemma, he escaped with: a scar that would remind them all of that day, two broken ribs (two more were bruised), severe dehydration and undernourishment, a fractured, right humorous (the large bone from your elbow to your shoulder), abrasions on his wrists, and of course, who could make it through that without keeping their cold. (they just never go away!) Noin was taken into custody by the Preventors and charged with kidnapping and attempted murder and is serving a life sentence with no chance of bail or release.
Adam stepped from the car, a smile gracing over his lips upon seeing the palace once more. He'd never been so glad to call this place home. Looking over to his father, he gave an approving smile as he stepped up to his home, loving the feeling of being where he was meant to be once more. "I'm finally home..." His throat was still slightly scratchy, but he didn't mind it much, he was glad he could talk again.
Heero wrapped his arms around Relena's shoulders, smiling as he leaned his chin upon his wife's shoulder. "Think he's glad to see the place again?" he called teasingly.
Relena let out a quiet laugh before turning back to Heero and smirking. "I think he might..."
Adam turned around and smiled. "Are you kidding? The next time I think of doing something like that again, shoot me and make it easier on all of us..." Laughing, he watched his father nod but broke into a fit of coughs as he continued to fight off his stubborn cold.
Heero nodded but gave a slight frown at his son's coughing. "I can do that, but let's get you inside before you get any worse. It's getting a little cool out here and you're probably tired..." Smiling, he lead his wife and son up the stairs of the palace and into the front room.
"So, where do you guys want to go for a little vacation?" Relena perked up at the thought of what had all occurred within their home.
Heero thought for a moment, remembering what they had talked about and gave a small smirk. "Why don't we let Adam decide."
Adam looked at the both of them as if they were crazy. "What are you guys talking about? Before all this happened you had all the paperwork and everything to finish and you've probably got even more now that all this happened."
Heero shook his head, a smile in place. "No, that can and will wait. The world can wait, I've neglected more important things for far too long."
Adam thought for a minute, a smile creasing his lips. "Really?"
"Really."
Adam looked about the familiar room, feeling content with himself. "Why do we have to leave? It hasn't been forever, but it feels like I've been away from home for that long. I missed this place so much, and I don't want to have to leave just as I get back here. Why can't we just put everything aside and stay here? I really don't want to be anyplace else. I'm finally home." Smiling, he watched Soul of a Renegade being led up to the front porch. Striding from the room, he opened the door and raced down to his best friend. "Renegade..." Patting and stroking the horse's muzzle, he laughed as the beast nudged him. "I'm glad to see you again too." Looking back at his father and mother, he laughed once more. "I'm finally home..."
Author's Note:
It's done! It's finally done! This is the first story I've ever finished! ~cheers and dances, hugging all reviewers and readers~ I'm so proud of myself. ^_~ I seriously hope you enjoyed this, it is finished and finally done! ~laughs and bounces off the walls, cheering~ If any of you want to know what happens later in Adam's life, I can write a short epilogue for you, just a thought. Hey, if you give me any ideas, I might consider a sequel, just for fun! Something to do, who knows what a new sophomore like me could come up with... ~devilish grin~ Oh, for those of you who don't know, I AM NOW OFFICIALLY A SOPHOMORE!!!! No more being called a stupid freshmen by Frasisco! ~he was a sophomore who sat behind me in Geometry~ Summer vacation, here I come! ~sings: "School's Out For Summer"~
