Chapter 10
Christian's POV
I sit at Phoebe's bedside all night, various nurses come in sporadically throughout the night but for the most part I am left alone with my daughter.
As dawn cracks Phoebe seems to be coming too a bit more. She chokes and splutters for a minute but quickly stops.
I squeeze Phoebe's hand. Her eyes still look glazed and she is deathly white.
"I'm just going to go and get the doctor. I'll be back in a second".
I rush out to the corridor, I look around but can't find Dr Looter. A nurse is walking toward me, she'll have to do.
"My daughter is awake".
"I'll come and take a look at her".
I follow the nurse back into Phoebe's room and hang back while she examines her. The nurse shines a light into Phoebe's
eyes. The nurse removes the tube that was going into Phoebe's nose.
"Try not to talk too much Phoebe, your throat is going to be very sore for a little while. I'll bring you some water to sip okay and the doctor will be in to see you soon".
"Thank you".
The nurse smiles at me and leaves.
"How are you feeling Phoebs".
She gives me a roll of the eyes which makes me laugh. It was a stupid question but I'm glad that she's still in there under-
neath the drugs and the pain.
I stroke Phoebe's hair and talk to her about anything I can think of.
"I'm just going to phone your Mom okay. I won't be long".
I leave the ward and phone Ana trying to be as quick as I can. I don't even give Ana a chance to say anything or ask, I just
tell her to get here as soon as she can. I have spent too much time away from Phoebe and I don't want to be away from her
anymore.
As I'm heading back onto the ward Michael comes out of Natasha's room.
"Mr Grey".
"Its Christian, please. How are you?".
"I'm, well I'm holding up. You?".
"About the same really. Hows Natasha".
"She's okay, she woke up yesterday".
"Phoebe just woke up too".
"Natasha wants to see Phoebe but I said I should ask you first".
"Of course, it might be good for Phoebe to see a friend".
"I'll go and tell her and bring her in now".
I go back to Phoebe.
"Natasha is coming to see you Phoebs, I thought you'd like to see her".
Her face lights up and she nods. Its nice to see her looking happy instead of in pain or miserable all the time.
Michael wheels Natasha in then and sits her next to Phoebe's bedside. The two of us back off to give the girls a bit of space
but there is not a chance that I am leaving the room.
Ana arrives and goes to sit with the girls. I hear her berating both girls for what they did and telling them how worried they
made everyone. They both apologise and admit it was a dumb move. They also promise not to do it again but I'm taking
Phoebe's promises with a pinch of salt.
I make a mental note to make a appointment with Dr Flynn to discuss all of this, there is so much that I want to talk about.
"Ana, I'm going to go home and spend some time with Teddy okay".
I don't mind leaving now that Ana is here, I know that she is as committed to not letting Phoebe out of her sight as I am.
On the way home Sawyer tells me about the clinic he has found. Apparently it caters specifically for teenage girls with drug
addictions. Every part of their day is organised including relaxation time. Sawyer tells me that all patients who go there are given a two week period to detox and then they are expected to get with the programme.
I think this will be good for Phoebe and Natasha, they will be able to support each other through it but won't have enough time to even think about running off again, that's what I hope anyway.
I tell Sawyer to arrange for me to see the clinic. I want to know where my daughter is going before I send her there. Ana and
I still have to tell Phoebe that she will be going to a clinic, I know that she isn't going to want to go there but I hope we can
make her see that it is for her own good.
"Hi Mom" I say as I answer the phone.
I am left speechless when my mother tells me that the newspapers somehow know about Phoebe and Natasha disappearing
and about their drug use. I'm not really surprised, looking after Phoebe and finding her has been our biggest priority that I guess we haven't given much thought to keeping it all quiet.
I get on the phone to Andrea and explain the situation, she has read the article. She reassures me that she will organise a interview for me and Ana so we can get the story straight. I'm not a fan of the idea of telling the world that my daughter is a
drug addict but its already out there so there is nothing else I can do except set the story and hope it all dies down pretty quickly.
Sorry for the short chapter. R&R