Two in one day :) I've had real inspiration today (plus i'm busy for the next couple of days so...)
Still owning nothing
Lisbon paced up and down the bull pen, as she had been for about the past half hour. Every now and then she would stop, look at the clock and carry on again. Jane was sat on the couch as usual, watching Lisbon walk up and down, waiting for her to say something. He could see Cho sat at his desk, clicking a pen and looking bored as heck, and boy was it driving him mad.
"Right, that's it. Lisbon for goodness sake stop pacing I swear my head is going to snap off, Cho stop clicking before I throw the pen at your head and can we please get on with some work?" Jane stood up, it wasn't often he complained about doing nothing but there was only so much he could take of these two and their repetitive behaviour. He soon regretted suggesting such a thing when Lisbon gave him one of her looks. "Alright sorry… why on earth are you so angry? I thought you liked us using our initiative?" That got an even bigger stare; Jane sat back down in fear of being thumped.
"We can't work. We can't go any further without the results from Van Pelt's search. She's locked her computer so we can't get on and she promised me she wouldn't be long. She's nearly 2 hours late! I promised we'd have this case closed ASAP, if we get caught doing nothing how do you expect me to explain this one?" Jane spent the next few seconds trying to work out if he'd ever seen Lisbon so pissed before realising she was waiting for a response.
"Well… we could look like we're working? You go try and ring her again, Cho can… pretend to work and play minesweeper and I'll read the case file. Okay? Sorted. Just please, stop pacing!" Jane nodded gently towards her office and picked the case file up, sitting back and ignoring any further stares. If he was honest, he was pretty annoyed as well, but at the same time he'd never really seen Grace as the rebellious type and it was kind of fun.
Grace however had forgotten all about work as she walked in to Megan's room with Hannah and Jo. Rigsby had stayed outside, having decided it was best to leave them alone for a moment.
Once the door was shut behind them, Grace let both children go so they could walk over to the bed. Jo went first, climbing up on the chair so he could see his mum properly, and his reaction almost broke her heart. She watched as Jo leant over on to the bed, carefully hugging Megan and stroking her arm – he'd clearly learnt from his mummy, Grace could remember the many times her sister had comforted her in the same way, it always helped. Hannah had stayed back, but watching her mummy closely.
"Is mummy sleep…?" she whispered to Grace. "She look sleepy…"
"Yeh she's sort of asleep sweetheart. The sleep is helping her." Grace took her hand again gently, watching Jo with Megan still.
"When will she wake up…?" Van Pelt froze at that question, how do you answer a question you don't know the answer to when a 3 year old's hopes are riding on it? It was enough to let a tear slip from her eye which she quickly wiped away.
"I don't know darling… I really don't know…" she knew that was not enough, but she had nothing else. Hannah didn't question anymore, but clearly not having a definite answer was worrying her. Eventually Grace decided to pick Hannah up and went over to the bed beside Jo. She placed a hand on his shoulder and he sat up, staying on the edge of the bed and keeping hold of Megan's hand. Grace placed Hannah beside him, allowing her to be with her mum also. The two children didn't speak after that. They both just sat at their mother's side, watching her breathe and occasionally hugging her. Grace stood back and watched them, shocked at how strong they were being about the whole thing. These were two children who loved their mum, had been through a lot with their Dad and deserved to have everything.
Half an hour passed in complete silence, Grace watched how the children were with Megan, so content and seemingly accepting the situation. However at this moment the room became suddenly cold, Grace found herself pulling her jacket tighter as everything seemed to slow down. The machines beeped slower, all noise outside disappeared and she felt everything drain away. She couldn't move, her legs seemed to be stuck to the floor and her emotions fell away. She watched as the next few seconds unveiled themselves, unable to do anything to stop it. As quickly as the machines had gone slow, they went haywire. Everything went very loud, people started to run in. A nurse helped Hannah and Jo off the bed and lead them out to Wayne who was still waiting outside. Someone came over to Grace and started talking to her, but she couldn't hear anything. She couldn't stop looking at Megan, and the doctors crowding around her trying to look completely calm and yet struggling to work out what was going on.
The nurse in front of her began shouting, trying to take Grace out of the room, and quickly she flicked back in to reality.
"Miss we really need you to leave, the doctors need to work on Megan now. Please… come with me." Grace pulled her arm away from the nurse and ran out of the room, shock taking over her and tears beginning to fall down her cheeks. She ran passed Wayne and the children and out of the ward, finding a corner to stand in away from everyone else. Her sister was in trouble, real trouble. Something was wrong and Grace didn't know what. She couldn't lose her now, she needed her family, the children needed her parents, and they all needed Megan. Grace sobbed, sliding down the wall and sitting on the floor. She wasn't strong enough for any of this, she couldn't take anymore and she certainly had no way of supporting 2 children through all this. The sound of the machines beeping still filled her head so Grace covered her ears and curled up, trying to block it all out, or maybe she'd wake up… she prayed this was all a dream as she let her head fall between her knees.
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