Nick winced as the doctor injected the local anesthetic into his forehead. They were pretty sure he didn't have a concussion but the collision with the tree had split his skin open just above his left eyebrow.
The doctor moved to put the needle down and Nick caught a glance of Stephen and Connor sitting in the waiting room. Connor was twitching, there was no other word for it, he was constantly moving, constantly talking and Stephen looked about ready to knock him out.
This wasn't Stephen's first trip to the emergency room with Nick, Nick had a habit of causing himself numerous small injuries. Cutting himself with a knife opening his mail had been an interesting one as the doctors said he'd only just missed the bone. When he'd knocked himself out trying to reach something at the top of his bookcase they'd had two days of Nick's dizziness and vomiting before the concussion settled down.
He pulled Connor into a seat next to him and stroked his hair.
"Calm down."
"But he's bleeding."
Stephen sighed and leant back into the hard plastic chair as Connor got up to pace again. Connor would get used to it eventually, right now Stephen just had to not add another head wound to their count.