Heya guys, here's the next chapter. Hope you like it. Oh and just for your information, if I put Angelos instead of Angel, it's just because Angelos is what I was intending for Farrah's middle name to be. Maybe from here on out I'll change it.
Anyways, thanks for the reviews.
Leilani Munroe, only child of the youngest Munroe sister, Kris. Mother to two gorgeous children at the tender age of 19. Lay in her hospital bed battling an unknown quantity of apparently life saving drugs, which seemed to be doing the absolute opposite. She had already experienced some extremely dangerous side effects of the overdose, which were convulsions, made even more dangerous by the fact that she was pregnant at the time. After 10 days of most of the drugs being purged from her frail body, the remnants were still reaping havoc on the young Munroe. Her whole body shook as a 105 degree fever was still ravaging her body. Her immune system had been weakened considerably with each injection of the insulin. They had told her that if she was injected with any more of the drug, then she most probably would have died. They told her that she has a long road ahead of her, and that what she was experiencing now was normal. She didn't believe them. What part of laying in a hospital bed, sweating beyond belief, shaking so much that she was unable to even hold her children through fear of dropping them, vomiting violently as dizzy spells overcame her every now and them, was normal. She'd been awake for two days now, although not fully awake, only being able to manage half an hour at a time before sheer exhaustion overtook her. She had only held her babies once, but she didn't experience that immediate connection everyone had been talking about. She didn't feel any connection to them at first. Perhaps it was due to the fact that the babies were cut out of her 3 weeks early, or the fact that she wasn't able to hold them after they were. Maybe it was due to the fact that she hadn't heard them cry, or maybe it was the fact that everyone else, other than her had experienced those things, and she felt now that she had a lot to live up to. She had yet to experience most of those things, but she was physically unable to do so. Jill had taken Kris for a trip around the hospital, showing her everything she saw while on her escapades, making sure to introduce Kris to Satan on their way round. They thought Leilani was asleep, and Peter and the angels were at work.
Leilani closed her eyes, keeping them shut as a wave of nausea hit her again. The door opened and someone walked in. Without opening her eyes, she knew it was Sam.
"Morning Leilani, how are you feeling today?" She asked her, changing her old bag of saline for a new cooler one, and giving her a fresh boost of antibiotics and morphine.
"Sick" Lani managed to say, before turning her head and vomiting into a bucket which Sam kindly held for her.
"Well, your fever has dropped by 3.5 degrees, so that's a good thing" Sam told her, reaching over to stroke her back as another vomiting bout crept up on Leilani.
"Forgive me for not jumping for joy, but I'm a little bit paralysed, and completely unable to hold my children. I think I'll hold off on the joy until I can actually move" Leilani said, frowning at Sam. She knew she was only doing her job, and she was a really nice person, but she was extremely frustrated at the whole situation in which she found herself.
"It means you're getting better Leilani" Sam told her, in truth, she was kind of used to these outbursts "Now the physiotherapist is coming down in a few hours to get started on your physic regime. You need to rest, you're going to need as much energy as possible, believe me" Sam told her, checking the machines behind her before leaving the room. Leilani sunk further into her bed. It didn't feel like her temperature had gone down, her head still felt like it was on fire, and the headache that it caused was almost blinding. Kris and Jill had tried to talk to her many a time over the past two days, but she didn't have enough energy to keep up with a conversation, especially not with her mom and aunt. She closed her eyes, intending on getting at least a few hours sleep before the physiotherapist turned up. No sooner had she closed her eyes, her mom and Jill came into the room, laughing and joking. Kris was in a wheel chair, and Jill was behind her wheeling her into the otherwise quiet room.
"The look on her face was hilarious. Especially when you called her Satan and then ran off down the hall. I can't believe you left me there in front of her" Kris said, laughing so much if she could, she would probably fall out of her chair.
"I know, the worse thing was coming back for you. She stood in front of you, I had to try to sneak around her, but she caught me anyways" Jill replied, laughing herself, helping her onto her bed.
"I thought she was going to kill you" Kris said, her laughter dying down. Jill sat on the end of Kris' bed, rubbing her legs in a soothing motion.
"No such luck sis, I'm giving her a much needed workout" Jill replied. Kris nodded, understanding where Jill was coming from.
"I agree with that" Came a soft voice from beside them.
"Hey honey, I didn't realise you were awake" Kris told her, turning to look at her sick daughter. She noticed that she was sweating profusely, and her eyes were only half open. In the few minutes that Kris and Jill had entered the room, another wave of pain enveloped her whole body.
"Yeah, I woke up when Sam came in about 10 minutes ago" Leilani told them "She told me that my fever has gone down, and that a physiotherapist is coming down soon"
"That's good honey" Jill told her, still sitting on Kris' bed.
"It's not really" Leilani replied "It doesn't feel like the fever has gone down"
"You have to be patient Leilani, it takes time" Jill told her. She looked at Kris, who had fallen asleep, apparently as soon as her head hit the pillow. Jill noticed that Leilani too couldn't keep her eyes open. "Go to sleep honey, you need your rest for physiotherapy in a while" Leilani nodded, she was too tired to talk, she closed her eyes and drifted off into a peaceful sleep.
Two hours later, the physiotherapist walked into the room. She looked around, noticing all three occupants were asleep. She walked over to Leilani's bed, and pressed a button moving the bed into a sitting position. This sudden shift in movement woke Leilani up with a start.
"Good afternoon, my name is Nadia, I'm your physiotherapist" She told her. Leilani looked around, seeing if she was going to have some sort of support for the activities she was going to be subjected to. Nadia noticed her worried looks. "Who do you want me to wake up?" She asked. Lani pointed to Jill. Nadia nodded and walked over to Jill's bed, shaking the sleeping occupant awake. Jill blinked a few times, before realising that Nadia had to be the physiotherapist. "Hi, Leilani wanted me to wake you up. I'm Nadia her physiotherapist" Nadia told her, extending her hand. Jill took it, shaking it as she replied.
"I'm Jill, her aunt". Nadia nodded at her, before walking back over to Leilani's bed with Jill in tow. Kris was still fast asleep, and neither Jill nor Leilani wanted to wake her.
"Now, I'm not going to push you too much today, I just want to move your legs a bit. You haven't moved them for a while, as I understand, so they're bound to be a bit stiff" Nadia told her. Leilani nodded. Jill stood by Leilani's side, holding her hand for comfort and support. Nadia pulled back the blankets, and slowly began to rotate Leilani's ankles, feeling for any stiffness or resistance from the muscles. She moved up to Leilani's knees, bending and flexing them, feeling a bit of resistance in her left leg. She wrote it down, before rotating her legs at the hips, noticing as the left one seemed to be catching a bit. She noted that down too.
"Is that it?" Jill asked, expecting the session to last for considerably longer. It had, in fact only lasted 20 minutes.
"Yep, that's it. My main aim today was just to see if there are any problems with the muscles, or if there is any permanent damage from the drugs. Good news is that there isn't. There is a bit of resistance on your left leg, and it seems to be a bit stiff at the hip, but I'll order an MRI to see exactly what it is. I'll be back tomorrow. Hopefully these exercises will help" Nadia told them. She wrote down one last piece of information, before smiling at them and leaving the room.
"There, that wasn't so bad now was it?" Jill asked, ruffling her hair. Leilani shook her head.
"No" She replied, even though she had not actually done something, she was exhausted.
"Go to sleep honey" Jill told her, getting up to walk away. She stopped when she heard sniffing behind her. She turned round and noticed Leilani crying. "What's wrong?" Jill asked sitting down again.
"Why is this happening to me?" Leilani asked. Jill looked her shocked, she didn't know how to answer. "What have I done wrong? I've never hurt anyone. I've been a good person haven't I?" Lani continued, tears were streaming down her face into Jill's hands which were cupping her cheeks.
"Of course you have honey. Bad things happen to good people though honey. It's just how the world works. It's nothing you've done, Alexia just wanted to hurt someone, and she chose us. I know you didn't deserve this, but you've got to get better, you've got to prove to her that you're strong enough to overcome whatever she is throwing at you. She wants us to fail, but we've got to prove to her that Munroes never quit, we never fail, and nothing she does to us will ever keep us down" Jill told her, wiping her tears away. Leilani nodded at her, leaning into her. Jill climbed up next to Leilani and pulled her into her embrace. "It's ok honey, you can sleep" Jill told her. Leilani rested her head on Jill's chest, feeling safe with Jill's arms wrapped around her body. She fell asleep instantly. Jill let a few of her own tears fall before she too closed her eyes to sleep.
Alexia sat on a sofa in the flat. Apollo was in front of her and Jonathan sat to her left.
"I just don't understand why you're doing this" Jonathan said. Alexia had told them her plan, but not why she wanted to do all of this in the first place.
"Because I can" She replied simply, looking down at the floor in front of her.
"If you want us to go through with this, you at least owe us an explanation" He told her, glaring at her as she looked down.
"Because, the almighty Charles Townsend killed my father" She replied. Feeling like it was the only explanation he deserved, she got up. " We strike tomorrow night. Give the angels one last day together before things change. They're not going to be able to bounce back from this" She smirked before walking off.
The Munroes lay in their hospital room, fast asleep, dreaming of good things. In Jill's case food, in Kris' case memories of when Leilani was little and the little things they used to do together, and in Leilani's case, what her children were going to grow up to be. They were all blissfully unaware of the carnage that was about to come. The carnage that was going to throw them into chaos. Jill may have been talked out of killing Alexia, but if it came down to it, and if situations permitted it, she really wouldn't hesitate to pull the trigger. She wasn't a murderer, but she knew, deep in her unconscious, that that was how things were going to pan out. Alexia knew that she wasn't going to walk away from this, but that is why she has devised such a plan. She didn't want to walk away from this, and she didn't expect a few other people to.