Tears In The Rain {Part 2 of 23}
Tony stands by the window, the tips of his fingers against the cold glass. It had been raining for three days and it didn't look like it was going to stop anytime soon.
He was at the hospital, waiting for any signs of life from the bed. Machines beeping, I.V.s dripping. That was all he heard for the last week.
The chair was still next to the bed where he had put it. It kinda surprised him that the nurses hadn't moved it.
From his position at the window, he could see the entire parking lot. He turned, and looked down at the sleeping figure on the hospital bed. So fragile. So helpless.
Tony hated hospitals. The smell of death was everywhere. He felt so helpless here. He knew that all he could do was wait but he wanted to do more. Anything.
He walked away from the window and sat down in the chair. Looking down at the figure, he closed his eyes. He wasn't a religious man, but lately he had been praying a lot. It comforted him, in a way.
He had nothing but time on his hands. He had taken the vacation days he had saved up. It was a good thing that he did-he wouldn't have been able to focus on his job anyway.
With his eyes closed, he lowered his head to the bed. Not knowing if sleep would come, he waited.
Eight days, and counting. That was how long he had sat at the hospital. Waiting to see those eyes flutter open. Waiting to hear something from the bed.
He stood up and stretched. For the first time in a week, he had actually slept for a few hours. But the dreams were still there. No longer just Jeffrey White. Now, there was a new bad guy. A new nightmare.
Tony headed back over to the window. It was still raining. Tony sighed and turned around to see a nurse had come in to take vitals. Tony waited until she was finished to pull her aside and ask his questions.
The nurse didn't know too much but the doctor was going to be in shortly. Tony could ask him. So he waited a little while longer.
Finally, the doctor came in. Tony pulled him aside and asked his questions again.
The doctor didn't say much. There was no change. He didn't know how long it would be until there was a change. Tony would just have to wait until those eyes opened to look at him.
Needing a break, Tony walked outside the room and down the hall. He found himself outside the nursery. Looking at the new babies, he fought back tears that threatened to spill. Saddened, he turned around and headed back down the hall. Back to the hospital room he had been in for the last 8 days.
Walking into the room, he felt something was different. Quickening his step, he stopped at the edge of the bed. Taking a deep breath, he looked down at the bed to see bright eyes staring back at him. Breathing a sigh of relief, Tony sank into the chair. For the first time in 8 days, he didn't fight the tears that began to flow.
It was still raining.
The End