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Chapter 28: The Plane To Peru
Silvy waddles with a small weird smile back into Juarez's room. "Hey, honey, we can go..." She says.
Juarez looks at her and tilts his head a little. "What's wrong?" He asks, seeing her weird look.
"It's my dad." She says silently. "He acted really weird."
"What do you mean?" He asks and looks at her.
"He didn't say or do anything, he didnt even react on calling his name..." She says silently. "He was just looking in front of him..."
Juarez nods with a soft look. "Sounds like he's been drugged up..." He says.
"Okay..." She says silently, though still worried. He nods some and pets her flipper. She silently stares a bit in front of her. "And it is all my fault…" She says silently.
Juarez looks softly at her. "You didn't realize that any of this would happen...Though, I do remembering telling you that you mean a lot to your padre..." He sighs.
She silently nods some. "I'm so sorry..." She says silently.
He gently squeezes her flipper. "And if you want to have us stay here while he is recovering, I'm fine with it." He says softly.
She shakes her head some. "No… That might make it worse… If he hears I'm still with you, he'll have a fit." He nods a little silently and looks away. He is seeing this more as his fault than hers.
Silvy silently looks down and sniffs some. "I'm sorry..." He then says. She looks some at him with a sniff. "Why?"
"It's all my fault." He says.
She looks confused at him. "Why would it be?"
"If I wasn't a criminal, your father wouldn't have a problema with me, nor would I have been in a cell that you faked your death over..." He shrugs some silently. "It all leads back to me."
She shakes her head. "No, honey… You can't help it..."
"I didn't say that I could help it really… But it does all lead back as my fault..." Juarez says silently.
"But if it is a fault, you could have helped it..." She says softly and Juarez shrugs some. She silently watches him. "How are we getting to your house, anyway?"
"By plane?" He shrugs. "You can't drive to Peru…"
She nods some. "So then we need tickets?"
Juarez looks at her for a moment. "I guess…"
She nods some and then glances around for a trashcan. Juarez watches her and points at a trashcan with a concerned look. She nods and goes over to throw up some. Her boyfriend watches her concernedly and gets out of the bed.
After a little, she finishes with throwing up silently. He stands worriedly next to her and pets her back.
She silently looks at him now, with a growing headache. Juarez looks at her. "Maybe we should spend tonight at your house so that you can rest?" He asks quietly.
"I can rest in the plane too..." She says a bit silently.
Juarez shakes his head. "The air pressure will not do well with your head…"
"But… Can't we just go? Then I'll rest when we are there, together with you?"
"I don't want to risk making your head worse...We will rest tonight, then go tomorrow…" He says.
"But then I need to first go by my dad again to get the keys…" She says.
Juarez nods a little. "Though I doubt his car is here?"
Silvy nods. "I didn't dare stealing it this time. I don't know which one I got now, though."
"I don't know either… Maybe your Dad's girlfriend knows?" He shrugs some.
"Eh… I'm not going to tell her how I just stole a random car at the place she is boss of..." Silvy says.
Juarez shrugs some. "I'm sure she'd understand the circumstances."
Silvy nods some. "Are you coming with me, or not?" He nods some and then goes like he is going to try to pick her up. She shakes her head. "Honey, don't. You need to take it slowly, too."
"But you don't need to be up much… You'll hurt your head…"
"It's fine, I'll lay down tonight, okay?" She says.
"Okay…" He sighs some.
She nods and kisses his cheek. He kisses hers back. She smiles and then goes ahead towards her dad's room. He follows her.
Silvy then softly knocks on the door of the room.
Bob silently lays there, staring in front of him. He doesn't seem to notice the knocking.
Juarez decides to stay outside the room.
Grace looks up at the door. "Come in…"
Silvy nods and waddles in, with pulling Juarez in, too. Juarez unwillingly is dragged into the room.
"Eh, hey." Silvy says to Grace with a small smile.
Bob hasn't even noticed them coming in.
"Hello." Grace nods.
"Eh… Juarez said that he rather has us staying at dad's for a night before making the trip to Peru…." She starts.
Grace looks at her and nods some. "Alright…"
"So I need his keys." She says, with a nod to her dad, who is still just laying there. Bob's girlfriend nods and gets Bob's keys softly from his feathers and tosses them to her. Silvy catches them. "Thank you." She says.
"Be careful." Grace nods again.
Silvy nods. "You too, and take care of him..." She says with a small nod to Bob.
"I will…" She nods.
Silvy nods and hugs her. Grace hugs her back.
Bob then turns his head a little and looks at Juarez. Juarez silently stands there, looking at Bob unbelieving and confused. Bob looks still at Juarez. Juarez then makes eye contact and lowers his gaze to the floor with his flippers behind his back like a chick that is expecting to be sent to time-out.
Bob doesn't do anything though, he just remains staring.
"I'm so sorry..." Juarez kind of murmurs and keeps his gaze at the floor.
Bob still stares and remains silent as if he doesn't understand Juarez. Juarez kind of looks at him again with a small shiver, partially from pain from his cut and looks at Silvy. He doesn't like seeing his childhood idol like this.
Silvy is still hugging Grace and is silently crying. Grace hugs her closely and softly rubs her back.
Bob tries to swat his flipper some at Juarez. Juarez looks at him and wonders if that means Bob wants him out. He is sure it probably does. Bob still swats at him and tries to move closer. Juarez watches him and hesitantly comes over to him. 'Maybe he wants to slap me?' He thinks.
Bob swats a little still and then tries to open his beak to say something. Juarez flinches a little when Bob almost touches his face while swatting. Bob manages to stop swatting and tries to speak some. Juarez watches him. "T-take… Care… Of… H-her..." Bob just barely manages to say.
Juarez looks at him a little surprised and nods. "Of course, sir." He says. He manages to nod some, silently. "I promise that I won't let anything happen to her." He adds. Bob nods a little again. Juarez nods.
Silvy sniffs and lets go of Grace. Grace smiles a little at her. "So I guess we'll be going then." Silvy says.
Grace nods some.
Bob looks at them.
Silvy nods too, looks sadly at her father and then waddles out. Juarez follows her out. Silvy silently waddles next to him. He softly puts his flipper around her. She silently leans on him. "Your father seems to be taking this alright..." He softly says.
"How do you know that?" She asks silently. "He's like a retarded baby on a bed."
Juarez shakes his head. "While you were crying he had me come over and he silently told me to take good care of you… I was surprised. I thought he had wanted to slap me..." He gives a small, unamused chuckle.
"He did?" She asks surprised. Juarez nods some. She nods some too and holds the door for him. Juarez waddles out and waits for her. She waddles a bit slowly after him. He softly gets her flipper and waddles with her to the borrowed car. She silently waddles with him too. He gets the passenger door for her. She gets in, with a small smile to him. He softly kisses her cheek once they are in the car. She smiles at him and leans back some.
Juarez starts driving. "Should we return the car and then get a taxi?" He asks.
"Okay." She says silently. Juarez nods some and drives to the base. Silvy silently falls asleep in her seat. He drives and soon parks back around where he thinks the car was parked before and calls for a cab. Silvy there silently snores. Juarez waits with Silvy in the car as they wait for the taxi. She snores and smiles in her sleep.
When Juarez sees the taxi he gets out of the car. He then softly and painfully picks Silvy up out of the car and carries her the short distance to the taxi. She snores in Juarez's feathers as she is carried. He softly lays her in the back of the taxi and tells the address to the driver. The driver nods and drives. Juarez nods and softly strokes Silvy's feathers. She smiles in her sleep. Juarez smiles and pets her. She smiles and snores.
The driver soon pulls up at Bob's house. Juarez pays him and then lifts Silvy from the taxi, ignoring his pain. She smiles and has her head in his feathers. He softly carries her into the house. She smiles and snores. He painfully carries her upstairs to what he thinks is her room and lays her down. She smiles and turns over in the bed. He covers her up and wonders where he is supposed to sleep. She snuggles close to his flipper. He gets into the bed next to her because he isn't sure of where else to go. She smiles and sleeps close to him. Juarez falls asleep next to her and feels sore.
The next morning Silvy wakes up with a slight pounding headache. She stretches a little and looks around. Juarez silently sleeps next to her, feeling really sore. She sits up and watches Juarez a little. "Mhm…" He mumbles and moves a little. She smiles some and softly shakes him a little. He wakes quickly from the pain. She softly looks at him.
"We are going now?" He asks kind of silently.
"If you want to..." She says silently, looking at his pale face. "Wouldn't you rather first have painkillers and breakfast?"
Juarez nods a little. "Painkillers would be nice…"
She nods and goes a bit unsteadily towards her dad's office. He watches her go. She searches some and then waddles slowly back with the painkillers. He silently waits for her. She waddles back to him with a glass of water too. He silently waits. Silvy then hands him the painkillers and water.
Juarez takes the painkillers and then gets up.
Silvy watches him a little dizzily. He looks at her. She smiles some at him. "You sure you feel well enough for plane?" He asks. She nods some. "Yeah, how about you?"
"You look dizzy, though…" He says silently.
She shrugs some. "I am, but I think I can rest well enough on the plane."
He looks at her worriedly and then hugs her. "Alright...And it shouldn't be a long flight, I hope…"
Silvy nods and hugs him. Juarez kisses her cheek. "And what are we doing for breakfast?"
"I think we only have some kippers?" She asks silently.
"Sure." He nods and starts to the kitchen. She follows him. He finds the kippers and starts to cook them a little slowly. She watches him dizzily. He cooks the fish. She holds on to him. Juarez looks at her. "Why don't you go ahead and sit down?" He asks. She nods some and sits down. Juarez finishes cooking the kippers and brings them over to the table. She smiles some at him.
Juarez smiles and hands her her plate. "Hopefully your head will allow this to stay down…" He says. She nods with a smile. He nods and starts on his plate. She eats. Juarez soon finishes his. She finishes after him, looking just a hint nauseated. He looks at her softly and concerned. She tries to keep it all down. He watches her. She then hurries to the bathroom and throws up. Juarez sighs some and wonders if they shouldn't stay until her concussion is better. She finishes throwing up and waddles back to him with a smallish smile. "Can we go now?"
"Are you sure you still want to go?" He asks. "If you don't feel up to it, we can always go tomorrow or the day after…"
"No, I'm fine enough to go..." She says.
"Okay…" He nods a little. "Do you need to pack anything?" He asks.
She thinks some and then nods. Juarez nods some and follows her to her room. She silently looks around and starts packing. He tries to help her pack. She smiles and finishes soon. He zips the bag for her. She smiles and kisses his cheek. He kisses her cheek back. She smiles and then gets up. Juarez gets her bag for her and gets his phone. He calls another taxi. Silvy smiles and waits. Juarez brings Silvy's bag to the porch. Silvy follows him a bit dizzily. He sits down as they wait for the taxi.
Silvy silently leans on him. He gently kisses her head. She smiles and leans on him silently. He puts his flipper around her as they wait. She leans and yawns a little. The taxi finally shows and Juarez gets up with Silvy's bag. Silvy gets up after him. He puts the case in the trunk and opens the door for Silvy.
Silvy gets in with a smile. He smiles back at her and tells the taxi to take them to the airport. She smiles and sits close to him. He smiles, too, and is actually kind of eager to be returning home, though he is also anxious because he isn't sure of what shape his house is in or what Silvy will think of it. She smiles and is curious about Juarez's home.
"To be perfectly honest...My house may be a wreck for all I know, and I apologize in advance for that if it is…" He then suddenly says. "It has been a while since I've been there and they may have decided to search it since I have been there…"
"Okay..." She nods a bit softly.
Juarez nods and smiles at her. "And I'll show you that I really have a plane and am not crazy."
"Sure, honey." She smiles.
He nods some with a smile. "It has its own little shed and everything...Though, probably needs a little work for sitting there so long…"
"You're sweet." She says with a smile.
"I'm being serious!" He says. "And I probably need to order it a few new parts from Guido...Ehm...That ID maker in Italy...He also does plane parts..." He shrugs some and looks at her to see if she is going to take notes on this for her father.
She smiles at him, a bit confused why he is looking at her like this.
He then shrugs a little with a smile. "Or, maybe I'll check the plane graveyard first and see if I can't find the parts cheaper…"
"Okay." She smiles and leans silently on him. He puts his flipper around her. She smiles and then falls asleep close to him. He silently watches out the window as they drive to the airport. She silently snores on his shoulder. Soon the driver pulls up at the airport and Juarez softly nudges her. Silvy instead of waking up hugs him much more. Juarez kisses her cheek with a sigh before paying the driver and picking her up. He then, painfully holding her, also gets her case from the back of the taxi. She smiles and nuzzles more into his feathers. He painfully waddles with her into the airport. She then silently nuzzles him right in his belly as she sleeps.
"Oww…" Juarez silently whimpers and sits her in a chair. She snores silently and turns over. He silently looks at her and takes another painkiller. She snores curled up in the little chair. He then goes and buys their tickets and finds out the time of their plane departure. She still snores silently there. He soon returns with their tickets. She silently snores in the chair. He sits next to her and softly pets her. She gets his flipper. He smiles some and still pets her. She then wakes up a little.
"Waking now?" He smiles at her.
"Yeah?" She says silently with a yawn.
"Bueno." He kisses her cheek.
She smiles some at him and looks around. He hands her her ticket. "We have about twenty minutes until we need to go find our flight…" He shrugs.
"Okay." She nods.
He nods again and stretches a little carefully. His wound is still sore from Silvy nuzzling near it in her sleep. She watches him. "How are you feeling, honey?"
"Okay-ish, I guess." He shrugs a little. "How about you?"
"My head kinda hurts and I'm dizzy, but I'm also excited to see your home and to be able to live my life with you." She smiles.
Juarez nods and pets her back softly. "Me too." He says. 'And let's hope I don't end up disappointing you...' He thinks behind that. 'Or that you regret it...' She then kisses his beak. He kisses hers back. She then breaks the kiss and looks at the clock. He also looks at the clock. "Isn't it time now?"
"Yeah…" He nods some and gets up with Silvy's suitcase. Silvy gets up too. "Shall I carry that?" She asks, thinking he might want to rest his wound some.
Juarez shakes his head some. "No, it's fine. If anything I should be carrying you, too…" He says and starts towards their customs line.
"But you're wounded too!" She says. "You need to take it slow!"
"Honey, we don't have time for me to take it slow yet. I've yet to ever take it slow on any of my wounds and I'm fine." He smiles a little at her. "I can take it a little slow once we are at my house."
"Okay." She nods silently. He nods and puts the case on the conveyor belt. Silvy watches and holds onto him. He helps her over to customs and has her go through thing then starts beeping and Silvy waddles back and looks at Juarez. Juarez sighs. "Did you remember to take off your metal things first?" He asks. Silvy silently waddles closer to him. "I'm carrying a gun and don't have my spy ID with me..."
Juarez then smirks a bit and goes through the detector without a single bleep. He shows them a forged spy ID under the name of Ross Xavier. "She is with me." He says. She nods and waddles after him. They manage to get through customs without any further problems and Juarez helps her onto their plane. She smiles some dizzily at him and sits down. He sits next to her and puts the false ID away. She silently leans her head on his shoulder. "How long is this flight?" She asks.
Juarez thinks some. "About eleven and a half hours typically…" He shrugs.
"That long?" She asks with slightish wide eyes.
"Yep…" He nods. "Though, I would fly it faster...But, this is a passenger plane. It is only supposed to go so fast…" He shrugs.
"Okay." She nods a bit and looks out of the plane window. He nods and leans back in his seat. She smiles some and then looks at him. Juarez then gets out the rubix cube. Silvy watches him. He messes the cube up again. She watches him silently. He then kind of boredly solves it. She then holds her head as the plane taking off really hurts her. He looks softly at her. She silently starts crying and holds her head.
"Shh, it's okay…" He says softly and massages her shoulders a little. She cries and holds her head. "It hurts!"
He nods and hands her the painkillers. She gets it and takes them with a sniff. He watches her and hands her another. She takes that one too. He also hands her a sleep-medication. "Do I need to take that?" She asks silently.
"I'd suggest it...It's a long flight and it will make you feel better…" He says.
"Okay." She nods a little and takes it. He smiles a little at her and strokes her. She smiles a little back at him before falling silently asleep. He watches her sleep before getting out his diary. She silently snores.
'Well...Today/this past night/yesterday, whenever it has been has been, was pretty eventful, diary.' He writes. 'I got arrested once Silvy was released from the hospital. Then the next day while I was in my cell I found out she had 'died.' Later I tried cutting myself as I wanted to join her...Turns out she had only faked her death. She rushed me to the hospital where we found out that her father had had a mental breakdown… Nice to know I wasn't the only one who went a little crazy when she faked her death. We went in and saw him before we left. He didn't try to injure me amazingly enough. He just told me to take good care of his daughter… It still surprises me. After that we spent the night at his house and now Silvy and I are on a plane on the way home; my home.' He finishes.
Silvy silently snores in the seat next to him with a barely noticeable shiver. He looks over at her softly and tries to lean closer to her. She sleeps closer to him. He thinks she is maybe a little cold. He sneaks out his cat stuffed animal and puts it in her flippers as he doesn't really have a blanket to give her. She snuggles closer to the stuffed animal with still her smallish shiver. He holds her closer and feels of her head. She sleeps close to him.
Juarez worriedly has her close to him as she feels as though she has a fever to him. She silently snores close to him. He is very concerned about her now. She is snoring close to him with a smallish shiver. Juarez wonders how he is going to help her fever when he doesn't have anything for that on the plane. She silently sleeps close to him, not really bothered at all.
Juarez worriedly kisses her warm cheek and holds her extremely close. She sleeps silently close to him.
A steward then looks at them. "Would you both like to have some food, sir, madam?"
Juarez looks at him and shakes his head. "Not currently… But do you think she could get a blanket?" He asks.
He nods and goes to the other side of the plane. Juarez silently strokes Silvy. The steward then hands him the blanket. "Thank you…" He nods and softly lays it around Silvy. The steward nods. "Anything else I can help you with, sir?" He says.
Silvy snores a bit silently close to Juarez.
"I don't think so…" He shakes his head. "Unless you know anything about concussion patients and fevers…"
The steward thinks some. "No, but maybe you'd like to have some radio contact with a doctor?" He says.
Juarez nods some slowly. "I guess…"
The steward nods and leads him to the cockpit. Juarez follows him with ease. The steward nods to the radio. Juarez comes over to the radio. 'Holy snow-cone, I'm radioing a doctor...' He thinks. The steward watches him. Juarez then actually radios the doctor.
"Dr. Zapatero from the Lima hospital speaking." The radio answers.
"Eh, hi. My girlfriend has had a concussion and she has started to have a small fever while on the plane…" Juarez says worriedly.
"Alright, does she have any other symptoms besides the fever?" The doctor asks.
"Well, before it she mentioned feeling a little dizzy…"
The doctor nods. "How long ago has the trauma been? Has she been in the hospital for it?"
"A few days ago...And she was in the hospital for two days for it…" He says.
"And what was the doctor's advice?"
"To rest…" Juarez says.
"Has she been doing so?" The doctor asks.
Juarez thinks some. "Probably not by normal standards, no… She kind of faked her death yesterday and gave her father and I nearly heart attacks?"
"And has she had any flu or cold-like symptoms the past days?"
"I'm not sure...I haven't exactly been around her much recently until today." Juarez says. "She had been with her dad."
"Alright. I'd say as soon as the plane lands get her to the emergency room of the hospital for a check-up." The doctor says. "Neurogenic fevers normally don't appear in cases with a light head injury, more in cases which includes swelling or bleeding, but I think it is wise to have it looked over anyway."
"Alright..." Juarez nods worriedly.
"Though it is more likely she suffers from either a cold or a flu. I'd recommend to continue the waking advice and to have her rest and keep her calm until you're landed."
Juarez nods some. "Okay, thank you." He nods and gets off the radio.
The steward looks at Juarez and then helps him back to the seat.
Silvy shivers in her sleep under the blanket. Juarez sits back down at his seat and softly and worriedly looks at his girlfriend. She silently sleeps and shivers. He gets close to her again and rubs her shoulder and flipper softly. She silently snores a bit. He worriedly sits there and thinks this is going to be a long eleven hours. She then silently coughs a little bit in her sleep under her blanket.
Juarez hears her cough and then relaxes just a little. "Coughing… I'm not sure if I have ever been more relieved to hear that someone is coughing..."
She turns over a little and snores. He smiles a little, feeling somewhat relieved. She snores and sleeps. Juarez now tries to sleep some, too. She sleeps with now and then a small cough. Juarez now snores next to her.
After a few hours, Silvy wakes silently up some and tries to sit up in her chair. Juarez snores next to her still. She silently coughs some and looks at Juarez. He senses her moving and wakes up and looks at her. She smiles some at him with a shiver and cough.
"How are you feeling?" He asks and sits up.
"I don't know..." She says a bit silently and sounding congested. "My head hurts and my throat does now too."
Juarez nods and hugs her. "You don't know how happy I am to hear that." She silently hugs him back. "You're happy to hear that I feel sick?" She asks silently and confused.
Juarez nods. "After you got a fever I called the doctor, he said that unless you have other symptoms it could be you have more brain swelling or bleeding." He hugs her.
"Okay?" She says silently and hugs him with a shiver. "I've got a fever?" She then asks.
"Yeah… You're warm and shivery at least...And that usually means fever…"
"Oh..." She says.
He nods and hugs her very closely. He pulls the blanket more around her, too. She silently hugs him very closely too. "How long does this flight have?"
"Ehm…" Juarez checks the time on his phone. "Like six hours?"
"So long?" She asks silently with a cough as she feels sore and has a pounding headache.
Juarez nods and pets her. "But, you can lay down if you want and sleep some more…"
"Alright." She silently nods and falls back asleep. He smiles a little and pets her. He also thinks he is kind of hungry. The steward makes one of his many rounds again. He stops at Juarez's chair. "Is it all going alright, sir, or do you need help?" He asks with a nod to Silvy.
"It's going to be fine, I think." Juarez nods. "She has started to get some cold symptoms thankfully…" He says and thinks about food.
"Alright." The steward nods. "Would you like to have something to eat now?"
Juarez nods some. "Yes."
The steward nods and waddles away. Juarez watches him go. He soon returns with a plate and food. "Thanks." Juarez nods and gets the plate. The steward nods and waddles away.
Silvy coughs and shivers in her sleep. Juarez watches her and eats his food. She then sneezes a little bit too. He manages to keep his food from her sneeze and finishes it. She turns over again in her sleep. Juarez sits his plate aside and pets her. She shivers some more and sleeps.
A few hours later again, the pilot finally calls over the intercom that they will be landing soon. Silvy wakes up some from that with a sneeze. Juarez buckles himself and then reaches over and buckles Silvy, too. She looks drowsily around some and then at Juarez. "Can I have another painkiller?" She asks sounding congested and just a bit hoarse.
Juarez nods and gives her one. "I should have cold medicine at home…"
"Okay..." She nods a bit silently and takes the painkiller. He nods and then softly holds a little to her so that she doesn't move so much as the plane begins its descent. She is close to him and tries not to start crying as it hurts her head more. The plane finally lands. She cries close to Juarez's chest as she feels sick and her head hurts. He holds her close and rubs her back softly. She cries close in his feathers as the plane is landed. Juarez kisses her cheek and hugs her. She sniffs and now looks around some with a cough. He rubs her back some.
"Can we go out now?" She asks silently with a shiver.
"I think so." He nods some.
She nods and gets up a bit unsteadily. He helps her up and then moves out of her way. She waddles a bit slowly to the exit of the plane, feeling a bit sore. He follows her concerned. She waddles with him out of the plane and to the airport. She then gasps as it is really hot outside for her. Juarez smiles and feels comfortable with the heat.
Silvy starts sweating more and looks hot as she waddles. The heat also makes her more dizzy. She gets Juarez's flipper to help steady herself. Juarez helps her down from the plane and looks at her. 'I guess she isn't used to this climate...' He thinks some. She clings on him and sweats more than that she did on the plane. Juarez helps her into the airport and to a seat. "If you wait here I'll find your bag." Silvy nods and shivers on the seat with her blanket.
Juarez waddles over to the bag area and looks for Silvy's. He soon finds it, grabs it, and waddles back to her. She shivers and coughs on the seat and feels dizzy. On Juarez's way over to her, he hesitantly calls his cousin. 'I doubt he will answer… But maybe he will be helpful and come pick us up...' He thinks and sits down next to Silvy.
"Alejandro speaking." Another penguin answers.
"Hola, primo." Juarez says. "I know this may be a bit weird, but I need you to come by the airport and get us…" He says, thinking quickly.
"Eh, why? Shouldn't you be in prison or something?" Alejandro asks. "And us?"
Juarez nods some. "I am being under casa-arrest… And I have General Garrison's daughter with me… Silvy… She is my girlfriend, it's a lot to explain, but she currently is sick and I'd rather not have her in another germy cab to get more sick."
"And why should I help you? You are a criminal! You stole some of my things!"
"I have never stolen from you! I borrowed your truck once but I left a note and returned it!" Juarez says. "And it is because I am your cousin and I would really like your help. I am done with being a criminal, I promise… Plus I have your boss' daughter with me, I am sure he wouldn't want to hear that you didn't help since I'm suppose to be taking care of her."
"And then, why should I get in touch with her germs?" Alejandro says. "I've no time for becoming sick."
Juarez sighs some. "Please, Alejandro? You were almost a cousin less last night, I don't have the energy for all this currently...Okay? Please? I'm begging? Please? Pretty please?"
"Fine." Alejandro sighs. "But keep your criminal-ly-ish to yourself and her germs away from me!"
"Gracias, Alejandro." Juarez smiles.
"Don't mention it." Al says and hangs up.
Juarez puts his phone away and looks at Silvy. "My cousin is coming to get us… Kind of against his will, but he is."
"Okay." She silently shivers and feels sick. Juarez nods and helps her up. "Maybe it'd be best to wait outside in some shade?"She nods and leans on him. He helps her outside and to some shade under a tall and wide tree. She sits under it and feels sick and now really hot.
"The heat's not so bad after a while, I guess? But, the air conditioning should work at home…" He says a little quietly.
She nods and coughs close to him. He rubs her back softly. "We'll be watching for a red truck… I think unless he has suddenly gotten a new vehicle."
"Okay." She says silently. Juarez nods and hugs
A red truck drives on the parking place in a little while.
Juarez sees it and gets up with her case. He then helps her up. "That should be him there…" He nods. She leans on him a bit dizzily. He helps her to the truck and then helps her climb in. "Alejandro." He nods some tiredly and sorely.
"Criminal primo." Alejandro nods back. "Germy daughter of boss." He then nods to Silvy.
"Really?" Juarez mutters some as he helps Silvy get situated. He thinks it is probably time for his painkillers soon, too. "I could have sworn I had a name, as does she…"
Alejandro just glares at him."You mean that you aren't a criminal and she isn't my boss' daughter?"
Silvy coughs and doesn't notice much.
Juarez gives him an even look. "I am trying not to be a criminal anymore… She is here, one because she is my girlfriend, and two, to make sure that I don't do anycrimes… I thought you'd be all for that…" He murmurs and looks away.
Al shrugs.
"But, whatever…" Juarez then mumbles. "It's not like we used to be good friends or anything…"
"But then you decided to go all criminal." Alejandro says.
"I decided nada! I didn't want to be a criminal!" Juarez turns and looks at him. "You really think I liked it? I never have. You don't know how many nights I have cried because I had to do things… Things that were just horrible. You act like I wanted this. I had no choice." He then sniffs some. "I had no choice… I didn't get to choose…"
Alejandro rolls his eyes some. "Now don't start crying, you." He says.
Silvy pulls some on Juarez's flipper.
"I'm not…" Juarez says silently and then looks back at Silvy. "Sí, Señorita?"
"I'm nauseous." She says silently.
Al hears her and turns to them. "No throwing up in my truck! She's just cleaned!"
Juarez looks at her softly. He then gets out a medicine and passes it to her. "This should help with the nausea…" He says with a small smile.
"Okay." She says with a small nod and tries to take it.
Alejandro looks at them some as he drives. "So… What are your plans now?"
"Plans?" He replies.
"Eh, plan?" Al thinks some.
Juarez looks out the window and shrugs. "Take care of Silvy until her father is better and they want me back in a cell? Possibly try to tell Henry that I'm leaving the gang? Survive that? Tell Mamá I'm done with being a criminal…" He shrugs. "Those are all tentative, though…"
"So you're seriously stopping with that business?" Al asks.
Silvy is gagging some on the seat.
"Yes…" He says and turns where he can see Silvy. He reaches back and rolls down her window some for if she does end up needing to throw up. She tries to lean more onto him and to hide her head in his feathers. He softly pets her and looks at Al. "Yes… I am planning on stopping with it..."
Alejandro nods some and parks the car. "I hope so, primo." He says.
Juarez nods and opens the door for Silvy. He leans some and his bandage around his midsection is fairly noticeable.
Al looks some at the bandage. "What'd you do?"
"I told you on the phone." Juarez shrugs some and looks at him. "You were almost a cousin less."
"Wow. So descriptive." Al mutters.
Silvy gets slowly and sorely out of the car.
Juarez watches Silvy get out. "I stabbed myself in attempted suicide after Silvy faked her death." He says and looks at Al. "Satisfied? Though, you'd probably have been fine if I had succeeded, too, eh?" He mutters behind it as he gets slowly down from the truck.
"Mhm." Alejandro nods with a look at him.
Silvy stumbles a bit dizzily to Juarez. Juarez manages to pick her up and get her case, ignoring his throbbing wound. "Thank you, Al… We'll try to not bother you further…" He says a little quietly and shuts the truck door.
Alejandro nods and drives away.
Silvy shivers in Juarez's flippers. He a bit slowly carries her into his home. The door is already unlocked, which makes him feel a little anxious about how the inside looks. He looks around the living room as he carries her in. It isn't as bad as he had been expecting. It does look like there has been a small search of his house, but for once everything doesn't look totally destroyed and fairly simple to clean up. He carries her to the master bedroom and lays her on the bed softly.
She silently curls up on the bed, shivering. He lays her case down and covers her up. She shivers and feels sick as she looks at him. He brings a trashcan over to her. She smiles a little at him and shivers. "How's your wound?" She asks, sounding a bit hoarse.
"Sore, but alright I guess." He shrugs. She nods and coughs some. "I don't want to be sick..." She says silently.
Juarez nods and pets her. "Better sick than with a bleeding and swollen brain, though…" He says softly.
She nods a little and coughs. He pets her. "I'll try to find some flu medicine." He kisses her cheek softly. She nods again and snuggles more into the bed. He slides painfully to the kitchen. He checks his medicine cabinet and gets the medication.
She coughs and then gets out her phone. 'How is daddy?' She texts to Grace, not thinking about the time difference at all.
'I guess he is still sleeping? I'm at the base currently. How are you?' Grace texts back.
'Sick.' Silvy texts back. 'And you?'
'Exhausted but with no time to rest.' She texts back.
'Why not?' Silvy texts back again, enjoying this little talk.
'Too much work, Bob, stress, butt hurts, no time for sleep.' She texts.
'Is he still in hospital?' Silvy texts back.
'Yes.' Grace nods and texts.
'Can't you go sleep tonight at home?'
'I don't have time to go home. I'll take a small break in like an hour to check your father and then I must return to work.' Grace sighs.
'Sleep with daddy?' Silvy texts then.
'No time.' She sighs again. 'I have several things I still need to do by midnight in a few hours.'
'Sleep tomorrow?' Silvy coughs and shivers more.
'Maybe sleep in three days.' Grace laughs unamused.
'But that's bad!' Silvy texts back and gets more under the covers.
Grace shrugs some. 'Not abnormal for me. I typically only get to sleep a couple hours a week...'
'Can't anybody else help out?' Silvy texts and coughs.
'Nope.' Grace shakes her head. 'Nobody can.'
'Okay… When is daddy released?' Silvy texts and feels ill. She also wonders where Juarez is, but sees him waddling in on that moment.
'I haven't any idea.' She types.
'He's still being unresponsive?' Silvy shivers more under her blankets.
'He's a little better I guess.'
Juarez gives Silvy her medicine. Silvy takes it without problem and looks at Juarez before back at her phone. 'Okay. Did he say anything about me and Jua-Jua?'
'Not really. He wouldn't talk about it any.' She types.
Juarez smiles at her and pets her curiously.
'Did he say something überhaupt?'
'I have no clue what that says.' Grace replies confusedly.
'At all?'
'Nope.' Grace shakes her head, fibbing, as she and him had had a pretty 'lengthy' discussion on it, by not super responsive standards.
'Oh, so I can stay here with him and marry him?' Silvy texts back.
'What? No. Your father would have a fit.' Grace texts with a weird look.
'As if he isn't in a fit now.' Silvy coughs and feels sick. Juarez sits down in a chair next to the bed.
'I meant an even bigger fit.' Grace sighs and texts. 'He doesn't want to share his only daughter with some criminal.'
'Why don't you two make another daughter so I can go marry Juarez?' She texts and shivers more as her fever rises some.
Grace blinks a bit at that. 'Euhm, well, because...'
'Yeah?' Silvy answers and shivers more and feels sicker. Juarez covers her up more, but also turns on the AC.
Grace blushes a little. 'I'm not sure...That's more a question for your father...'
Silvy then bends over and starts to throw up in the trash can. Juarez softly rubs her back. Silvy then shivering lays back in the pillows and feels sick. He looks softly at her. "Do you need anything?" He asks.
"To feel better..." She says silently and sweats in the bed.
"But I can't bring that to you…" He sighs.
She nods with a cough. He pets her. "Do you need another blanket? Or the air turned cooler?"
She now shakes her head a little. "I'm a little hungry."
"Okay, I'll make you some soup." He nods and slides out. She nods and goes to sleep. He then goes out the back door. She silently snores in the bed. He slides to a stream outside his house, ignoring his wound.
She shivers in the bed.
Juarez dives into the river and starts to find and swim after fish.
Silvy's fever goes up a little and she shivers less.
Juarez catches two fish for the soup and enters his house again, dripping and with his bandage soaking wet. He begins to make fish soup.
She is in the bed and now sweats more.
Juarez soon finishes making the soup and gets a bowl made for Silvy. He brings it carefully to the bedroom and softly nudges her. She wakes up slowly and drowsily and looks sickly at Juarez.
"I have your soup." He smiles at her, still wet.
"You're… Wet..." She says really silently and slowly and looks at him.
"Rivers tend to be wet." He nods.
She stretches her flipper shakingly to his bandage. "You need a new one." She shivers.
Juarez looks at it and nods some. "I'll find another one in a moment."
She tries to get up shakingly. Juarez pushes her softly back down. "You need to stay in bed..."
"But I want to do..." She moves her flipper weakly at his bandage with a cough.
"Then I'll find a bandage… You stay..." He says and waddles to the bathroom.
She nods and gets more into the bed.
Juarez gets a bandage and brings it to Silvy. She sits up shiveringly and gets his wet bandage off. "I need disinfectant..." She says silently with a cough.
He nods and waddles back to the bathroom and brings her an almost empty bottle of it. She nods some and empties it on his wound. Juarez bites his tongue a little. She cleans it and then dries it a little. "It looks a bit stressed, honey." She says silently with a cough.
"Okay…" He says and watches. She nods and applies a clean bandage weakly. He lets her. She finishes and lays back in the bed. "You need to rest it." She coughs.
"I can rest it in a little bit...I need to do some things around here first…" He smiles a little at her.
"But… Okay..." She says silently and nods a little.
Juarez nods and kisses her cheek. "For instance… The house is a mess. Everything in the fridge is expired and stuff…"
"Take breaks, honey." She says silently and hoarsely.
"Of course." He nods. She nods too and shivers under the blankets. She would ask if he needs any help, but momentarily she feels too sick to do so.
He smiles some at her and then lays down next to her. "But, maybe I'll rest some with you first…" He says as he is worried about her. She nods a little silently and moves over in the bed some. He snuggles up to her. She feverishly is close to him. He softly pets her. "Do you feel hot or cold?" He asks. "Cold-ish." She says silently.
Juarez nods and pulls a quilt on her softly. She snuggles to him and falls asleep. He holds her closely and dozes off too. She sweats and sleeps half on him.
