Chapter 50: No Room for False Hope
Now I had to wait the whole 6 hours for Carlisle to run here, and then the rest of the family were going to start driving down. I was actually sitting in the hospital of this small town...they were saying that they're gonna have Molly flown over to Houston, or anywhere really with better hospital facilities.
After I had gotten here...I knew it was a bad idea to have brought her to an actual human hospital. They knew something was off with her the second they looked at her; I couldn't care about that right now though...there was something wrong with her.
I didn't understand...the bang had been far away, or at least it sounded like it was... she hadn't made a sound. Whatever it was...it had hit her hard enough for them to think she was in a car accident. With her powers being on the down low for whatever reason...it wasn't healing her. All they've told me was that she has a major head injury, and they wouldn't know anything for sure until after they do a few tests. They didn't have to tell me it was her head...anyone knew that by looking.
She had been put into a coma, the doctor said it'll help make sure there is minimum damage to her brain while they work on the tests and check her over. I was surprised they had the medication to do that here...but whatever, as long as she'd be alright.
I was scared of what damage has already been done to her brain, what if her whole memories been wiped? What if she didn't remember our family? Or what if she didn't remember anything at all? I don't know how she would take that...waking up in a strange place, with strange people...and being pregnant... there was so many different things that can go wrong when someone's in a coma though. She could lose her ability to move or speak, not like that was a major thing she has been doing lately though.
"Mr. Whitlock, can I have a word with you?" the old doctor who'd taken over Molly's case walked in, I didn't understand why he wanted the case. He may have been the smartest doctor in this small town...but he was old. He had a hard time walking around, and by the sound of it his heart was starting to give out. I got up sighing and walking out to the small hallway, and grimaced slightly...I really couldn't wait for Carlisle to get here so we can get Molly to a better hospital.
"So far we can't find anything wrong with your wife, her blood tests came back normal, everything seems fine. We won't be able to know if there's any brain damage though, seeing as she's well into her 25th week we can't x-ray her or anything. I am terribly sorry we don't have the proper technical machinery to help you." I frowned wondering why her blood tests came back normal, maybe they just didn't have the proper tests to really see how different her blood is from anyone...even any normal Wiccan.
"That's fine; my father will be here soon. He's going to be taking care of her from then, and we'll be moving her as soon as we can also. Really all we need from you is the room and for you to keep her stable." I knew I was being quick with him...but no one could blame me. I was stuck here with her in a hospital which I was sure hadn't been updated for anything in the past 10 years at least.
"okay, well I'll be in to check on her again in about an hour, oh and if anyone comes to tell you visiting hours are over, just tell them that I said you can stay" he gave a polite nod at me and turned and slowly walked down the hall. He was a nice man, and I could feel that he really pitied us.
When I walked back into the room I trained my eyes back onto her, trying to see if there was any improvement while I was out...and to my surprise there actually was! She had slowly started to heal herself, though this was a great thing, it made me wonder why her powers were starting to come back. Did she forget, was her memory wiped and now her body is just trying to regain control? I was grateful that the only changes I could see...well were ones that only I could see.
"It's alright Molly; I'm still here for you. I promised I wouldn't ever leave...just please wake up" I whispered yet again as I sat down in the chair beside her bed and reached out to hold her hand in mine.
So much has happened in this past year... It made me wonder if she would even want to remember any of it. Anyone would say that it would be best that she didn't remember...because of how she was handling it, the no talking, and barely moving on her own, but that meant that she needed ME, and if I was allowed to choose...I'd want her to always need me. It was a selfish choice, yes. But I needed her too.
It seemed like I sat there for hours and hours until the doctor finally came to check on her again, of course it had only been 1 like he had said in the hall. I didn't look at the clock because it really didn't matter what time it was. All that mattered was that she was getting better...and that Carlisle was on his way.
Sitting there all night just watching her wasn't anything new to me; it was what I usually did anyways. Especially when she had a nightmare and I would hold her more closely in my arms, effectively keeping the bad dreams at bay for the night. It seemed like no matter how many nights I have already done this... I still couldn't imprint just how beautiful she is in my head. Every time I close my eyes and try to picture her I can never get it just right.
"Hello Son" I heard just after the door opened, I didn't look over to him right away. I was watching the light of morning sun shining on the still broken angel lying in the bed. Her hair had grown out quite fast after a while and she had gotten me to cut the blonde back off...so it was finally back to her natural beautiful black, it's still at the shoulder length yeah... but I definitely liked it way better then when it was blonde.
The blonde just wasn't her... and with the sun glimmering off of it, it was mesmerizing now, the contrast of her pale porcelain skin against her hair seems to be just a signature Molly Halliwell look. The blonde just didn't cut it.
I didn't want to look away from her; I could feel the slight change in her emotions as she slept. And it didn't feel like this would end well for me... no matter how selfish it makes me... I still don't want her to forget everything. All these past months I've spent with her, everything we've worked for...my promise to be here for her forever...and that I would raise the baby as if it was my own.
"Can you tell me exactly what happened?" he asked coming over to the other side of her bed and looking from her to me. I wondered to myself if I could even reply to anything he's going to say and ask me...so far I haven't. To tell the truth I kind of wanted to get up and hug him, the man who has been my "father". Even though I was quite a bit older than him in my years, I always just let him take the lead in the family, it was his coven anyways by the time I joined it.
"Talk to me Jasper" he said and I could feel his eyes on me now. I just leaned back in my chair and closed my eyes and sighed, I ran my free hand over my face and then through my hair. I took a few seconds and sat back up... I was going to stay like that until I got my thoughts straight enough to talk to him, but I realized that would take years.
"I don't know what happened...I was outside talking to Dean on the phone. I could hear her looking through the cupboards...and then nothing, it was silent in the house. I had heard a loud banging sound just before it went silent...but it was far away" I explained, looking over at him for a brief minute until I looked down to where I was holding her hand.
"Something or someone hit her...somehow. It sounds like something her other family would know more about. If it had been another vampire it would have been obvious to you" I had already come up with that conclusion.
"We're not calling them; she wouldn't want that...even if she doesn't remember. It's not like they would come anyways...they don't care about her" of course I would call them if she asked though, if she woke up and wanted to see them...if she wanted to go back to her family, I would let her. I would watch her from a far everyday sure...but I would let her go. Carlisle just looked at me for a while; I wondered for a moment if he could see how I felt for her, how much I now needed her instead of her needing me.
"We need to move her before she wakes up, I'm not entirely sure what's going on with her powers...but she's slowly healing herself. They weren't working at all before this happened" I said because he was just standing there looking back and forth between her and me.
"Jasper, with a head injury like this there is a very little chance she'll even remember anything... it would be really good for her family to be here when she wakes up. They may be the only people that she'll have at least a little tiny bit of an inkling of who they are. If she wakes up with just us around her she could freak out and we also have to take into account the baby... no matter what happens she's going to be waking up with a very pregnant belly and not remember how it happened." Carlisle said leaning over her and checking her injuries on her head and seeing what the doctor here had pumping into her through the IV.
"You don't know that" I whispered sitting up more so I could hold her hand in both of mine. She was hardly even mine yet... I didn't want to lose her. Even if we still had the same brother-sister relationship... I need her in my life. There was nothing I wanted more now than for her to wake up and still need me in hers.
"I'm going off of what I'm seeing and my medical expertise Jasper...we have to face the truth, we can't afford to give ourselves false hope in a situation like this" his voice was somber as he stood back and crossed his arms over his chest, I could see him in my peripheral vision but I still refused to look directly at him. I could feel what he was feeling towards me and her...but I didn't want to see it in his eyes.
Molly wasn't even 18 yet...hell she's only been in this world for 13 years now...it's sick and twisted what she's had to go through in her short life. No matter how selfish I wanted to be I guess it would be best if she didn't remember.
I just nodded my head, if we were going to move her before she wakes up we have to move fast. With her powers slowly healing her, she's going to be waking up in a matter of days at the most.
