Hey guys! Well after a crazy couple days I finally was able to complete another chapter. Hope you all enjoy it and thanks for your support :)
Chapter 52
"Anna?" Bill whispered, still not believing what his eyes were showing him as his late wife came walking up to him wearing a long, elegant white dress made out of lace and silk chiffon.
The material was delicate and flowed in time with the ocean breeze as she drew nearer.
"Hi Bill." Anna whispered touching his cheek with the palm of her hand as her pale blue eyes sparkled with the promise of a secret she wanted to share with him.
"It's really you." Bill exclaimed with awe, his eyes tracing her face that was full of life with a dazzling smile upon her lips as her golden hair reflected the luminous rays of the sun above them.
She was just as he had remembered her.
Beautiful and Vibrant.
Breathtaking and Lovely.
Without a trace of the cancer that had taken all of that away from her in the end before she had died.
Moving his hand over Anna's that was placed on his cheek, Bill felt the warmth of her skin.
"I've missed so much sweetheart." Bill whispered to her in a voice that had longed for this day ever since she had been taken away from him so many years ago.
"I know honey." Anna answered before standing on her toes with her bare feet sinking into the sand as she kissed him gently on the lips.
Bill placed his arms around Anna's waist, his senses becoming filled with everything that was her.
Her touch, her smell, and her voice….all here for him in this perfect place in time.
As there lips parted, Bill looked down in her pale blue eyes, "I almost forgot how good it felt to hold you." He told her before placing a soft kiss on her forehead.
"I almost forgot how good it felt having you hold me." Anna said with a small laugh, resting her head upon his chest.
They stayed like that for a few moments with the ocean crashing into the shore beside them before Anna moved away from Bill, taking his hand in her own as she looked up at him.
"Oh Bill….you don't know how much I wish you could stay here with me, but .....it's not your time yet and that means you need to go back." She explained to him in a soft voice.
"But…..I don't want to go back Anna." Bill replied, firmly holding onto her hand as he felt the pain of her words in his heart.
"I'm sorry Bill, but it's not your time yet, and right now there are people in your life that need you ..including Ruth." Anna said while keeping her tone soft.
"You know about Ruth?" Bill asked with surprise.
Anna nodded.
"Does it hurt you to know that I love her too?" Bill asked with concern.
"No sweetheart." Anna said cupping his face in her hands and kissing him again before she continued.
"Right now your concept of love exists within the physical boundaries of the earth, gut in this place love has no boundaries. It exists everywhere and when you come back here again you'll be able to see it with your own eyes." Anna continued.
"I can see the love in your eyes no matter where I am." Bill told her softly causing Anna to embrace him once more.
"Bill I need you to come with me, there's something you need to see." Anna then requested, reaching for his hand and leading him back to the ocean's waves that continued to wash over the sand.
Keeping his eyes fixed upon her face, Bill walked with Anna down towards the waters edge, holding onto her hand before stopping as the waves came up to kiss their feet.
"Do you see that Bill?" Anna asked pointing out into the ocean a few feet in front of them.
Bill's eyes followed the direction to where Anna's finger was pointing to.
"Yes." Bill said with amazement,as rising up from the water, a few feet from the shore were hundreds of round, golf ball sized rays of white light hovering above the surface of the water just before they took flight, swirling together and forming a cylinder shaped pattern that reached high into the clear blue sky.
"What is that?" He then asked with wide eyes full of wonder as he continued to look at the beautiful lights.
"Why don't you go and find out." Anna coaxed him with a small smile.
"Come with me." Bill requested, tugging at her hand as he took a few steps into the water.
Anna silently agreed with a nod and a smile. Walking into the warm ocean with him until the water was just above their knees.
They were now standing just a few short inches away from the small orbs of light that were spinning and dancing in the air in front of them.
Slowly, the spheres then began to move towards Bill and Anna, encircling the couple as the color inside the orbs changed from white, to an artist's palette of colors until there were an infinite number of varying shades of purple, red, orange, yellow, blue, green and pink surrounding them.
As the velocity of their spinning increased Bill became hypnotized by the balls of light, closing his eyes as they continued dancing and twirling in the air.
His nose then became filled with the sugary smell of springtime when all of the flowers were in bloom.
The tip of his tongue finding the sweet taste of watermelon on a hot summer day upon it.
"It's incredible …isn't it Bill?" Anna whispered to him while squeezing his hand.
"Yes." Bill answered with a smile as his eyes remained closed.
One again the spheres of light circling around him picked up even more in speed.
Bill instantly felt the touch of every warm embrace that had ever been given to him throughout his life wash over his body.
From the first remembered gentle hug of his mother, to the many embraces he had shared with Anna up until the last time he had hugged Ruth, and then strangely………he started to experience the warmth of new embraces that had not occurred yet in his life. With one in particular touching him deep within his heart because of its innocence. The promise of happiness it possessed, truly one of lives more treasured miracles to behold.
"I have to go back." Bill suddenly whispered, opening up his eyes and watching as Anna who was standing in front of him now began to fade into the background of the island until she herself turned into one of the orbs of light with a deep ruby hue while the other spheres were now suspended in mid air, pulsing with every color imaginable.
"Now do you understand why you have to go back?" The voice of Anna whispered to him on the ocean breeze.
Bill nodded. "I do."
"Remember what you have felt and seen here Bill and know all of this will be waiting for you when it is your time to join us. Remember what you have smelled and taste and remember the lights. It's not often you find that in the world beyond this one and when you do, you have to make sure that light last as long as possible. The power of the light is what brings us all here and she's going to need you Bill to show her how to find that light deep within her heart when she thinks she's lost it and how to hold onto it with both hands and never let it go. You time with her is important Bill, remember that." Anna's voice whispered into his mind.
Again Bill nodded before lowering himself back into the ocean as the orbs of light, included Anna's ruby red orb joined him, all of them submerging into the body of warm water and washing over him with the tide, filling his soul with the promise of love in its most pure and divine form.
Innocent and Sweet, Bill thought with a smile.
"Like the flowers in springtime or the childhood memory of the taste of watermelon on a hot summer day. Comforting and true like an embrace that warms your heart." Anna whispered to him.
Bill closed his eyes as the tide began pulling him away from Anna and the other orbs of light, taking him back to the physical world he hand escaped from before placing him into a deep sleep, where the taste of watermelon was still on his tongue and the sugary smell of springtime soothed him.
"CLEAR!!" The ICU nurse shouted placing the paddles on Bill's chest.
Blip…….Blip…….Blip…….Blip……. Blip
"He's back." The charge nurse announced with relief to the other hospital staff in Bill's room just as the cardiac physician rushed through the doorway.
"Way to go Bill." She then added while touching him gently on the arm.
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Wilson's Apartment ~~ 12:48 am
"Hello?" Wilson said in a groggy voice, answering the ringing cell phone that had awoken him from his dreams.
"Dr Wilson this is Kelly in the ICU, I know Dr. Cuddy wanted any updates on Dr. Martin's condition referred directly to her, but with all that she's going through I thought it would be best to contact you instead." The nurse started to explain.
"What's happened?" Wilson questioned, becoming fully awake now as he sat up in his bed.
"Dr. Martin suffered a cardiac arrest a few minutes ago. He's stable now and I looks like the worst is over, but I thought it was best to at least let you know about so you can inform Dr. Cuddy in the morning."
Wilson scratched his head as his brain started to think of what his next move should be, "Who's the cardiac attending on rounds?" He then asked then nurse.
"Simmons. Do you want me to page him for you?" Kelly asked.
"Yes and thanks for calling Kelly." Wilson said before the nurse put him on hold as he dialed Simmons pager.
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That morning as Wilson woke up to the sound of his alarm clock, he reached for his cell phone once more to call House.
"Hey Jimmy." House answered in a low whisper while standing in the doorway of his bedroom, looking in at Cuddy who was sleeping on her side.
"What's wrong?" Wilson questioned noticing the weariness in his friend's voice.
For a moment there was silence between them.
"Lisa woke up around 3am last night and she hasn't been to get back to sleep until just a few minutes ago." House informed his friend.
"Oh god, did I wake her?" Wilson asked.
"No, I got to the phone before she could hear it." House assured him.
"Did she have a nightmare about Jeff or something?" Wilson then questioned with great concern.
"Yeah, she dreamed the son of bitch was raping her while she was crying out for me to help her. Combine that along long with the fact that she's too stubborn to take anything stronger than acetaminophen for her back pain and I'd say Lisa Cuddy, Dean of Medicine is on the right road for a complete meltdown." House answered back as the exhaustion from the night before began to take its toll on him while he limped down the hallway towards the living room.
"You both had a bad night, but at least she confided in you. It's just going to take time for the two of you to sort this all out." Wilson tried to assure his friend while rubbing the back of his neck.
"God Wilson did I really sound that desperate?" House asked sarcastically.
Wilson moved his hand through the hair on the top of his head, "Spoken like a man who feels he's said too much, but I am here for you House, whenever you feel the need to talk about this any further. Until then, try and get some rest and I'll see at the hospital later," he remarked.
"So, was there and actual reason for your call besides your need to be needed?" House questioned as he eased himself down onto the couch.
"Actually yes. Last night one of the ICU nurses called me to let me know Bill suffered a cardiac arrest." Wilson told him before getting up out of his bed.
"Is Bill ok now?" House questioned with far more concern in his voice than what he intended.
"I've been checking with Bill's cardiologist and he's been stable ever since." Wilson told him.
"So I guess it's my job to tell Cuddy about this when she gets up then." House replied.
"I thought it would be better if it came from you." Wilson answered.
"Goodbye Doctor Chickenshit." House then responded before hanging up the phone.
Reaching for the afghan on the back of the couch, House slowly moved his legs up on the cushions of the sofa as the thought of telling Cuddy about Bill swam through the corners of his mind.
These first few days were no doubt going to be crucial for their survival as a couple, he knew that. And he also knew that right now treading water was the best they could hope for as the tide continued to rise against them.
However it didn't mean he had to like it, and in truth it was a frustrating as hell, knowing that all a person could do was try and stay above the misery intent on drowning them within its depths.
Getting even more frustrated at their situation House clenched his jaw.
All of his life he hand never bowed to the rules that society and the establishment made for him….well at least for the most part, except for the times when the woman currently sleeping in his bed would make him bend to her will like no other could.
Lying back on the sofa, House moved his hand to his forehead, knowing that with Lisa Cuddy he actually tried because being with her made him see all that she saw in him. And despite all of the fights and arguments between them, she believed in him no matter what and had faith in him when others would have walked away with their hands in the air.
Rolling onto his side, House looked over at the dark screen on the television that sat silent in front of him, bearing witness to the new thought that suddenly crept up inside his brain. The one that told him much like his medical decisions, his decisions on how to move forward with Lisa had to come from his gut instincts. Those same instincts that told him to go against conventional wisdom, daring him to be bold in his pursuit to find the truth, to be relentless and unorthodox in his methods instead of being another sap who was content to tread water and hope for the best while their world and the person they loved slipped away from them.
Closing in his eyes, House finally allowed the fatigue within him to carry him onward into a deep sleep, where thoughts of Lisa Cuddy and her smile played on in his memory along with his plans to take control of their situation and lift her up and away from the misery trying to pull them down into it, more determined than ever to make fate bend to his will no matter what.
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Later that morning just before 10 am, Cuddy woke up alone in House's bed as the bright sun outside of the bedroom window filtered in through the curtains. A part of her feeling empty without the warmth of his body next to her own as she looked over at her ringing cell phone on the nightstand before picking it up and listening to the voice of one of the ER attendings on the other end.
After hanging up the phone, Cuddy got up out of the bed as her sore muscles protested the movement, silently making her way out into the living room where she found House sleeping on the sofa.
Because of his positioning on his side, Cuddy was able to sit down next to him in the tiny unoccupied space of the center cushion, her fingertips caressing his jaw with the ease of soft flowing breeze as she stared down at him.
Feeling the contact on his skin, House opened up his eyes, focusing them in on Cuddy's face and seeing the worry in her eyes.
"Did you have another nightmare?" He asked feeling her hand move down to his chest.
"No." Cuddy responded, "I got a call from the ER…….you have a new case waiting for you at the hospital." She informed him.
"Great…..and just when I though I could stay here all day and stare at your boobs." House joked, as his eyes made their way down to the open v of her robe while his mind began to move forward with his plans to drag them both out the bullshit they were currently neck deep in.
Cuddy rolled her eyes and let out a small tired laugh, getting ready to thank him for the twisted compliment when her words were cut short by his lips pressing against her own after House had sat up beside her.
Automatically Cuddy's left hand moved to his neck as she caught her breath, the surprising heat of desire he was showing to her as he teeth grazed against her lips, making the spark within her that was just for him come alive in an instant.
Hearing a short gasp escape her mouth, House let out a low moan of approval as Cuddy moved her tongue past his lips, the electricity that had been a part of them since the moment they had met all those years ago back in Michigan, something he refused to lie dormant even though other people who had been in their situation would caution the bold approach he was taking.
Breaking the kiss between them, Cuddy's eyes were now wide with excitement from the eager display of affection House had given to her, a broad smile taking over her face in knowledge that he still wanted as much as he ever did.
"That was nice." She whispered softly to him with her eyes tracing his face.
"I aim to please." House replied with a low tone as his hand moved to her knee while he tried to think of the best way to tell her about Bill.
"Is something wrong?" Cuddy asked immediately while seeing the change in his expression.
House nodded, "Last night, Bill suffered a cardiac arrest."
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A little over an hour later House and Cuddy had gotten dressed and had made their way to the hospital where they were now standing outside of Cuddy's office doors.
After telling her the news about Bill, House watched Cuddy struggle with the latest tide wave trying to crash over, doing his part to keep her from being pulled down by the undertow as he continued to pull them forward, making sure to rest his hand on her thigh as he drove them here, looking at her directly now as she gazed up at him.
"Just because I'm here on business doesn't mean youhad to get dressed in a skirt and do-me pumps. Which of course means you're planning on going against doctors orders by trying to get some work done while you're here visiting your Mom and Bill." House remarked as he leaned closer to Cuddy.
"I'm just going to check some emails. Besides, if I don't do something to keep myself busy I'm going to crazy." Cuddy answered back.
House studied her face for a few seconds, "Fine, but if I end up having to stay here late tonight because of my patient, you have to promise to go back to my place with Wilson instead working yourself into exhaustion," he ordered.
"Ok." Cuddy answered with a nod as his eyes lowered on her figured.
"By the way…. your ass looks really good in that skirt and if we were alone in your office I would defiantly give a nice little squeeze, but since I can't ...just know as you walk over to the elevator I'll be leering appropriately." House informed her with a grin, watching the small smile rise up on Cuddy's face before she turned on her heels and left him with the smallest sashay to her hips.
Wrapping her arms around herself as the elevator made its way down to her, Cuddy bit down on her bottom lip as her smiled increased. Her spirits bolstered even higher as House once more, in his own uniquely twisted way let her know without a shadow of a doubt that she was indeed as attractive and desirable as to him as she had ever been.
A few short minutes later however, just outside of Bill's hospital room Cuddy's mood was quickly turning sour as she and Wilson were engaged in a deep conversation while Ruth sat inside of the room next to Bill, holding his hand.
Letting out a sigh, Wilson then handed over Bill's chart to Cuddy as she kept the disapproving look on her face.
"I can't believe you didn't call me after you found out Bill had suffered a cardiac arrest last night." Cuddy said in a stern, low whisper, reviewing the latest entries in Bill's chart.
"There was nothing anything of us could do for him at that point and he has been stable ever since." Wilson argued in his defense.
"So is this how it's going to be now between us? With you feeling the need to keep secrets from me in order to protect my fragile mental state?" Cuddy asked sarcastically with anger while glaring up at him.
"I didn't want to upset you." Wilson tried to explain.
"In case you forgot Wilson, I am a doctor at this hospital as well as Dean of Medicine" Cuddy shot back.
"Lisa…..you also have a vested personal interest in the case as well as having been through a very traumatic ordeal. I was just trying to keep you from experiencing anymore stress." Wilson said, trying to get her to see where he was coming from.
"Stop treating me like one of your ex-wives Wilson and get your ass back to oncology where you belong." Cuddy hissed, shoving Bill's chart against his chest before she stormed off with her high heels clicking in a sharp rhythm against the linoleum floor.
"Lisa….wait…." Wilson said, trying to get her to turn around, but instead Cuddy kept on walking straight towards the elevator, pushing the down button and stepping inside of it before he had a chance to catch up with her.
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After getting off of the elevator, Cuddy then stormed into her office, heading straight for the chair behind her desk.
Sitting down it in it roughly she cursed herself when tender skin on her back yelled out to her nerves in protest.
Closing her eyes she exhaled sharply.
"Why in the hell did I just do that to Wilson?" She then questioned to herself before opening her eyes again and looking down at her desk, taking in a breath of surprise at seeing the string of pearls lying across the top of her keyboard.
Leaning forward, Cuddy reached for the pearls with her right hand while opening up the small folded piece of white paper that had been stuck in between the keys with her left hand.
As her eyes read over the note, Cuddy's face softened into a warm smile as the words on the small piece of paper touched her heart at a time it needed it the most.
Lisa,
A few years ago when we went to Singapore to attend that boring medical conference, I bought this necklace because it reminded me of you. I think after all this time however, it would look better around your neck than sitting in my closet collecting dust.
Always,
Greg
With the smile remaining on her face, Cuddy placed the pearl necklace onto her desk in a straight line before she picked up the phone, dialing the number to House's cell phone.
"Busy working so the boss doesn't come down on me like a banshee in heat…oops …sorry Doctor Cuddy I should really learn to check my caller ID." House answered, thereby letting her know his team was with him.
"Thank you for the necklace, it's beautiful." Cuddy whispered to him while running her fingertips over the pearls as she looked down at them.
Walking out of the conference room and into his office, House let a smile creep upon his face. "Actually those were meant for the cleaning lady, who's also named Lisa and who has also been on my jock for years now." He informed her.
"Is that so?" Cuddy asked, playing along while her thoughts began to drift back to Wilson and the way she had treated him.
"What's wrong?" House asked, immediately picking on the subtle hint of guilt in her tone.
"I yelled at Wilson a few minutes ago." Cuddy confessed.
"So what? I yell at him all the time." House replied reaching for his red and gray ball as sat down in his chair.
"But he didn't deserve it." Cuddy explained with a sigh while continuing to stare down at the pearls.
"Wilson usually doesn't deserve it when I yell at him either, but it's still fun do, and don't worry, I predict in about thirty more seconds Wilson's overly caring ass will be marching into your office to set things right between the two of you." House told her, throwing the ball up into the air before catching it.
"Listen I've gotta go." Cuddy suddenly said, watching Wilson coming into the outer office through her glass doors just like House had predicted.
"I was right wasn't I? Wilson's there now isn't he? Just like I predicted." House questioned with a smug smile.
"Yes he is amazing Carnac. Now get back to work." Cuddy said quickly into the phone before he could gloat anymore, hanging up the receiver just as Wilson walked into her office.
"Wilson I'm sorry. I shouldn't have overreacted the way I did earlier in the ICU." Cuddy immediately apologized as he closed the door behind him.
"Cuddy, it's not your fault I should have told you about Bill's condition last night." Wilson responded as he walked up to her desk, noticing the pearl necklace at her fingertips.
"Did House give that to you?" He then asked with a small smile.
"Yes." Cuddy answered with a smile of her own.
"Wow…...I mean, that was really romantic of him. I honestly didn't think House had it in him anymore." Wilson commented while keeping the grin upon his face as he saw how happy the gift from his friend had made Cuddy.
"Do you want me to help you put it on?" Wilson then offered.
"Sure." Cuddy agreed, continuing to smile as she got up out of her chair and handed the necklace to Wilson.
Moving to the corner of the desk to meet her, Wilson then waited as Cuddy pulled her raven hair up and out of the way so he could place the string of pearls around her neck.
"So things are going ok between the two of you?" Wilson asked softly as he moved the pearls around Cuddy's neck and over top of the dark plum turtle neck she was wearing before engaging the clasp.
Cuddy let her hair down and turned to face Wilson.
"We had a rough night, but compared to all of the craziness we've been through in the last couple days I think we're holding our own." She said, while touching the pearls with her fingertips.
"I'm glad to hear that and by the way….those pearls look beautiful on you." Wilson whispered in return just as his pager went off.
After looking down at the number, Wilson touched Cuddy's arm. "I've gotta go." He told her before placing a small kiss on her cheek.
Watching him leave, Cuddy titled her head slightly as Wilson stopped at Cindy's desk to talk to her before he left, rubbing the back of his neck as he spoke, while giving her assistant his patented boyish grin as she smiled back at him.
"Wilson I swear if you end up breaking her heart I'm going to put you in charge of finding me a new assistant." She whispered aloud, before walking back to her chair and pulling her desk drawer open, reaching for the compact inside of it.
Sitting down Cuddy opened up the compact and held the small round mirror encased inside of it in front of her, looking down at the pearls on her necklace which reflected the light in her office with a brilliant lustrous quality.
"Wow…you definitely know your jewelry Greg House." She whispered softly with a smile, running her fingers across the pearls as they picked up all the colors in the room surrounding her, the tiny white orbs reflecting hues of pink, purple, red and yellow, turning into some of the most beautiful shades of color that Cuddy had ever seen.
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Later that afternoon, inside the Intensive Care Unit, Ruth continued to sit by Bill's bedside, holding onto his hand and speaking softly to him as the monitors beside him continued to display his breathing and heart rate.
After last night Bill condition had rapidly improved over the last several hours to the point that his attending physician felt comfortable with taking him off the ventilator while the rest of the staff continued to check on his progress regularly.
"Bill you know in a little while Lisa is coming back here to check on you." Ruth said in a soft voice as her chestnut eyes traced the square jaw of Bill's profile.
"And your cardiologist who was in here earlier said since you've been doing so well, he's having the nurses wean you off some of the medications your on." Ruth added just as one of the nurses came into the room.
"How's our patient doing?" The young and petite nurse asked Ruth with a small smile.
"He's not much of a talker …but I'm hoping that will change soon." Ruth replied with a smile of her own as the nurse adjusted Bill's IV bag.
"Well now that Dr. Simmons has reduced some of Bill's medications, he could be waking up very soon." The nurse informed her with another smile before glancing down at Ruth's arm.
"And how are you doing Ruth? Any pain or discomfort at your laceration site I should know about?" The nurse questioned.
"Don't worry about me, I'm fine." Ruth assured her as she gently stroked Bill's arm with her hand.
"Well if you need anything, don't hesitate to ask." The nurse informed her just as Bill moaned out in a thick voice from the hospital bed.
"Bill? Honey can you hear me?" Ruth whispered down to him with an urgent tone, holding onto his hand as he slowly opened up his eyes.
Bill responded by squeezing Ruth's hand as he flexed his tongue inside his mouth that was dried out from lack of use, trying to work up some saliva in order to speak.
"Bill it's Kelly……you're in the ICU. You had surgery because of gunshot wound in your chest. Do you understand?" The nurse asked him as he turned his gaze to her.
"Yea….Yes." Bill replied in a thick voice as he eyes immediately went back to Ruth.
"Ruth…I..." He started to say, struggling to find the words to all the questions he had.
"Shh….don't try to say too much all at once Bill ...just take your time." Ruth coaxed as the nurse checked his vitals.
Bill nodded and closed his eyes for a moment, forming the words in his head before speaking them from his mouth.
"Lisa and House?" He whispered to her, opening his eyes back up
"Lisa and House are both safe Bill so you don't need to worry." Ruth assured him.
Bill nodded once more as his eyes focused in on the white gaze taped to Ruth's arm.
"Don't worry about that Bill, I'm ok too. In fact you've been that one everyone has been worried about." Ruth joked softly.
From his bed, Bill produced a very tired but gentle smile as he squeezed Ruth's hand again.
"He's doing very well," The nurse then commented to Ruth as she looked down upon her patient lying in the bed.
"Bill, I'm going to page Simmons so he can come down and take a look at you. Ok?" The nurse then informed him.
Again Bill nodded watchign the nurse leave the room before his eyes moved back to Ruth.
"Jeff?" He then asked as he kept his gaze focused on her face.
"He's dead Bill. The man you knew as Officer Fan turned out to be an undercover FBI agent named Collins. He shot Jeff three times and later that monster ended up dying on the operating table after the ambulances took us all here." Ruth explained as she brushed away a stray lock of his white hair from his forehead.
"Gooo…..good." Bill replied, feeling his eyelids beginning to get heavy just as the shape of another person entered into the room.
"Le…..Lisa." Bill then said as his tired eyes tried to keep their focus on her face as she walked towards him.
"Hi Bill." Cuddy replied softly, making her way to the other side of the bed where the ICU nurse had been standing before taking hold of his hand.
"Lisa, I'm so glad you're here. The nurse said it wouldn't be long until Bill would wake up but I never expected it to happen to quickly." Ruth told her as Cuddy quickly checked the monitors at Bill's bedside.
"I guess Bill just was tired of sleeping all the time." Cuddy joked as she looked down at him again.
Trying his very best to keep his eyes open, Bill felt his heart leap inside his chest as the sight of tiny white orbs of glowing light around Lisa's neck came into view, reminding him of the journey he had taken to island where he had seen Anna. Reminding him why he had chosen to come back.
I have to tell her. She needs to know, Bill thought, opening his mouth to speak once more as he squeezed Lisa's hand.
"Bill, what is it?" Ruth asked with worry as she saw his steel blue eyes grow wide with urgency.
"Bill are you in pain?" Cuddy immediately asked, leaning down closer to him as she checked his pupils.
Bill shook his head no; opening up his mouth to try and speak once more just before he was pulled into unconsciousness thanks to the exhaustion running ramped inside his weary body.
"Bill is going to be ok …isn't he?" Ruth asked Lisa in a worried tone, looking up at her daughter while continuing to hold onto Bill's hand.
"He's going to be fine Mom, it's just that these first couple of hours Bill will slip in and out of consciousness very easily." Cuddy explained before gently touching Bill's arm.
Ruth nodded drawing her bottom lip beofer she kissed the back of Bill's hand.
"I love you Bill." She then whispered to him, letting out a small gasp of relief as Bill gently squeezed her hand in return.
