"Hello? May I speak to a Miss Catrina Weaver please?" An unknown voice was on the other end of the line.
Catra narrowed her eyes with suspicion. She knew she was all good on bills and she never had telemarketing callers before. "May I ask who's calling?"
"This is Etheria General. I need to speak with a Catrina Weaver." The man indicated.
"This is Catrina Weaver." Catra replied with caution, her tail twitching.
"Miss Weaver we have you as an Emergency Contact for an Adora Gray. It is possible that she has been admitted. I can fill you in with the details when you arrive." The male had a serious tone.
"Wh..What?" Catra was rendered speechless.
"Hello?" The male asked. "Hello, Miss Weaver are you still there?"
Catra shook her head back into reality, "Y-yeah, I'll be there as soon as I can."
The phone went dead and fell to the floor.
Catra couldn't think for a few moments. She hadn't seen or heard from the Alpha in 4 years. Their last interaction was horrible. Things were said, followed by a lot of shouting, a little shoving and after Adora slammed the door behind her; there were tears.
Weeks went by, Catra didn't leave her bed for days. She didn't eat nor sleep. Often times she felt sick, throwing up when she had nothing to throw up. She wanted the aching to stop. Eventually, she crawled out of bed, forced herself to eat and clean herself up. For a while, she realized she needed Adora back in her life.
For the first 2 years she actively sought the Alpha out, then when she couldn't find anything that showed that the blonde even existed, she eventually gave up. And now she she knows that Alpha is in Etheria; in the hospital. How long was she in Etheria. Where….
"In the hospital!" Catra yelped at herself. She quickly gathered her wallet, stuffed it in her backpack with whatever else she might need. She quickly scribbled a note to Scorpia that food would be in the fridge and instructions on warming it up.
"I'll call her in a bit to let here know where I'll be." She quickly thought to herself. "Hopefully this isn't something serious." She grabbed her keys and bolted out the door. The elevator ride down her apartments seemed to take forever. Her mind was jumbled and filled with questions. Her anxiety was creeping into her body. She shifted back and forth until the elevator came to a stop and opened up.
Her drive to the hospital was stressful to say the least. She felt like she hit every red light in Etheria. She was irritated when she got behind an elderly driver. It was a single lane road and she couldn't pass. "Really?! Old people shouldn't be driving!" She knew she wasn't right for yelling that, but she felt better knowing that nobody could hear her in the privacy of her car. She rolled her eyes and clawed at the steering wheel trying to calm her nerves.
She finally got onto the freeway. Normally, Catra was a more cautious driver. She had her reason, she had changed alot in the past 4 years.. But right now; all she wanted to do was get the the hospital.
Etheria General was in view. Catra exited and made her way to the Emergency Room parking lot. She grabbed her cell and bag, quickly making her way to the Emergency Room reception desk.
She tapped her food as she waited for the person ahead of her to finish whatever she need with the receptionist. After what seemed like forever, the lady was done. Catra stepped up. "Hi, I got a call from here. The name is Catrina Weaver."
The receptionist replied, "Hold on…. Ah yes. Please wait here I'll get someone to escort you to the back."
A minute later a nurse came out. "Weaver?"
Catra stepped forward raising her arm. "Over here."
"Please follow me." The nurse began leading the way.
"Is Adora ok? What happened?" Catra finally asked following closely.
The nurse kept walking. "I'll have a doctor fill you in very soon."
The Omega began pacing in the small waiting room. She was happy that it was empty. She was very frustrated that she have any answers to the questions in her head. Tears threatened at the corner of her eyes. She took a deep breath trying not to let the fear, anxiety, anger and frustration come out all at once. She stopped, closed her eyes, took a deep breath and slowly let it out. Her tail began swishing violently back and forth. Eventually, she grabbed it; just so it would stop.
"Miss Weaver?" A doctor entered the room.
Her ears perked up, "Yes, yes that's me. What's going on. Is Adora ok? What happened." Catra tried not to digress.
"It is possible that Miss Gray was dumped nearby the hospital. We don't know by whom, an anonymous caller indicated whom she might be as she had no identification on her when we took her in."
Catra gasped. Her mind was trying to take in all the information.
"They are finishing up with a few other things, minor cuts and abrasions. I will return when they are done and perhaps you can confirm if this individual is Miss. Gray?" The doctor stood up.
Catra shook her head. Part of her hoped it wasn't Adora but another part of the Omega hoped that her search for the Alpha had come to an end.
The doctor continued, but his voice began echo incoherently. Catra couldn't focus on what he was saying; she would ask again later. "Can I see her!?"
"Please, I know this is hard, but right now we need your patience until they are done cleaning her up."
Catra wasn't usually known for her patience. The last four years, she has come a long way. Many times not by choice. It was something she gradually learned. Currently her old self almost came rearing back. She had to focus. "I- I understand." She managed to huff out. Her hands, tail and pointy ears trembling.
The doctor left the room and she fell back onto one of the chairs. Her breath was shaky and her heart was beating rapidly. She walked to the water dispenser, took a cup and drank three cups to help cool her down. She felt like hot and like she couldn't get enough air. All her mind was filled with was Adora. Would she be ok. How would she take seeing Catra when and if she wakes up. What would she say to her. Catra had so much to say to Adora that she didn't know where to begin. Would it go well? Did Adora even want to see Catra after their last encounter? Catra was heartbroken when Adora left. Even after she began to love again, she still felt that hole in her heart because of that blonde idiot. What would she say and do when she got home tonight.
"Oh Shit!" She cursed herself. She pulled out her phone and called Scorpia. She would be off work by now and headed back.
"Hey Wildcat." Scorpia answered.
"Hey, don't freak out. But, I - I'm at the hospital." Catra tried to keep her voice from shaking.
"What! I'll be right over!" Scorpia quickly responded.
"No…no. I-I'm ok… its just…" She paused. "It's Adora."
The phone was silent. Finally, Scorpia spoke, "As in Adora.. Adora." Scorpia didn't sound too happy.
"Yeah, umm it.. It's pretty serious and I just need you to understand…." Catra began but was interrupted.
"Wildcat, I - I don't know what to say. I know your history, but…" Scorpia began.
"Stop! Stop right now. I know you don't like her. But you've never met her and well …." Catra took a deep breath.
"What?" Scorpia responded.
"You know what!" Catra said louder than she wanted. She was frustrated.
The other end of the phone was quiet.
"Look. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to yell. I - I gotta be here. It might not even be her, but I need you to try to be understanding." Catra paused. "For me?"
Scorpia sighed. "Ok, ok Wildcat."
"I don't know when I'll be home. Would you just take care of things for me this afternoon?" Catra asked.
"Yeah,,, yeah ok. I know what to do." Scorpia paused.
Catra managed to smile for once. "Thanks, There's food in the fridge. I left a note on how to warm it up and…"
"Miss Weaver?" The doctor returned. "We're ready now."
"Oh! I gotta go! I'll talk to you later. Bye" She hung up the phone before Scorpia could reply.
Catra got her bag and followed the nurse. They passed several glass rooms. She saw families gathered around their injured or sick loved ones. Dread began creeping up her spine. The nurse turned and opened a door. Catra stepped in not knowing what to expect.
4 years, 6 months, 2 weeks, 3 days since she last seen the Alpha that broke her heart. Catra stood at the doorway. Her hand crept onto her own shoulder. She took a step forward. She could hear the heart monitor beeping and the blood pressure cuff go off. She could barely recognize the blond. Her head and body were wrapped up in bandages like a half wrapped mummy. All Catra could see was purple swollen shut eyes, her nose and mouth were cut and bruised. Her left arm and right leg were held up in the air, wrapped in a casts. Her other appendages had also been wrapped up with a few nicks, scratches and bruises showing. Adora was barely, if not, recognizable."
"It…"it's her…" Catra confirmed to the doctor in a low whisper. "I'd know her scent anywhere."
The doctor nodded. He began to fill Catra in, "Miss Gray sustained a lot of injuries. She has several broken bones, lacerations, bruises and because she is swelled up some other possible injuries. It appears she was beaten." The doctor paused.
The doctor continued. "The surgeons just finished resetting some of the bones, and stopped the internal bleeding. Miss Weaver…" He paused. "Adora is in a coma right now."
Catra didn't even realize tears that began streaming down her cheeks.
"Right now she passed the worst part. We think that she will make it. I don't know how long or IF she will come out of the coma."
Catra took a step forward not saying a word.
The doctor took the silence as an indication that she wanted to be left alone with the Alpha. "I'll give you two some privacy. If you need me, there is a call button and a nurse will attend you."
The Omega nodded. "Thank you."
The doctor pulled the curtains for privacy and the glass doors slid shut.
Catra stepped up towards the end of the bed. Her lips were trembling and her words came out shaky. "H-h-heyyyy Adora…."
This is a new Catradora Fic. Please take the time to leave a review. Good or bad. That way I have an idea on if i should continue on FF. thanks!