Vows Series: Part Two
Warnings: shounen ai, 2+1, hospitals, sappy, fluff, angst
Pairing: 2+1
Disclaimers: I don't own Gundam Wing. I wish I did but I don't. Don't sue me! You'll get nothing! I'm completely and utterly broke!
Author's Note: It's the regular old soap opera scene in the hospital! Maybe I should call this one All My Children or General Hospital ^.^ Never mind, they'd sue me for it, or try to. As I said before…I'm broke. *hides her last twenty dollar bill*
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Duo watched patiently as the several different men and women began to lift Heero up off the ground, onto the sturdy stretcher, and into the ambulance where he rested. The medics began to quickly shove IVs and many sorts of needles into the helpless body as they raced to save Heero's life. They had already started fixing the minor injuries, such as the many cuts and bruises, and had a blood donor on the way incase of another emergency. Luckily a medic had told Duo that Heero had amazingly only lost a safe amount of blood, which didn't mean a little but not too much. Duo had to keep batting away the paramedics that were trying to mend him instead of Heero. Duo knew that he would survive; he could only hope for Heero's life to be spared. The trip to the hospital seemed to last an eternity for Duo. There was much a first aid kit could do for the one he loved. Heero needed surgery and a lot of it. Duo felt terrible knowing there was nothing he could do besides hope for the best for his beloved.
Duo hated hospitals, they were so full of sorrow and lives slipping away, and when they reached the medical center Duo pushed the thought aside as he followed the rushed paramedics into the maze of the hospital. Unfortunately, a hand reached out in front of the worry Duo and pulled him aside.
"I'm sorry sir but you can't follow them into surgery. It's the rules. Besides, you need to be fixed up yourself and then take care of some paper work for us. Don't worry, I'm sure everything will work out." Duo looked up at the man restraining him from entering the surgical room with a deep look of sorrow and concern.
"But Heero, I…I need him. He has to survive! I must be there to help."
"You can help by staying out of their way and filling out these forms." Said the golden headed young man with a stern look on his face as he handed Duo a pile of papers.
"You're right." Duo cast his glance down to the tile floor in remorse.
"Come with me. I want you to fill out those forms while I take care off all these cuts." He said as he brushed his finger up against a raw opening.
"Ouch, that hurt mister!" Duo pulled away from the laughing man.
"See, you need to be cleaned up. Follow me." The tall man began to walk off into a room. Duo obediently followed while smoothly rubbing over the tender spot the man had pushed on.
Duo sat down on the wooden stool with a pen in one hand and a stack of paperwork in the other.
"This may sting a bit, just hold still and it will be over with before you know it." Duo didn't even feel the pain this time, nor could he fill out any of the forms. His mind was far from this hospital. It was in a far away place. Blankness, in which he questioned the future and himself.
'What if he doesn't make it? Will he survive this? If he does, will he reject me? Will he return my feelings? Was there in way I could have prevented this from happening? Did I fail Heero? Did I let my one and only down? Will he die because of me? Or will he live because of a string of hope I gave him? What if he only pulls himself through for the chance of love with me? What if he doesn't make it? What will happen? What will become of Heero Yuy? What will become of me?' Duo was too lost in thought to notice the hand waving in front of his battered up face.
"Hello? Anyone home?" asked the blonde doctor. Duo shook his head, trying to shake away the terrible thoughts that kept entering his confused mind.
"What?" asked Duo as if he had been lost to the world.
"I'm finished and there's someone here to see you." Duo looked beyond the towering man and saw his good old and dependable friend, Quarte, waiting in the doorway.
"Duo?" Duo ran up to Quarte and fell into his welcoming arms and began to sob openly, not caring who saw what.
"Oh Quarte! I'm so scared! Is Heero okay?" Quarte's face was expressionless as he dragged the crying Duo onto a small couch in the waiting room.
"Duo, I'm afraid that Heero isn't doing so well. The doctors and surgeons are all doing the best they can. Only time will tell. We are going to have to wait this one out. Heero was shot very close to his spinal cord and if they aren't careful, he could be paralyzed for life. He also has a bullet lodged deep within his shoulder but that's fixable. The blood donor has already donated some blood and they a fusing it into Heero at this very moment. It looks bad Duo, but there is hope."
Duo began to cry even louder onto Quarte's silk shirt at those words.
"Quarte, what do you think? Will he survive?" Quarte looked down on the sorrowful Duo and granted him a humble little smile.
"I know how much Heero means to you. I know you love him, so I'm going to be completely honest with you. I'm no doctor but I know when there's hope. As I said before Duo, I believe Heero will pull through." Duo smiled back at his friend and pulled himself closer to him, trying to feel the warmth of his body as some sort of comfort. Quarte knew Duo needed all the support he could get and began to stroke Duo's chestnut colored hair as if he was petting a small scared little fragile kitten. Quarte also knew that every bit he had said to Duo was truthful and that he did believe in Heero's recovery as much as everyone else there. But as Quarte had said, only time will tell.
Quarte decided to let the paperwork wait a while, this until Trowa gets there to take care of it for them since he'll probably be the most stable one there. Duo had fallen asleep within Quarte's arms just as Wufei walked into their personal waiting room.
"So, how is it?" whispered Wufei as he realized the sleeping Duo.
"Not good but we hope he'll make it."
"Well I know so." Said Wufei as he pulled out a chair from beneath a table and sat down.
"Where's Trowa, I need him to do the paper work," asked/stated Quarte.
"He's on his way. He too just finished a mission. It just that unlike those two, he finished the mission without a scratch on his body. And don't worry about the paper work, we already have this stuff ready, remember? All of us do. It's part of being a gundam pilot. All we have to do is print it up. I asked Trowa to do so." Quarte nodded his consent.
"Thank you. I don't know where I'd be if it was for your readiness and cool head."
"Your welcome." Wufei tried to hide his concern but he too was frightened that their partner in combat, their friend, Heero Yuy, wouldn't make it. So all three of the worried pilots waited for Trowa and the results that were shortly to come and decide fate as they would soon know it.
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Bethy-Chan: It's 4:32 in the morning, I don't care what you have to say, and I'm going to sleep. *falls over dead to the world*
Duo:*pokes Bethy-Chan with a stick* Yep, she gone alright, I think I follow her lead.*falls over beside Bethy-Chan and meets her in La La Dream Land where bishy run free*