Faith in a Child
Chapter Seven: Headaches
Delia walked into the room to receive lots of sad looks from the doctors. She looked from one doctor to the other, her usual bright face gone sour.
"Where is he?" She snapped.
"I'm sorry madam…"
"Where is my son?!" Delia shouted. "Where is Ash?"
The doctors looked fearful. They looked from one to the other till one brave doctor spoke up, "He is in the recovery room. Room 463. He has gone through some thing terrible tonight. I don't think…"
"I am going to see my son! I already lost my husband tonight and I am not losing my son!" Delia shrieked at them.
The doctors flinched.
Delia dashed to the room and yanked open the door. There Ash sat on the bed looking pale. Once he saw his mom his face lit up considerably.
"Mom!" Ash squeaked in his three year old voice.
Delia rushed to his side and hugged her son tight. Ash was in tears. Being so young, he had been quite disturbed by the whole thing.
"Mommy! Daddy! H-he…he…" Ash gasped though his tears.
"I know. I know. Shh now," Delia said in a soft voice.
"Daddy…! I couldn't wake him up! That man, he was laughing at me. He told me Daddy was gonna stay asleep because he said so," Ash whispered.
Delia burst into tears and hugged Ash tighter.
"Where's daddy?" Ash asked tears still rolling down his cheeks.
Delia couldn't answer. She was sobbing too much. She finally found her voice and muttered, "Don't believe that, Ash. Remember what mommy said? Never listen to strangers. Never talk or listen. Daddy has just gone on a trip for a while. He'll be back."
Ash stared at his mom in question, "When?"
Ash sat up suddenly. His heart was throbbing painfully in his chest and he was drenched in cold sweat. Ash felt every bone in his body aching. Including his head. Oh man! Especially his head!
Ash glanced around seeing Team Rocket unconscious around him. They were all breathing which didn't surprise Ash in the least. Team Rocket had faired worse. Ash was surprised he had only suffered a slight concussion. That meant no sleeping for awhile.
He glanced about realizing they hadn't landed in the valley but in a huddle of trees. Ash had no clue where Mew might be. But something told him he wasn't close.
Ash leaned back against a tree nearest him and went off into a daydream. He remembered that day but only briefly. Like the laughter. Hard cold laughter. And the voice of his father telling him to run. A gun shot and more laughter. A vision of his father jumping in front of him, leaning over his father's motionless form. And then being in the hospital. It hurt to think that that bullet was meant for him and not his father. Ash couldn't remember why he was there in the first place or who the laughter belonged to. All Ash knew was that whoever it was, killed his father but really meant to kill him.
Ash sighed painfully at that memory. A police officer came shortly after his father had been shot. The killer only just got away. According to the man, the killer had his finger on the trigger ready to kill Ash too.
There was something else Ash remembered… it was those jeering taunts.
Come on, Ashy boy. Shake him harder.
You aren't doing a good job.
Keep trying, kid.
You won't wake him.
You're stubborn, huh?
He won't wake unless I let him.
He's mine now, boy…
Now click of the gun being reloaded You are mine as well…
Ash shivered.
"Owie!" James cried sitting up nursing his limp arm.
"Now dat's definitely broken, James." Meowth smiled despite his aching head.
"No! Not another one!" James cried.
Jessie sat up as well, yawning elegantly.
"Aren't you in pain?" James asked.
"Nope. I must of landed on top of one of you guys. Thanks for breaking my fall."
"So glad to be so useful," James sighed.
"Don't worry, James," Ash smiled getting to his feet. "I sure Mew can heal it for you."
"Mew?" Jessie and James asked in unison.
"Who's dat?" Meowth questioned.
The unusual group traveled along in silence besides James whimpers of pain. Ash was leading, not having the faintest clue to where they were to go but not letting on either. Ash suddenly stopped in his tracks.
"Did you hear that?" Ash hissed.
"Hear what?" James blubbered.
There was a slight humming sound coming from the east. It sounded like a pair of wings from a Beedrill.
"I hear it now!" James exclaimed.
"SHHHH!" The group ushered.
This sound was joined by the sound of some twinkling bells. Ash could of recognized that sound in his sleep.
"Mew!!" Ash shouted out before Team Rocket could stop him, "Hey Mew! Is that you?"
The sound stopped and when it started again, it began to head towards their direction. Celebi and Mew flew out in front of the group both smiling.
"Well. Well. Well," Celebi smiled, "What have we got here, Mew?"
"I believe it is our scouts, Celebi." Mew grinned evilly.
"Scouts?!" Ash and Team Rocket asked in bewilderment.
To Be Continued…
Please R+R!
I'm sorry I had to leave it right there. Actually I am not… hehehe.
But let me give you a slight head's up… This scout thing that Mew is talking about… It's nothing good!