Dancing Queen
Author's Note: I must be nutty. I actually put up another chapter! Ha! It's a miracle.
Chapter Twelve: Consciousness
Pain snaked through Ash's veins like a bad bout of flu. His arms felt wired to his side and his head felt like it was being pounded upon by Brock's many brothers and sisters. Ash tried to move his fingers but as he did another wave of pain and dizziness overtook him. He kept his eyes tightly clamped. No memory came to him of what he was doing in pain. All that was in his mind was the fact that Misty was hurt.
He felt blindly about him finding a soft material. So he was in a bed. Perhaps a hospital bed. It was then that Ash's dared to open his eyes. Light blinded him with its burning power. Ash squinted and flinched as his eyes came on focus of a young girl's face.
"Amber?" Ash croaked his voice failing him.
"Oh! Thank god you're awake," Amber cried flinging her arms about her cousin. "I was worried about you. The doctors said you be fine but you know me with doctors…"
Ash let out a faint smile. Yes. He knew Amber with doctors. The doctors that were treating Aunt Wendy said she would be fine during the operation. Ash recalled that being the first time his mom ever clearly describing death to him. Wendy, Amber's mom, died on the operating table while she was having Mike, Amber's brother.
"Where is Mike?" Ash asked suddenly curious,
"Oh. Around…" Amber rolled her eyes. "You know how he is with his laptop…"
Suddenly a flash of what came the hours before rolled back. Ash sat up, the pain inside him rushed away.
"Ash? What's wrong?" Amber asked startled.
"Where is Misty?" Ash cried, "Did she make it?
Before Amber could finish Ash was out of bed and running at full sprint down the hallway. Amber sat bewildered and then shouted.
"Ash! Wait! You can't just barge in on Misty! What if she is…" Amber's voice lowered slightly, "sleeping…"
Ash dashed into the room to see Misty standing in the center of it with Brock by her side.
"Ash!?" Brock and Misty said in perfect unison.
"I thought you were still out," Brock cried in shock.
Ash immediately raced over to Misty and hugged her tight. Misty's cheeks flamed as bright as her hair. She pushed him away in embarrassment.
"What was that for?" She asked in confusion.
"I was so worried that you didn't make it," Ash smiled, "I was scared... for my friend."
Misty's heart swelled at these simple words. She felt as though she could kiss him not that she'd want to. Brock took one glance at this situation and decided to take to the hall. He dashed out leaving Ash and Misty some privacy
"Misty…I'm sorry. When I thought I was going to lose you forever I saw what a fool I was," Ash let out a sigh and added. "I never want that feeling again."
Misty grinned and hugged Ash this time.
"I'm glad." Misty said once they pulled apart.
She held out her hand for Ash to take, "Friends to the end?"
"Together forever." Ash nodded taking it.
"Hate to break this party up," Richie muttered from the doorway.
Misty and Ash both looked up at the same time. Misty went beat red and growled, "No, you would love to break the party up."
Richie shook his head and snickered, "Actually, I rather enjoyed watching you two make up. Now if I could only see you two make-"
"Say it and I swear," Misty threatened with her fist waving in the air dangerously.
Richie gulped whatever he was going to say down his throat. He rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly, "Well, anyway. You're needed at the police station."
"Why?" Ash asked curiously.
"You two are the only witnesses to a attempted murder of… well, Misty. They have a suspect in custody now."
"Really, who?" Misty inquired.
"Uh… A Ms. Tsuki I think…"
To Be Continued…
Please r + r!
Another short chapter. Sorry! Don't get mad. I am trying to deal with writer's block!
