We're Back Chapter 13
A/N: I've completely lost track of time in this story. Well not completely. But I might have screwed myself into the ground with dates. Sorry to anyone who actually notices.
P.S. This one's short. I think.
"I am calling concerning your court hearing."
Eleanor clutched the phone to her ear, chewing Dally's thumbnail to bits.
"This isn't going to be very long is it?" she asked nervously.
The man at the other end laughed. "No, no.we hope not. Of course, there's no telling what the public may do to stall things. But hopefully we'll have you in, find out the problem and send you back with your folks all safe and sound in under an hour."
"But there won't be anyone watching-"
"Only family," the man said firmly. "No press."
Eleanor breathed easier. "And I have to stay here at the hospital until then?"
"You need to stay at the hospital as long as the doctors say you should. Otherwise, your job is to show up here this Friday."
"THIS FRIDAY?!" Eleanor's eyebrows shot up. She hadn't known Social Services would work so speedily.
"Anything for the Miracle Boy," the man chuckled. Eleanor suppressed the urge to gag.
She hung up, after carefully copying down the directions to her hearing. She'd be there, and she'd be walking. Dally's body may have been dead for 6 months, but it had been well preserved, and anyway, Eleanor hadn't even been dead really. She'd be out of the hospital in no time. 'Maybe I can get a haircut before Friday,' she thought, pulling back the tow-coloured strands into a ponytail. She let her hair tumble down, and laughed at her reflection in the bedside mirror. She could be a hippie with hair that long. Carefully she tied a strip of gauze around her forehead and flashed two fingers at the mirror.
"Can I help you with anything Mr. Winston?" A nurse stood in the doorway, a puzzled frown on her red lips.
"Peace," Eleanor told her.
~
Johnny woke slowly, a smile flickering across his face as he caught sight of the beautiful day outside. Birds chirping, sun shining.Johnny tried to sit up to get a better view. His body felt stiff and unused, creaking painfully as he tried to straighten his spine.
"Owwww." he grumbled, reaching one hand behind to feel his back. It seemed alright until he reached a spot in his spine where it suddenly changed. Frowning, he patted what felt like a metal plate embedded in his back. What the hell was wrong with it?
".broken.in 2 places." Johnny's dark eyes widened as a sudden memory surfaced in his mind. He caught sight of his surroundings suddenly, the clean, pristine, and very white decoration scheme of a hospital, and it all began to come back to him.
"Oh my god," he whispered. He sat frozen, afraid to move, afraid to breathe, hardly daring to believe it could all be real.
Tap, tap, tap.
His eyes flicked to the door.
"C-come in," he called hoarsely, his voice cracking.
The door clicked open, and a familiar face poked in. The boy's jaw dropped and his blue eyes grew bright.
"Johnny?!" he gasped, then flew at the bed, catching the boy in a tight hug. Johnny winced feeling old muscles stretch but hugged his friend back anyway.
"Hey Sodapop."
A/N: I've completely lost track of time in this story. Well not completely. But I might have screwed myself into the ground with dates. Sorry to anyone who actually notices.
P.S. This one's short. I think.
"I am calling concerning your court hearing."
Eleanor clutched the phone to her ear, chewing Dally's thumbnail to bits.
"This isn't going to be very long is it?" she asked nervously.
The man at the other end laughed. "No, no.we hope not. Of course, there's no telling what the public may do to stall things. But hopefully we'll have you in, find out the problem and send you back with your folks all safe and sound in under an hour."
"But there won't be anyone watching-"
"Only family," the man said firmly. "No press."
Eleanor breathed easier. "And I have to stay here at the hospital until then?"
"You need to stay at the hospital as long as the doctors say you should. Otherwise, your job is to show up here this Friday."
"THIS FRIDAY?!" Eleanor's eyebrows shot up. She hadn't known Social Services would work so speedily.
"Anything for the Miracle Boy," the man chuckled. Eleanor suppressed the urge to gag.
She hung up, after carefully copying down the directions to her hearing. She'd be there, and she'd be walking. Dally's body may have been dead for 6 months, but it had been well preserved, and anyway, Eleanor hadn't even been dead really. She'd be out of the hospital in no time. 'Maybe I can get a haircut before Friday,' she thought, pulling back the tow-coloured strands into a ponytail. She let her hair tumble down, and laughed at her reflection in the bedside mirror. She could be a hippie with hair that long. Carefully she tied a strip of gauze around her forehead and flashed two fingers at the mirror.
"Can I help you with anything Mr. Winston?" A nurse stood in the doorway, a puzzled frown on her red lips.
"Peace," Eleanor told her.
~
Johnny woke slowly, a smile flickering across his face as he caught sight of the beautiful day outside. Birds chirping, sun shining.Johnny tried to sit up to get a better view. His body felt stiff and unused, creaking painfully as he tried to straighten his spine.
"Owwww." he grumbled, reaching one hand behind to feel his back. It seemed alright until he reached a spot in his spine where it suddenly changed. Frowning, he patted what felt like a metal plate embedded in his back. What the hell was wrong with it?
".broken.in 2 places." Johnny's dark eyes widened as a sudden memory surfaced in his mind. He caught sight of his surroundings suddenly, the clean, pristine, and very white decoration scheme of a hospital, and it all began to come back to him.
"Oh my god," he whispered. He sat frozen, afraid to move, afraid to breathe, hardly daring to believe it could all be real.
Tap, tap, tap.
His eyes flicked to the door.
"C-come in," he called hoarsely, his voice cracking.
The door clicked open, and a familiar face poked in. The boy's jaw dropped and his blue eyes grew bright.
"Johnny?!" he gasped, then flew at the bed, catching the boy in a tight hug. Johnny winced feeling old muscles stretch but hugged his friend back anyway.
"Hey Sodapop."