Ohayoo all... I have been reading what I have done... and that last chapter had made zero sense to even me. So I've re-written it, so if you must, please re read it, it basically the same, though, just more there...
Hai, Ninetails, Gatton is NEAR Brisbane, unfortunately…
~~~ A Couple of Months Later ~~~ (That'll do, I think...)
Van had finally recovered from all of his injuries, physically. However, he was mentally scarred, and unfortunately could not be made to emerge from his shell. The time at the hospital had made Van's skin paler and the intense therapy had weathered away his once strong body. He sat in the corner towards the wall, intently staring at the paint. He rocked slowly back and forth.
Van had gone insane.
*Yay! Another song, this time a really famous Australian (Shock!) band, Silver chair with Emotion Sickness on Neon Ballroom. Okay the words aren't perfect, but live with me, I have to type it twice before I can even come close...*
~Erupt again, ignore the pill,
~I won't let it show...
~sacrifice the torturers,
~Orchestral Tear Cash-Flow
The orderly finally gave up trying to get Van to eat. He just gave him a shot of a depressant and left. He was behind as it is, but Van is just impossible
~Increase, Delete, Escape, Defeat,
~it's all that matters to you
~cotton case for an iron pill
~distorted eyes when everything is clearly dying
They put him back on IV because he would die if he didn't. Van didn't care. He was already dead. Thomas hasn't come to see him in months, and Fiona was hurting people.
~burn my knees and,
~burn my knees and,
~burn my knees and
~pray
Van gave up on life, and tried to commit suicide several times, twice with a fork...
~Emotion Sickness
~addicts with no heroine
~Emotion Sickness
~distorted eyes when everything is clearly dying
Fiona was gone, wasn't she? That was one of the things Van thought. The other - Thomas doesn't care anymore
~burn my knees and, burn my knees and pray, burn my knees and burn my knees and pray
~"Get up Get up Get up Get Up"
~Won't you start my brain?
The doctors tried to give him therapy, both reward and punishment based. He just didn't react. They tried shock therapy, to see if they could 'jump start' him again, with no luck
~Emotion sickness
~addict with no heroine
~good things will pass, it helps with excess
~lessons learnt
The only thing Van did, other than sleep, was be incredibly violent. He already has hospitalised several orderlies by throwing objects, such as the bed, at them.
~Emotion Sickness
~lessons learnt.
Thomas walked through the cold and sterile environment of the mental ward. He nodded to the nursing staff that he knew, which happened to be most of them, and rounded the corner. The sparsely furnished rooms passed him, until he reached the doctors office. He popped his head around to see a neatly dressed lady. He smiled.
"Doctor, how are you?"
"Good thanks Thomas. What can I help you with?"
"Hows Van" His smile slowly faded as the doctor told him what was wrong.
"He's gone catatonic, but he won't take any medication. Thankfully the violent spells have stopped."
Thomas again smiled. That's a relief, he thought, as he remembered what he was like...
~~~ Flashback ~~~
Van said, "No, it can't be"
The doctor, a young man, crossed his arms. "I'm afraid so". He had just told Van that Thomas had left for the base, and won't be back for a while.
"NO IT CAN'T BE!" Van picked up the nearest object that wasn't bolted onto the floor and hurled it at the doctor. It missed by millimetres. "NO"
The doctor ran out, and locked the door behind him, just as another object crashed into the door. He hit the emergency call button.
Several hours later, Thomas turned up at the hospital to visit Van, only to be confronted by the same doctor.
"I'm sorry Lt. Shubaltz, you cannot see him now"
"Why not?" Thomas was puzzled.
"He has been transferred. He is a risk to himself and others, so he cannot be visited."
"Well can I see him?" Thomas asked. The doctor replied with an affirmative. Thomas was lead through the hallways of the mental ward, until he reached a room near the end. Inside was a soft chair and a bed. Van was sitting on the bed looking at the wall, medicated to the hilt.
"Due to the head injury sustained in the battle and all he has been through, he has suffered major psychological damage. I'm not sure if he'll recover..."
~~~ End 'o' Flashback ~~~
"Well, can I see him then" Thomas asked "I haven't been able to since he was admitted"
The doctor turned and looked at him incredulously "You haven't? He could have been better by now if you have. Follow me..." She ushered him out and down the hall.
Van was still staring at the wall, at that point 5 metres through the wall. The door silently opened.
"Van, are you awake?" She asked him. Van didn't respond he just kept rocking.
She nodded at Thomas, who entered. He carefully approached Van, and once he was directly behind him, he touched his cheek, and whispered, "Guess who?"
"Thomas... is that you?" Van croaked, having not used his voice in so long.
"Aye, indeed it is. How are you?" Thomas whispered.
A small gasp escaped Van's lips, as he started to sob. Making comforting sounds from his throat, Thomas wrapped his arms around Van.
"Why didn't you see me?" Van gazed back at the emerald green eyes, full of comfort and relief.
"I wasn't allowed, but I'm here now..." Thomas just gazed back into the chocolate pools.
She smiled, and slowly walked out. She was approached by an orderly.
"Can I help you, madam? Are you lost" He asked
"No, I'm right, I'm about to go anyway" Fiona responded. Inwardly, she said "Please get better Van"
(Didn't expect that did you? Teehee)
~~~ Several Days Later ~~~
Van squinted at the sun as they left the hospital behind. He had grown so unaccustomed to daylight after months of only fluorescent light exposure,that the sun hurt, even through a set of sunglasses. He just buried his head into Thomas' shoulder and let him guide Van home...
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Awww, ain't it sweet! Oh well, no lemony goodness. I'm just frightened that it'll wreck the story if I do. What do you think all?
Anyways, I hope you enjoyed this!
Jyu Mata!
Maelgwyn