Part Three
Hope and Bo silently walked into Shawn's room. Marlena and John were watching JT, who had just been released, because he was a bit fussy. Hope sat him in her lap as she sat in a chair next to Shawn's bed. He was still unconscious. The steady beat of his heart on the monitor was the only sound in the room for a moment as Bo sat down on the opposite side of the bed of Hope. They looked at Shawn and then at each other.
"Well, all that's missing here is for him to wake up," Hope commented softly.
"Lexie hasn't gotten those results back."
"Don't say it, Bo! He'll be fine as soon as he wakes up, you just wait and see. Who was it that told me not half an hour ago how strong he was?"
"I know, I know," Bo smiled. "But if there is bad news that comes with that, we have to be prepared for it."
Suddenly a soft moan was heard coming from Shawn. His parents looked at him happily as he opened his eyes. He smiled when he saw them.
"Hi," Hope said, almost in a laugh. "How do ya feel?"
"My head hurts like none other, and so does my arm..."
Shawn's eyes widened suddenly and he paled. "JT--
"He's fine," Bo quickly assured him. "Thanks to you."
"I'm so proud of you," Hope beamed. "My son the hero."
"OUR son."
"Right."
"So, he is just fine," Shawn restated, not totally convinced.
"Yes. He just got released, would you quit worrying? You should concentrate on yourself."
"Yeah, could you get the doc to dose me up on tons of painkillers?"
"Of course," Bo laughed. "I think Belle's a bit anxious to see you."
"She's probably pissed."
"Why?" Hope asked, confused.
"The last thing I heard before waking up here is her screaming at me not to go into the building."
"Well, if you hadn't saved your brother's life, then I would be pissed right now too, but it's hard to stay mad at you. No, she was really worried about you. In fact, she's the one who rode in the ambulance with you over here."
"Hmmm."
"We'll go get her," Hope winked at Bo, who got the hint and they left.
A couple of minutes later, Belle walked in. She smiled to see he was awake. Bo and Hope must have "forgotten" to mention that part.
"Hi," she whispered.
"Hi," he said.
"Okay," she said, taking a deep breath. "I have some things to tell you, so listen up and listen good." She began to fidget nervously. "First of all, don't EVER scare me like that EVER again, do you hear me?"
"I'm sorry. I didn't do it to scare you."
"I know," she smiled. "For that you are forgiven. And, well, okay, here's the thing. When the doctors were still working on you and we hadn't gotten word yet on whether or not you were okay or were going to be okay or whatever..."
"Belle? What are you rambling about?"
"Okay, just listen. During that time, I was so scared. I was in the ambulance with you-"
"I know."
"Okay, but JUST LISTEN! Okay, when we were waiting for word on you, I was praying. I prayed that you would be okay. ;And I told God that if you would just be okay, then I would tell you."
She paused, expecting him to say something. He said nothing, but waited for her to continue.
"I promised Him that I would tell you how I felt--feel--about you. Okay, here goes. Oh, gosh, this is nerve-wracking. Okay, I--I--um...I like you."
"Well we ARE best friends," Shawn chuckled.
"NO!! I mean, I don't just like you, I LIKE you."
"Oooooooh," Shawn said. Belle didn't know what to make of that.
"So that's what I have to tell you," she said. "Now I should let you go, I'm sure you have one heck of a headache, and your arm is probably bothering you too. So I should just go."
She got up to go to the door. Luckily she was sitting on his right side so he could grab her arm.
"No, please, wait. Belle, I'm glad you told me that."
"You're GLAD? You're glad. Well that's great."
"No, I mean, I feel the same way."
Belle paused. What had he just said?
Hope and Bo silently walked into Shawn's room. Marlena and John were watching JT, who had just been released, because he was a bit fussy. Hope sat him in her lap as she sat in a chair next to Shawn's bed. He was still unconscious. The steady beat of his heart on the monitor was the only sound in the room for a moment as Bo sat down on the opposite side of the bed of Hope. They looked at Shawn and then at each other.
"Well, all that's missing here is for him to wake up," Hope commented softly.
"Lexie hasn't gotten those results back."
"Don't say it, Bo! He'll be fine as soon as he wakes up, you just wait and see. Who was it that told me not half an hour ago how strong he was?"
"I know, I know," Bo smiled. "But if there is bad news that comes with that, we have to be prepared for it."
Suddenly a soft moan was heard coming from Shawn. His parents looked at him happily as he opened his eyes. He smiled when he saw them.
"Hi," Hope said, almost in a laugh. "How do ya feel?"
"My head hurts like none other, and so does my arm..."
Shawn's eyes widened suddenly and he paled. "JT--
"He's fine," Bo quickly assured him. "Thanks to you."
"I'm so proud of you," Hope beamed. "My son the hero."
"OUR son."
"Right."
"So, he is just fine," Shawn restated, not totally convinced.
"Yes. He just got released, would you quit worrying? You should concentrate on yourself."
"Yeah, could you get the doc to dose me up on tons of painkillers?"
"Of course," Bo laughed. "I think Belle's a bit anxious to see you."
"She's probably pissed."
"Why?" Hope asked, confused.
"The last thing I heard before waking up here is her screaming at me not to go into the building."
"Well, if you hadn't saved your brother's life, then I would be pissed right now too, but it's hard to stay mad at you. No, she was really worried about you. In fact, she's the one who rode in the ambulance with you over here."
"Hmmm."
"We'll go get her," Hope winked at Bo, who got the hint and they left.
A couple of minutes later, Belle walked in. She smiled to see he was awake. Bo and Hope must have "forgotten" to mention that part.
"Hi," she whispered.
"Hi," he said.
"Okay," she said, taking a deep breath. "I have some things to tell you, so listen up and listen good." She began to fidget nervously. "First of all, don't EVER scare me like that EVER again, do you hear me?"
"I'm sorry. I didn't do it to scare you."
"I know," she smiled. "For that you are forgiven. And, well, okay, here's the thing. When the doctors were still working on you and we hadn't gotten word yet on whether or not you were okay or were going to be okay or whatever..."
"Belle? What are you rambling about?"
"Okay, just listen. During that time, I was so scared. I was in the ambulance with you-"
"I know."
"Okay, but JUST LISTEN! Okay, when we were waiting for word on you, I was praying. I prayed that you would be okay. ;And I told God that if you would just be okay, then I would tell you."
She paused, expecting him to say something. He said nothing, but waited for her to continue.
"I promised Him that I would tell you how I felt--feel--about you. Okay, here goes. Oh, gosh, this is nerve-wracking. Okay, I--I--um...I like you."
"Well we ARE best friends," Shawn chuckled.
"NO!! I mean, I don't just like you, I LIKE you."
"Oooooooh," Shawn said. Belle didn't know what to make of that.
"So that's what I have to tell you," she said. "Now I should let you go, I'm sure you have one heck of a headache, and your arm is probably bothering you too. So I should just go."
She got up to go to the door. Luckily she was sitting on his right side so he could grab her arm.
"No, please, wait. Belle, I'm glad you told me that."
"You're GLAD? You're glad. Well that's great."
"No, I mean, I feel the same way."
Belle paused. What had he just said?