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Chapter 7 – Midnight Medical
White sheets, flat pillows, the beeping of those infernal machines and the smell. That sterile, cold smell that almost everybody hates because what it reminds you of. 'I hate hospitals. This better be only an overnight thing. I want out of here as soon as possible.' Presley's nose scrunched and his body went tense trying to hold in a sneeze. He thought the tingling feeling had past but as soon as he released his position…
"Aaa-chooo!" Presley sniffled and muttered. "Oh damn."
The boy rubbed his eyes with the side of his finger yawning hugely. He had woken up a half an hour ago in the bed not knowing how he got in the bed but knowing how he arrived at the hospital. Presley smiled as he remembered; a true smile, no more of the false ones where he was trying to hide.
Presley had been brought back to the edges of consciousness when he found himself being suddenly moved…
… Nefer-tina had pulled right up in front of the hospital and Rath and Armon had jumped out of their two seats and Ja-Kal had carefully rose out of his place; lifting Presley along with him. Nefer-tina made to follow but a stern glare reminded her of their responsibility, guarding Prince Rapses who was still sitting patiently in the rear of the Hot-Ra. Another look at Armon ordered the burly warrior to stay as well.
By then the movement and noises of the hospital had brought Presley to the brink of consciousness. Ja-Kal must have noticed the twitch and flutter of eyelids because as they walked the royal huntsman tried to calm the waking boy. "Hush, it's just the hospital. Don't worry I'll take care of you."
Presley murmured something incomprehensible and once again surrendered to the sleep his exhausted body needed, knowing that he was encompassed by Ja-Kal's arms, he felt protected and secure.
Ja-Kal and Rath walked through the automatic doors and felt all the eyes of the people in the emergency waiting room switch to look at the odd group. They were an odd group by their standards anyway. The nurse at the front desk was an older woman and although her eyes gazed scrutinized them she was obviously more concerned with Presley.
She switched her sharp accusing gaze to Ja-Kal. "What happened?"
Ja-Kal, who hadn't planned for questioning, said nothing. It was Rath who finally spoke after an awkward pause. The scribe cleared his throat. "We found the boy on the street with a group of young men leaning over him. My friend-" Rath inclined his head towards Ja-Kal. "- and I decided to help him. So we scared off the attackers and brought the boy here."
Ja-Kal was impressed. Rath had come up with the story out of nowhere and had made it believable as well. He glanced over at his tall friend with a refreshed respect. Ja-Kal looked back to the nurse when he felt her eyes on him. She stared at him as if she didn't believe his story for a moment. Ja- Kal was just about to defend Rath's story because nothing was going to prevent Presley from receiving the treatment he so badly needed. But the mummy stopped when he the woman's gaze changed to that of understanding. It was the understanding of a parent and the protective streak towards family.
The older nurse looked at Rath. "One moment please." She moved to look at Ja-Kal once more. "A gurney and a doctor will be here in less then a minute. Why don't you go and have a seat."
Ja-Kal smiled appreciatively. "Thank you." He turned and with Rath sat down in two of the hard steel chairs of the waiting room.
The older nurse, Betty, smiled at the back of the two strange men. She had been prone to question the tall man's explanation on the bases that from years of raising children she knew when someone was lying. Yet also on the basis of once having raised children she knew when she looked into the eyes of the other man, who was carrying the boy, that although the story was made up he clearly cared about the boy and would to anything to get him the helped that he deserved. Betty knew how it felt to be a parent and knew the love would bring out the protective streak in full force. Plus even if the story had been a lie, which she was positive it was she couldn't deny the boy treatment. The youth had been hurt pretty badly and needed it right away. Betty sighed. Right away would take a minute though, the hospital was having an extremely busy night tonight for some reason. She dismissed her mussing, called the necessary people informing them of the situation and then went back to work, inputting the pile of files into the computer.
Less then a minute after Rath, Ja-Kal and Presley had sat down a doctor came jogging in followed by a gurney and younger nurse. He uttered a word with the older women at the desk who pointed towards Presley.
The doctor came over to Ja-Kal. "Good evening sir, I'm Dr. Matthew Grant I'll be taking care of your..." He glanced at Presley. "…friend. Could you place him on the gurney please."
Ja-Kal did so hesitantly, not wanting to give Presley away to the help of others or having him be taken out of his sight but knowing that he had to.
The doctor must have seen his hesitation because he paused before running off with his patient. "Don't worry. I'll take the best care of him. He's going to be just fine."
Waiting a moment longer to make sure that Ja-Kal was going to be okay he left at a brisk pace when he saw the mummy nod.
Ja-Kal kept his eyes firmly locked on Presley until a wall kept the boy from his view. It took a moment to make sure of himself that he wouldn't run after the gurney in fear that something would happen while Presley was away from him, his protector.
Rath put a reassuring hand on his silent friends' shoulder, squeezing slightly. "Come on Ja-Kal we have to get the prince home. We can't stay here."
Worried, guilty eyes turned to look at the scribe. "I know Rath but I don't want to leave him again. Look what happened the last time."
Rath was surprised. He didn't realize that Ja-Kal had taken that much guilt upon himself. Rath sighed softly. "It's not your fault Ja-Kal. Presley makes his own decisions." He removed his hand from Ja-Kals' shoulder and turned towards the exit when he didn't receive a response. "Anyway, our duty is to the prince and you know that it comes before everything else."
"Yes, I know duty." Ja-Kal muttered softly turned with Rath.
Both mummies walked out of emergency ward with Ja-Kal only pausing once to look back. "I'll be back as soon as I can." Ja-Kal whispered quietly into the air.
Jumping into the car and seeing three anxious faces Rath explained what had happened to the remaining part of the team. Armon had heaved a sigh of relief and Nefer-tina expressed her thanks, set the Hot-Ra into motion and drove home.
**So…whatcha think? I dunno if it's the best chapter but I hope that this one and the next will have been worth the weight but you guys and gals tell me. Please, take a little time and review, I'd really appreciate it. Oh and moonymonster, thanks for the e-mail, it was the little boost I needed to get back in gear. Thanks for reading, so on to the next chapter! Lilianna (**
Chapter 7 – Midnight Medical
White sheets, flat pillows, the beeping of those infernal machines and the smell. That sterile, cold smell that almost everybody hates because what it reminds you of. 'I hate hospitals. This better be only an overnight thing. I want out of here as soon as possible.' Presley's nose scrunched and his body went tense trying to hold in a sneeze. He thought the tingling feeling had past but as soon as he released his position…
"Aaa-chooo!" Presley sniffled and muttered. "Oh damn."
The boy rubbed his eyes with the side of his finger yawning hugely. He had woken up a half an hour ago in the bed not knowing how he got in the bed but knowing how he arrived at the hospital. Presley smiled as he remembered; a true smile, no more of the false ones where he was trying to hide.
Presley had been brought back to the edges of consciousness when he found himself being suddenly moved…
… Nefer-tina had pulled right up in front of the hospital and Rath and Armon had jumped out of their two seats and Ja-Kal had carefully rose out of his place; lifting Presley along with him. Nefer-tina made to follow but a stern glare reminded her of their responsibility, guarding Prince Rapses who was still sitting patiently in the rear of the Hot-Ra. Another look at Armon ordered the burly warrior to stay as well.
By then the movement and noises of the hospital had brought Presley to the brink of consciousness. Ja-Kal must have noticed the twitch and flutter of eyelids because as they walked the royal huntsman tried to calm the waking boy. "Hush, it's just the hospital. Don't worry I'll take care of you."
Presley murmured something incomprehensible and once again surrendered to the sleep his exhausted body needed, knowing that he was encompassed by Ja-Kal's arms, he felt protected and secure.
Ja-Kal and Rath walked through the automatic doors and felt all the eyes of the people in the emergency waiting room switch to look at the odd group. They were an odd group by their standards anyway. The nurse at the front desk was an older woman and although her eyes gazed scrutinized them she was obviously more concerned with Presley.
She switched her sharp accusing gaze to Ja-Kal. "What happened?"
Ja-Kal, who hadn't planned for questioning, said nothing. It was Rath who finally spoke after an awkward pause. The scribe cleared his throat. "We found the boy on the street with a group of young men leaning over him. My friend-" Rath inclined his head towards Ja-Kal. "- and I decided to help him. So we scared off the attackers and brought the boy here."
Ja-Kal was impressed. Rath had come up with the story out of nowhere and had made it believable as well. He glanced over at his tall friend with a refreshed respect. Ja-Kal looked back to the nurse when he felt her eyes on him. She stared at him as if she didn't believe his story for a moment. Ja- Kal was just about to defend Rath's story because nothing was going to prevent Presley from receiving the treatment he so badly needed. But the mummy stopped when he the woman's gaze changed to that of understanding. It was the understanding of a parent and the protective streak towards family.
The older nurse looked at Rath. "One moment please." She moved to look at Ja-Kal once more. "A gurney and a doctor will be here in less then a minute. Why don't you go and have a seat."
Ja-Kal smiled appreciatively. "Thank you." He turned and with Rath sat down in two of the hard steel chairs of the waiting room.
The older nurse, Betty, smiled at the back of the two strange men. She had been prone to question the tall man's explanation on the bases that from years of raising children she knew when someone was lying. Yet also on the basis of once having raised children she knew when she looked into the eyes of the other man, who was carrying the boy, that although the story was made up he clearly cared about the boy and would to anything to get him the helped that he deserved. Betty knew how it felt to be a parent and knew the love would bring out the protective streak in full force. Plus even if the story had been a lie, which she was positive it was she couldn't deny the boy treatment. The youth had been hurt pretty badly and needed it right away. Betty sighed. Right away would take a minute though, the hospital was having an extremely busy night tonight for some reason. She dismissed her mussing, called the necessary people informing them of the situation and then went back to work, inputting the pile of files into the computer.
Less then a minute after Rath, Ja-Kal and Presley had sat down a doctor came jogging in followed by a gurney and younger nurse. He uttered a word with the older women at the desk who pointed towards Presley.
The doctor came over to Ja-Kal. "Good evening sir, I'm Dr. Matthew Grant I'll be taking care of your..." He glanced at Presley. "…friend. Could you place him on the gurney please."
Ja-Kal did so hesitantly, not wanting to give Presley away to the help of others or having him be taken out of his sight but knowing that he had to.
The doctor must have seen his hesitation because he paused before running off with his patient. "Don't worry. I'll take the best care of him. He's going to be just fine."
Waiting a moment longer to make sure that Ja-Kal was going to be okay he left at a brisk pace when he saw the mummy nod.
Ja-Kal kept his eyes firmly locked on Presley until a wall kept the boy from his view. It took a moment to make sure of himself that he wouldn't run after the gurney in fear that something would happen while Presley was away from him, his protector.
Rath put a reassuring hand on his silent friends' shoulder, squeezing slightly. "Come on Ja-Kal we have to get the prince home. We can't stay here."
Worried, guilty eyes turned to look at the scribe. "I know Rath but I don't want to leave him again. Look what happened the last time."
Rath was surprised. He didn't realize that Ja-Kal had taken that much guilt upon himself. Rath sighed softly. "It's not your fault Ja-Kal. Presley makes his own decisions." He removed his hand from Ja-Kals' shoulder and turned towards the exit when he didn't receive a response. "Anyway, our duty is to the prince and you know that it comes before everything else."
"Yes, I know duty." Ja-Kal muttered softly turned with Rath.
Both mummies walked out of emergency ward with Ja-Kal only pausing once to look back. "I'll be back as soon as I can." Ja-Kal whispered quietly into the air.
Jumping into the car and seeing three anxious faces Rath explained what had happened to the remaining part of the team. Armon had heaved a sigh of relief and Nefer-tina expressed her thanks, set the Hot-Ra into motion and drove home.
**So…whatcha think? I dunno if it's the best chapter but I hope that this one and the next will have been worth the weight but you guys and gals tell me. Please, take a little time and review, I'd really appreciate it. Oh and moonymonster, thanks for the e-mail, it was the little boost I needed to get back in gear. Thanks for reading, so on to the next chapter! Lilianna (**