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Chapter 9

Max sighed as he and Michael walked into the hospital.

"I have no idea how you talked me in to this." Max shook his head, and Michael only smirked.

"Because i have you wrapped around my little pinky?" Max shoved him, and rolled his eyes.

"I highly doubt it. Its more based on the fact that your my friend and you begged me. Besides, if he... you know. Didn't make it, i would feel really bad then, who knows what i would have to do." Michael laughed.

"Yeah, I mean you might even have to go running to Liz, and let her make her little baby all better." Max smiled.

"Nice Michael."

"So, when did you and she happen, i mean finally happen." Max pushed his shoulders.

"Oh I'm not sure. When did the you and Maria thing happen?" Michael almost stopped walking, but didn't and he was saved from answering because they reached the desk.

"Hey, I'm here to see a Lee Donald." She typed the name in to the computer.

"He's up in the ICU. It's still over an hour until visiting time, you'll have to wait until then. Floor three."

"Thanks," Max said, pulling him towards the elevator. He pushed the button, and when the doors opened stepped in, pushing the button for the third floor.

"Michael, maybe we should leave and come back when its visiting hours." Michael shook his head,

"Why wait, I'm sure that we have the code to get in the door." He smiled and Max shook his head. He should have known that Michael would have a plan to get in and then get out in as fast as he could. The 'vator dinged and opened to the third floor. Michael paused and readied him self. He wasn't sure how he was going to explain this great recovery to the doctors. Hopefully they would think that it was a miracle or some rot. Max had already stepped off and was looking closely at him. *Ok,* Michael told himself, *You can do this, no problem.* The door began to shut and Michael slammed his palm against the door to keep it open. *Here we go.* He stepped off, he wished that this was a sure thing, like it was no big deal. But the truth was, is that it was a big deal, a really big deal. So many things could go wrong, They could get caught, and never get the chance to even see Lee, or they could heal Lee, and then some one would think about it and blame it on them, or they could be to late. There were still even more things that could go wrong.

"Ok Max, here's what you have to do. I'm going to get us in, all you have to do is heal the injuries that can kill him, i mean, it wouldn't look good if we went in there and he was able to walk out of there on his own two feet, i mean so what if some internal bleeding or whatever is healed, there's always a chance, well maybe like a point something chance and-" Max held up a hand to cut him off.

"Well, there's something i never thought that i would hear. Michael Guerin babbling." Michael pushed him once again.

"Shut up." Max laughed, they were just walking towards the ICU doors, and the waiting room that stood in front of them, when they were stopped by a nurse dressed in a dark blue scrub type dress.

"Excuse me can i help you?" Michael shot a look at Max, and then turned back to look at the women.

"Um, no 'Maim, Were just here to see.. to see Lee Donald." Michael finally decided that the truth was probley the best way to go about things. She raised both her eye brows. "Really, are you of any relation? Because I don't believe that the police have found any family."

"He doesn't have any." Michael said before he thought it through. She tilted his head to the side.

"Well, i mean besides me and my brother of course." He lied quickly. She nodded. "Sure. Well, you can wait in the waiting room right there." She pointed. Michael looked at the small room, there were windows the length of it so that you could see in. There were allot of people, some sitting some standing and all of them were taking, trying to ward away the long painful hours.

"Um, if its ok my Brother is a little afraid of small spaces, so if you don't mind we'll just sand around in the hall." She looked at them a moment, then nodded.

"Sure, what could it hurt?" She then promptly turned away and exited down the opposite hall way. Max looked at Michael and smiled.

"Do you have a lot of practice lying?" Michael didn't answer, just walked down the hall, Max at his hills. The doors to the ICU were directly across form the waiting room, with a short hall way that lead to the doors. Michael pulled Max down the Hallway that lead to them, knowing that the wall at there back would block the view of the Nurse Station. He quickly looked in the waiting room windows, and walked up to the doors, and placed his hand over the key pad only to have Max yank it away.

"Um, Michael, are you sure that you want to do that?" Michael yanked his hand away.

"Gee Maxwell, thanks for the support. I can work a simple key pad." He stuck his hand of the pad again, and closed his eyes, concentrating. He knew that now he really had to do it, unless he wanted Max to rag on him forever. He tried not to smile, they were already falling in to the old routine. They fought, they teased, but at the core they were still there for each other. Max was proving that right now, putting him self on the line for Michael. Before he knew it the key pad beeped and the door popped open.

"Hey." Michael said, surprise in his voice. Max laughed.

"That surprised?" He pushed past Michael before he had the chance to pop him. They were walking in, looking for the bed that held Lee, when they were once again stopped.

"Excuse me." A twenty something doctor said.

"Your not espoused to be back here. Its not visiting time yet." Michael looked to Max, and then said.

"I know, but my dad is really sick, he was in a trucking accident this morning just after he dropped me off. I heard about it on the news, and i have this really sick feeling that he isn't going to make it." He paused looked to Max, who for his part was looking just as depressed.

"I spoke to a nurse outside." The doctor looked torn between throwing them out, and giving in to his heart and letting them pass. Finally he asked. "What was the nurses name." Michael took a deep breath.

"I don't know, I wasn't really paying any mind, all i was thinking about was getting in here. If I didn't speak with her how would i have gotten the code to get in?" The doctor paused again, thinking, and then nodded.

"Right, I'm sorry, carry on." He watched them go by, and then left to find the patient that he had been looking for.

"That was smooth Michael," Max said, "It was more or less the truth." Michael nodded.

"I have found that the best way to lie, is to tell the truth." Before Max had the chance to reply they walked by a room. Lee was in the bed.

"Here!" Michael said, and pulled Max in after him. Michael walked up to the bed, while Max looked at Lee's chart. Michael tried to keep his emotions under control. Lee was pale, but he guessed that that was a givin, seeing all that he had been though. He had a tube down his throat, a broken arm, a broken ankle, and all kinds of IVs in his arm. It looked bad enough from here, Michael didn't even want to know what kind of things were wrong with him that he couldn't see. Michael was shook out of his thoughts when Max walked up beside him.

"Ok, I know what to do, he-"

"I don't want to know." Max looked at him with puzzlement.

"What? What do you mean?" Michael stepped back, took a breath to calm his emotions. He stepped up and pulled all the curtains, blocking them from view.

"I mean i don't want to know what's killing him. I don't have to, cause i know that your going to fix him and he's going to be ok, so why should i have to hear about what's wrong with him when its all-" This time he stopped himself. *second babble session of the day.* he told him self.

"Michael, its ok to be scarred." Michael nodded. "If you tell me what's wrong, then, I can't really explain it. But I'll be like, whew close call, what if this could have happened, or this. You know?" Max nodded,

"Sure Michael." Max turned then, towards Lee. He closed his eyes and concentrated. He would do this, if not for Lee himself, then for Michael. He wasn't really sure how much more heart break that he could take.

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Maria looked towards the kitchen were Alex and Isabel were sitting before turning back to Liz, who was staring at her. She breathed out in a annoyed manor.

"What? What is it Liz?" Liz smiled, Maria knew very well what it was.

"So, are you going to tell me what went on with Michael?" Maria leaned back on the arm of the couch, facing her friend.

"What do you mean Liz?" Liz looked at her funny. "Please, you know what I'm talking about. You were mad when you got here, Michael sweeps you into Max room, and then you come out all happy and holding hands with him." Maria thought back to the conversation that the two had had in Maxs room.

"I wasn't happy."

"Fine, but you were holding his hand." Maria nodded.

"Yes i was." Liz smiled, and then the smile turned in to a frown.

"But what happened? I mean something had to. What did you ask him? And what did he say?" Maria bit her lip, she hated to keep secrets, but she had promised to keep her mouth shut.

"I can't say, ah, don't Liz, i promised to keep it shut." Liz smiled.

"Ok, but tell me this, is there an 'us' when it comes to you two." Maria laughed.

"I don't know, but i do know there is something. And as soon as i have another chance to talk to him, I'm going to find out what it is."

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Michael threw back the Curtin and ran outside. He saw the doctor that had stopped them, and waved his arm.

"Hey, he's waking up!" The doctors eyes went wide, and then he ran towards him, and stepped in to the little cubby, to see that Lee was awake, and looking mighty confused. The doctor checked all his vitals and then rechecked them. Every thing seemed to be fine.

"What the hell?" The doctor asked. "Nurse!" He shouted , and she quickly came in. "Page Dr. Smith and hurry." He turned to Michael and Max.

"I'm sorry but I will have to ask you two to leave, you may wait in the waiting room. But don't worry. Your father is in very capable hands. Lee tried to raise on sore eyebrow. But Michael only placed a finger to his lips, Lee nodded, understanding. Max had healed all life threatening injuries, but hadn't touched broken ankles or legs for the risk of getting caught.

"Ok, call us if.. any thing happens." With that Michael and Max walked out, to wait in the waiting room.

TBC

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