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Little Secrets
Chapter Three:
Concern
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THE NEXT DAY AT THE DOCKING BAY
Lucas opened the door and got out of his father's new BMW, careful not to damage it in anyway. He then went to the trunk and pulled out his two bags. He walked around to his father's window and waited for their 'fond' farewell.
"Well, stay out of trouble you little shit!"
"I will." Lucas responded, avoiding eye contact.
"If I get anything from the Captain saying how you got into more trouble, you will pay dearly next time your home. Do you hear me!"
"Yes sir. I promise to stay out of trouble!"
"Well you had better, or you will be making a visit to your favorite doctor at the hospital." With that said, he rolled up his window and sped off.
Lucas didn't know what to do next. He knew that his friends would not know how to react to his looks and he didn't want to be seen. Before he had a chance to think of a game plan, he heard a familiar voice behind him.
"Hey Luke!"
Lucas instantly knew who it was. He rarely let anyone call him Luke and as of right now, there was only one person. He did not turn around, because he did not want Ben to see him like this, but he had no choice.
Miguel and Ben walked up to where Lucas was standing and walked around him so that they were facing him. There faces immediately went into shock at what they saw. They saw this little teen's, someone that was so emotionally close to Ben that he actually considered him a little brother, face a mess of colors. One eye completely swollen shut, lips also swollen, and a cut running down the right side of his face, about two inches long. The cut was not deep, just enough to slice open the skin.
"Oh my god Luke! What happened?" Ben asked, his voice cracking a little.
"Oh.you mean my face?"
"Of course I mean your face! You act like it's no big deal. What happened? Did someone hurt you, cause if they did, I will kill them!" Ben responded.
"Yea Lucas, are you okay? Do you need to see a doctor?" Miguel's concerned voice piped in.
"Yea, I'm fine. I had a little accident."
"What kind of accident?" The two older asked in unison.
"Well you see.I was riding my bike, not watching where I was going, and I rode out into the road and got hit by a car." He then quickly added, before they could reply, "But I am fine! Honest! It only looks bad. The doctor at the emergency room said that I had only bumps and bruises and that I got off lucky."
"Are you sure your okay?" Ben asked, still not convinced.
"Yes I'm sure. We had better get going, or we will be late and you know that the Commander will look for reasons to give you toilet duty Ben." Lucas replied with a small smile. That was something he had not done in two weeks, smile.
The three started towards the open doors, but stopped again shortly. Ben tuned to Lucas and demanded that the teen let Miguel carry his bags and lean on himself for support.
"No really, I'm fine Ben. It is only a sprained ankle. I will live." He mumbled the rest under his breath, "I have had much worse and lived."
Ben would not take no for an answer. Miguel then entered the station carrying his own bags, along with Lucas' and Ben's, while Ben practically carried Lucas. As they entered the air-conditioned room, Ford practically pounced on them.
"Where have you been!" He demanded, but then took a step back to examine the situation.
Lucas began to sway, and almost fell over. Ben literally picked him up, carrying him as if he were a baby, and headed off toward Lucas's room. Ford stepped aside, letting Ben pass without question. Miguel told them he would bring their bags as soon as he could make it past Ford, who had put a hand on his shoulder, preventing him from leaving.
All through the corridors, the two received weird looks from the rest of the crew that had arrived on time. When they reached his corridors, Ben went in and gently laid Lucas down on his bed, saying that he was not to get up until the Doc had come to see him. Ben was convinced that the ER doctor was stupid and knew nothing. He was insistant that Lucas did not leave until a REAL doctor had seen him.
After a little fighting, Lucas grudgingly gave in. Ben told Lucas that he had to go sign in and attend to his chores, but he would be back to check on him soon.
TWO HOURS LATER
"Okay Mr. Wolenczak, what have you done this time?" Came the question of the day as Kristen entered Lucas' room. She had prepared herself for this, by Ben's description, but she wasn't truly ready for the sight. She took a big breath in and let it out slowly, keeping her professional composure.
"I'm okay Doc. Ben is just fussing over nothing! Really!"
"Well, I'll see for myself if your really okay!" She retorted.
Lucas made a face at her while she turned to look in her bag for an ace bandage.
"Now then Lucas, in YOUR own words, what happened?" She asked, wanting the first hand story, not the vague story Ben and Miguel had given her.
She went about examing him while he told her his 'story'. After she was finished checking for injuries she began wrapping his ribs and ankle. She then gave him some pain pills. He was also told that he was on bed rest until his eye lost the swelling. She told him she would be back to check on him later and that she would send someone in with an icepack for his eye.
He laid in bed, trying not to think of that last night. That one was the worst so far! He remembered how his father had looked at him and how.he was cut off in mid thought at a knocking at his door.
"Who is it?"
"It's Ben."
"Come in Ben."
Ben opened the door and entered, handing the icepack to Lucas to put on his eye, which he did immediately.
"Did Miguel stop by?"
"Yes. He just left about five minutes ago. And NO, I do not need a babysitter Ben!"
"Well, can't stay long, but call me if you need anything. I mean it Luke, anything!"
"Okay, but only if you will stop treating me like a child that is dying." Lucas again caught himself smiling at his own comment.
Ben stood there for a minute, a weird thought running through his head. -{It was impossible, but could it be true? What if his dad had done this? This wan't the first time Lucas had shown up from shore leave with his dad, recovering from an 'accident'.}-
He dismissed the thoughts as being preposterous. -{If it were true, Lucas would have told me, right?}- Ben smiled and nodded to himself. He then turned and left.
Little Secrets
Chapter Three:
Concern
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THE NEXT DAY AT THE DOCKING BAY
Lucas opened the door and got out of his father's new BMW, careful not to damage it in anyway. He then went to the trunk and pulled out his two bags. He walked around to his father's window and waited for their 'fond' farewell.
"Well, stay out of trouble you little shit!"
"I will." Lucas responded, avoiding eye contact.
"If I get anything from the Captain saying how you got into more trouble, you will pay dearly next time your home. Do you hear me!"
"Yes sir. I promise to stay out of trouble!"
"Well you had better, or you will be making a visit to your favorite doctor at the hospital." With that said, he rolled up his window and sped off.
Lucas didn't know what to do next. He knew that his friends would not know how to react to his looks and he didn't want to be seen. Before he had a chance to think of a game plan, he heard a familiar voice behind him.
"Hey Luke!"
Lucas instantly knew who it was. He rarely let anyone call him Luke and as of right now, there was only one person. He did not turn around, because he did not want Ben to see him like this, but he had no choice.
Miguel and Ben walked up to where Lucas was standing and walked around him so that they were facing him. There faces immediately went into shock at what they saw. They saw this little teen's, someone that was so emotionally close to Ben that he actually considered him a little brother, face a mess of colors. One eye completely swollen shut, lips also swollen, and a cut running down the right side of his face, about two inches long. The cut was not deep, just enough to slice open the skin.
"Oh my god Luke! What happened?" Ben asked, his voice cracking a little.
"Oh.you mean my face?"
"Of course I mean your face! You act like it's no big deal. What happened? Did someone hurt you, cause if they did, I will kill them!" Ben responded.
"Yea Lucas, are you okay? Do you need to see a doctor?" Miguel's concerned voice piped in.
"Yea, I'm fine. I had a little accident."
"What kind of accident?" The two older asked in unison.
"Well you see.I was riding my bike, not watching where I was going, and I rode out into the road and got hit by a car." He then quickly added, before they could reply, "But I am fine! Honest! It only looks bad. The doctor at the emergency room said that I had only bumps and bruises and that I got off lucky."
"Are you sure your okay?" Ben asked, still not convinced.
"Yes I'm sure. We had better get going, or we will be late and you know that the Commander will look for reasons to give you toilet duty Ben." Lucas replied with a small smile. That was something he had not done in two weeks, smile.
The three started towards the open doors, but stopped again shortly. Ben tuned to Lucas and demanded that the teen let Miguel carry his bags and lean on himself for support.
"No really, I'm fine Ben. It is only a sprained ankle. I will live." He mumbled the rest under his breath, "I have had much worse and lived."
Ben would not take no for an answer. Miguel then entered the station carrying his own bags, along with Lucas' and Ben's, while Ben practically carried Lucas. As they entered the air-conditioned room, Ford practically pounced on them.
"Where have you been!" He demanded, but then took a step back to examine the situation.
Lucas began to sway, and almost fell over. Ben literally picked him up, carrying him as if he were a baby, and headed off toward Lucas's room. Ford stepped aside, letting Ben pass without question. Miguel told them he would bring their bags as soon as he could make it past Ford, who had put a hand on his shoulder, preventing him from leaving.
All through the corridors, the two received weird looks from the rest of the crew that had arrived on time. When they reached his corridors, Ben went in and gently laid Lucas down on his bed, saying that he was not to get up until the Doc had come to see him. Ben was convinced that the ER doctor was stupid and knew nothing. He was insistant that Lucas did not leave until a REAL doctor had seen him.
After a little fighting, Lucas grudgingly gave in. Ben told Lucas that he had to go sign in and attend to his chores, but he would be back to check on him soon.
TWO HOURS LATER
"Okay Mr. Wolenczak, what have you done this time?" Came the question of the day as Kristen entered Lucas' room. She had prepared herself for this, by Ben's description, but she wasn't truly ready for the sight. She took a big breath in and let it out slowly, keeping her professional composure.
"I'm okay Doc. Ben is just fussing over nothing! Really!"
"Well, I'll see for myself if your really okay!" She retorted.
Lucas made a face at her while she turned to look in her bag for an ace bandage.
"Now then Lucas, in YOUR own words, what happened?" She asked, wanting the first hand story, not the vague story Ben and Miguel had given her.
She went about examing him while he told her his 'story'. After she was finished checking for injuries she began wrapping his ribs and ankle. She then gave him some pain pills. He was also told that he was on bed rest until his eye lost the swelling. She told him she would be back to check on him later and that she would send someone in with an icepack for his eye.
He laid in bed, trying not to think of that last night. That one was the worst so far! He remembered how his father had looked at him and how.he was cut off in mid thought at a knocking at his door.
"Who is it?"
"It's Ben."
"Come in Ben."
Ben opened the door and entered, handing the icepack to Lucas to put on his eye, which he did immediately.
"Did Miguel stop by?"
"Yes. He just left about five minutes ago. And NO, I do not need a babysitter Ben!"
"Well, can't stay long, but call me if you need anything. I mean it Luke, anything!"
"Okay, but only if you will stop treating me like a child that is dying." Lucas again caught himself smiling at his own comment.
Ben stood there for a minute, a weird thought running through his head. -{It was impossible, but could it be true? What if his dad had done this? This wan't the first time Lucas had shown up from shore leave with his dad, recovering from an 'accident'.}-
He dismissed the thoughts as being preposterous. -{If it were true, Lucas would have told me, right?}- Ben smiled and nodded to himself. He then turned and left.