Lona felt herself slowly drifting upwards towards consciousness,
heard a voice calling her name. She resisted though, not wanting to go back for some reason she wasn't quite sure of. Something hurt, deep inside of her and she knew that if she opened her eyes, then the pain would completely overwhelm her.
"Lona?" Hook knelt down at the side of the cot, taking one of Lona's hands and rubbing it to try to stimulate some reaction, any reaction. Okay, this was definitely starting to alarm him a bit. They had waited, wanting to let the sedative wear off naturally so that Lona could get some rest and hopefully become functional once more and able to help them but she hadn't stirred at all. What in the world was going on here?
If she ended up in a coma as well....
"Lona!" Louis firmly called her name, sternness like he would have used to scold Elmer in his tone. If Hook was right and something was going on odd inside his son's brain, then Lona was the best one to figure it out.
And that meant that they had to somehow get her back into a functional state once more.
The sound of the last voice calling for her was too much and Lona felt herself drifting upwards towards consciousness once more, the pain almost overwhelming her as she did so. As she blinked open her eyes, she automatically looked over and caught sight of Elmer laying there so still and silent. The tears started to build once more and she begin to tremble.
No, why was this still happening, why was he still... She closed her eyes to try to gain control but it was no use. This was all her fault. Elmer was going to die and it was all her fault.
"Lona?" Chris sat down on the cot next to her friend, raising her up and holding her close to try to soothe her. "It's alright. I promise it's alright. Can you please try to calm down a little bit? We need your help with something. Can you calm down enough to try to help Elmer?
Please?"
Help Elmer. Why in the world would they want her to help Elmer when it was her fault that he was in this condition? Well, unless they were wanting him helped to an early grave, something that she was absolutely sure would happen if he hung around her much more. She felt tears starting to run down her cheeks and she didn't even try to fight them. Why in the world did Elmer.... It should have been her, should have been her laying in that bed.
"Lona, please get a hold of yourself." Hook said as he sat down on Lona's other side, reaching out and holding her much like Chris was. They needed Lona functional but at this point, he thought that might be a very long shot. 'Elmer, I don't know why in the world you aren't waking up if you can hear this.' he thought. This would be absolutely perfect for Elmer. Lona totally freaked out and worried sick about him. Elmer had pretty much won. if he would just wake up now.
"Lona?" Louis knelt down beside the bed, reaching out and slightly shaking her shoulder. Okay, he had been mad at her before and he knew that what he said had hurt her. He really didn't want to risk that again but what if she was the only one who could help his son? "Lona!" He called her name sternly this time. "My son got hurt because of you. The least that you can do is to pull yourself together and try to help him!"
"I didn't.... I didn't ask him to do it, would never ask him to do something like that." Lona whispered as she opened her eyes, looking at Louis with a desperate, pleading look as tears continued to fall.
"Lona, we know you didn't. We know this isn't your fault." Okay,
Louis yelling at Lona had actually gotten through to her but Chris wasn't sure at all that it had been the right move. "Listen, Lona, Hook has some tests that he needs you to take a look at, okay? Do you think you can do that so we can figure out how to fix whatever's wrong with Elmer?"
"Hospital's too peaceful without him running around." Hook said with a grin as he held out the test results of the EEG for her. "If anyone knows about what goes on inside that strange brain of Elmer's, it's you.
Can you make something out of these because I'm just not finding anything."
Lona reached out and took the papers. She still felt like she wanted to sob and never stop but what Hook said about her being the only one with a clue about what went on in Elmer's head.... 'Don't think you would want to know what goes on in his head.' she thought to herself as she looked at the papers, searching for any sort of abnormality.
"Is this all that you have?" she asked a moment later in a voice that was much calmer than she had sounded since before the shooting.
"Yeah. The MRI and the bloodwork came back negative." Hook said.
"Is there anything there that you can see?"
"Not really. There are a couple of areas with diminished activity but with Elmer in a coma, that's not too surprising." Lona said quietly,
looking from the papers to Elmer and back again. "The rest of it looks perfectly normal for Elmer."
"But if it's normal, then why is he in a coma?" Louis whispered.
"I wish I knew and I'm not going to stop until I find out what's wrong." Hook shook his head as he looked at Elmer, still not able to believe what was going on. Why in the world wasn't he up and driving them crazy like he always did. What was he missing here? He shook his head trying to drive away the feeling that he was failing his friend big time.
"In the mean time, all I can suggest is talking to him, holding his hand,
maybe some sort of music. Try to keep him stimulated. It might help to bring him out of this thing."
heard a voice calling her name. She resisted though, not wanting to go back for some reason she wasn't quite sure of. Something hurt, deep inside of her and she knew that if she opened her eyes, then the pain would completely overwhelm her.
"Lona?" Hook knelt down at the side of the cot, taking one of Lona's hands and rubbing it to try to stimulate some reaction, any reaction. Okay, this was definitely starting to alarm him a bit. They had waited, wanting to let the sedative wear off naturally so that Lona could get some rest and hopefully become functional once more and able to help them but she hadn't stirred at all. What in the world was going on here?
If she ended up in a coma as well....
"Lona!" Louis firmly called her name, sternness like he would have used to scold Elmer in his tone. If Hook was right and something was going on odd inside his son's brain, then Lona was the best one to figure it out.
And that meant that they had to somehow get her back into a functional state once more.
The sound of the last voice calling for her was too much and Lona felt herself drifting upwards towards consciousness once more, the pain almost overwhelming her as she did so. As she blinked open her eyes, she automatically looked over and caught sight of Elmer laying there so still and silent. The tears started to build once more and she begin to tremble.
No, why was this still happening, why was he still... She closed her eyes to try to gain control but it was no use. This was all her fault. Elmer was going to die and it was all her fault.
"Lona?" Chris sat down on the cot next to her friend, raising her up and holding her close to try to soothe her. "It's alright. I promise it's alright. Can you please try to calm down a little bit? We need your help with something. Can you calm down enough to try to help Elmer?
Please?"
Help Elmer. Why in the world would they want her to help Elmer when it was her fault that he was in this condition? Well, unless they were wanting him helped to an early grave, something that she was absolutely sure would happen if he hung around her much more. She felt tears starting to run down her cheeks and she didn't even try to fight them. Why in the world did Elmer.... It should have been her, should have been her laying in that bed.
"Lona, please get a hold of yourself." Hook said as he sat down on Lona's other side, reaching out and holding her much like Chris was. They needed Lona functional but at this point, he thought that might be a very long shot. 'Elmer, I don't know why in the world you aren't waking up if you can hear this.' he thought. This would be absolutely perfect for Elmer. Lona totally freaked out and worried sick about him. Elmer had pretty much won. if he would just wake up now.
"Lona?" Louis knelt down beside the bed, reaching out and slightly shaking her shoulder. Okay, he had been mad at her before and he knew that what he said had hurt her. He really didn't want to risk that again but what if she was the only one who could help his son? "Lona!" He called her name sternly this time. "My son got hurt because of you. The least that you can do is to pull yourself together and try to help him!"
"I didn't.... I didn't ask him to do it, would never ask him to do something like that." Lona whispered as she opened her eyes, looking at Louis with a desperate, pleading look as tears continued to fall.
"Lona, we know you didn't. We know this isn't your fault." Okay,
Louis yelling at Lona had actually gotten through to her but Chris wasn't sure at all that it had been the right move. "Listen, Lona, Hook has some tests that he needs you to take a look at, okay? Do you think you can do that so we can figure out how to fix whatever's wrong with Elmer?"
"Hospital's too peaceful without him running around." Hook said with a grin as he held out the test results of the EEG for her. "If anyone knows about what goes on inside that strange brain of Elmer's, it's you.
Can you make something out of these because I'm just not finding anything."
Lona reached out and took the papers. She still felt like she wanted to sob and never stop but what Hook said about her being the only one with a clue about what went on in Elmer's head.... 'Don't think you would want to know what goes on in his head.' she thought to herself as she looked at the papers, searching for any sort of abnormality.
"Is this all that you have?" she asked a moment later in a voice that was much calmer than she had sounded since before the shooting.
"Yeah. The MRI and the bloodwork came back negative." Hook said.
"Is there anything there that you can see?"
"Not really. There are a couple of areas with diminished activity but with Elmer in a coma, that's not too surprising." Lona said quietly,
looking from the papers to Elmer and back again. "The rest of it looks perfectly normal for Elmer."
"But if it's normal, then why is he in a coma?" Louis whispered.
"I wish I knew and I'm not going to stop until I find out what's wrong." Hook shook his head as he looked at Elmer, still not able to believe what was going on. Why in the world wasn't he up and driving them crazy like he always did. What was he missing here? He shook his head trying to drive away the feeling that he was failing his friend big time.
"In the mean time, all I can suggest is talking to him, holding his hand,
maybe some sort of music. Try to keep him stimulated. It might help to bring him out of this thing."