Brooke walked into the hospital, carrying Aurora, who was clinging to her for fear life, not like her, and Magdalene at her side. They went up to the receptionist.
"I'm looking for my husband, he was brought in earlier tonight, Lucas Scott," Brooke said to the old woman.
"Lucas Scott, fifth floor, down the hall on your right from the elevator, you will see a waiting room with a receptionist, talk to her," the woman said, sounding disgusted. Brooke went to the elevator, which stopped at every single floor, compliments of Aurora. They finally reached the fifth floor, after up, stop, up stop… They went down the hall and into the waiting room, where Aurora and Magdalene found comfy chairs to sit on while Brooke talked to the receptionist.
"I'm looking for Lucas Scott, my husband," Brooke said to the woman. The woman typed a few things into her computer.
"In O.R., ma'am, be out maybe a half hour, might as well get comfy, I'll let him know family is here," the woman said typing something into her computer. "Those two angels yours," she said, referring to Magdalene and Aurora, fighting over what Magdalene put into her pockets.
"Oh yes, Aurora and Magdalene, I've got two more at home, already asleep, these two just had to see daddy now, not tomorrow, now," Brooke said rolling her eyes and laughing.
"Remind me of my grandbabies, they're seven and five, always fighting, but deep down they love each other. Do they show it, never, the seven year old is boy crazy and the five year old's best friends are boys, Melissa and Kelsey. Suiting names for young ladies," The woman rambled and showed pictures, like any proud grandmother. "Oh they are dolls, um," Brooke said looking at Aurora and Magdalene, "I think I should go and break up this little fight session," Brooke said after the woman had been talking about Melissa and Kelsey for over 15 minutes, Melissa is a lovely lady, attends all the high social ranked parties and Kelsey is a sweet little tomboy and has such good manners and will grow up to be a fine young lady, blah. Brooke was glad her children weren't like that. She walked over and sat in the middle of them. "Whatcha fightin over, ooo lemme see, I wanna see," Brooke said mimicking them and taking whatever they had. It was a little remote control car, no bigger than half the size of the palm over her hand. "Magdalene, where and when did you get this?" Brooke asked, not remembering that toy.
"Daddy tookeded mes after preschool one day, he says don't telled mommy or he'd be in big trouble and I wont get any more, so I didn't say a word," Magdalene said taking her car back and putting it on the floor. She pressed a button on her controller and the car sprang to life and almost hit the doctor that came out.
"I'm looking for family of Lucas Scott," he said as Brooke stood up and led Aurora and Magdalene over. Magdalene stopped to pick up her car first, though, and stuck it back into her pocket.
"I'm his wife, how is he?" Brooke asked the man.
"Well he had a severe heart attack and a blockage in the right ventricle, so we fixed that, it seems that the heart attack was caused by a genetic defect." All Brooke did was nod.
"Can we go see him," She finally asked, feeling like she was in high school and he was her science teacher, lecturing her about who knows what and why she needs to know it, which of course she doesn't, nor did care about.
"Yes, but he's probably out," The doctor said leading them to his room. They walked in and her was lying on a white bed, white sheets and different tubes coming out of him. The doctor was right, he was out.
"Mama, is that daddy?" Aurora asked pointing.
"Yes sweetie, that's daddy," Brooke said lifting the little girl up as the doctor left.
"Is he sleeping?" She asked.
"Yea, babe, daddy's sleeping," Brooke said to the obviously clueless child. "Mama, when's he gonna wake up?" Aurora asked. "I don't know babe, how about you sit on the chair and get some sleep so when he wakes up we'll be right her, kay?" Brooke said putting her on the vacant chair.
"Okay Mama, good night, where's Magdalene?" Aurora said looking around the room.
"Magdalene? Where are you?" Brooke said as Magdalene walked out of the bathroom in pajamas, and she had obviously just finished brushing her teeth. "Honey where did you get those pjs" Brooke asked.
"From my backpack," She said and Brooke realized the thing she was wearing when she came to Karen's, she didn't take it off before they left. Magdalene handed Brooke something furry/ plastic-y.
"What's this?" Brooke questioned, looking at the cammo thing.
"My pillow, can you blow it up?" Magdalene explained rolling out her sleeping bag from being attached to her backpack. Brooke unfolded it and found a place to blow it up and did, then handed it to Magdalene. Aurora got jealous.
"Mama, why does she get all that and I'm stuck with this lumpy old chair, its not fair," Aurora pouted at her sister laying in the corner.
"She brought it, I can't tell her that she can't use it," Brooke explained, for Magdalene who wanted to be a soldier, she sure had a lot of luxuries. Aurora sat in the chair with her arms crossed across her chest. Brooke sat next to her, in another chair. They both watched Magdalene.
"I'm looking for my husband, he was brought in earlier tonight, Lucas Scott," Brooke said to the old woman.
"Lucas Scott, fifth floor, down the hall on your right from the elevator, you will see a waiting room with a receptionist, talk to her," the woman said, sounding disgusted. Brooke went to the elevator, which stopped at every single floor, compliments of Aurora. They finally reached the fifth floor, after up, stop, up stop… They went down the hall and into the waiting room, where Aurora and Magdalene found comfy chairs to sit on while Brooke talked to the receptionist.
"I'm looking for Lucas Scott, my husband," Brooke said to the woman. The woman typed a few things into her computer.
"In O.R., ma'am, be out maybe a half hour, might as well get comfy, I'll let him know family is here," the woman said typing something into her computer. "Those two angels yours," she said, referring to Magdalene and Aurora, fighting over what Magdalene put into her pockets.
"Oh yes, Aurora and Magdalene, I've got two more at home, already asleep, these two just had to see daddy now, not tomorrow, now," Brooke said rolling her eyes and laughing.
"Remind me of my grandbabies, they're seven and five, always fighting, but deep down they love each other. Do they show it, never, the seven year old is boy crazy and the five year old's best friends are boys, Melissa and Kelsey. Suiting names for young ladies," The woman rambled and showed pictures, like any proud grandmother. "Oh they are dolls, um," Brooke said looking at Aurora and Magdalene, "I think I should go and break up this little fight session," Brooke said after the woman had been talking about Melissa and Kelsey for over 15 minutes, Melissa is a lovely lady, attends all the high social ranked parties and Kelsey is a sweet little tomboy and has such good manners and will grow up to be a fine young lady, blah. Brooke was glad her children weren't like that. She walked over and sat in the middle of them. "Whatcha fightin over, ooo lemme see, I wanna see," Brooke said mimicking them and taking whatever they had. It was a little remote control car, no bigger than half the size of the palm over her hand. "Magdalene, where and when did you get this?" Brooke asked, not remembering that toy.
"Daddy tookeded mes after preschool one day, he says don't telled mommy or he'd be in big trouble and I wont get any more, so I didn't say a word," Magdalene said taking her car back and putting it on the floor. She pressed a button on her controller and the car sprang to life and almost hit the doctor that came out.
"I'm looking for family of Lucas Scott," he said as Brooke stood up and led Aurora and Magdalene over. Magdalene stopped to pick up her car first, though, and stuck it back into her pocket.
"I'm his wife, how is he?" Brooke asked the man.
"Well he had a severe heart attack and a blockage in the right ventricle, so we fixed that, it seems that the heart attack was caused by a genetic defect." All Brooke did was nod.
"Can we go see him," She finally asked, feeling like she was in high school and he was her science teacher, lecturing her about who knows what and why she needs to know it, which of course she doesn't, nor did care about.
"Yes, but he's probably out," The doctor said leading them to his room. They walked in and her was lying on a white bed, white sheets and different tubes coming out of him. The doctor was right, he was out.
"Mama, is that daddy?" Aurora asked pointing.
"Yes sweetie, that's daddy," Brooke said lifting the little girl up as the doctor left.
"Is he sleeping?" She asked.
"Yea, babe, daddy's sleeping," Brooke said to the obviously clueless child. "Mama, when's he gonna wake up?" Aurora asked. "I don't know babe, how about you sit on the chair and get some sleep so when he wakes up we'll be right her, kay?" Brooke said putting her on the vacant chair.
"Okay Mama, good night, where's Magdalene?" Aurora said looking around the room.
"Magdalene? Where are you?" Brooke said as Magdalene walked out of the bathroom in pajamas, and she had obviously just finished brushing her teeth. "Honey where did you get those pjs" Brooke asked.
"From my backpack," She said and Brooke realized the thing she was wearing when she came to Karen's, she didn't take it off before they left. Magdalene handed Brooke something furry/ plastic-y.
"What's this?" Brooke questioned, looking at the cammo thing.
"My pillow, can you blow it up?" Magdalene explained rolling out her sleeping bag from being attached to her backpack. Brooke unfolded it and found a place to blow it up and did, then handed it to Magdalene. Aurora got jealous.
"Mama, why does she get all that and I'm stuck with this lumpy old chair, its not fair," Aurora pouted at her sister laying in the corner.
"She brought it, I can't tell her that she can't use it," Brooke explained, for Magdalene who wanted to be a soldier, she sure had a lot of luxuries. Aurora sat in the chair with her arms crossed across her chest. Brooke sat next to her, in another chair. They both watched Magdalene.
