Title: Violation
Author: Chicago Chick
Disclaimer: Sorry there wasn't one there before... I kind of forgot... Anyways, I don't own them... Sadly...
Author's Note: Thank you all who reviewed. And a special thanks to LtColDevilDog, and who answered my question. On with the show!
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It must have been an hour when a nurse finally came out to find him. He'd just come back from calling his C.O. to tell him they were caught up at Georgetown University Hospital, and nether of them would be in the next day. He was very vague and distant, and the stoic two-star realized something was very wrong. AJ was coming whether Rabb wanted him to or not.
"Commander?" a nurse approached him.
"Can I see her now?" he immediately questioned.
"Yes, but I was told to warn you, she doesn't look too good right now, and there is a slight chance she'll slip into a coma. On her CT scan, she showed signs of cranial swelling. She's in pretty good condition, considering the injuries she sustained, but you might want to prepare yourself for the worse," she warned.
"Thank you," he said quietly as he pushed open the door to her room.
She was still, and pale as the stark white sheets. There were monitors, tubes, and so many wires attached to her seemingly fragile body.
He took her small, cold hand into his own larger, and warmer ones. Looking down into her pale face, he lashes resembled dark charcoal smudges on a fresh canvas, her lips also stood out, rosy pink against the extreme white of her once dark, olive features.
"Dammit, Sarah, if I'd have been there, this could have been stopped, or avoided this all together..."
He felt a tiny movement in the hand he was holding. He looked surprisedly at it, and started freaking out. A passing by nurse heard him, and came in to investigate. Harm started to ramble as soon as he saw her.
"Her hand was moving! Does that mean she's going to wake up?" he asked like an eager child.
"No, most coma patients have muscle spasms, which cause small body parts to move, you'll probably feel her hands move once in a while, or her toes, and maybe see her eyelids flutter, but that doesn't necessarily mean she's going to wake up. I'm sorry, Commander," she stepped outside the room and sighed. It was always hard for the people close to the patient.
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Meanwhile the Admiral had arrived, and was waiting at the front desk for someone who could tell him where his officers were. Finally, a nurse stepped out of a room, and sat down at the desk and with a knowing glance at him, just said simply, "4678."
"How...? Never mind, thank you," he stammered and went in the room she just came out of.
"Commander Rabb, what a surprise," the admiral said sarcastically.
"Sir... How did you? Why are you here?" he asked hesitantly.
"Your voice told me that something was wrong, and since it was you instead of Mac calling me, I figured she was sick or hurt. After all, why else would you be in the closest hospital to her apartment? And a civilian one at that."
"I'm sorry sir, I just... Dammit, this wasn't supposed to happen, today was supposed to be perfect... I was late, and someone broke into her apartment... When I found her, she just had a blanket covering her, and she was laying on her living room floor with the door open a little..." his voice cracked.
"It's not your fault Harm... If you were there, there's a possibility that both of you would be laying in a hospital bed... Don't do this to yourself, Harm, "he tried to make him feel less guilty.
Then, miraculously, they heard a quiet, ragged voice, "Who are you?"
"Mac?!" Harm said surprisedly.
"Who's Mac?" she answered.
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Yay! I finally finished the stupid chapter, now people can stop asking for the next installment, though, now that I put in this somewhat cliff hanger, there'll probably be more... Oh well, I LOVE reviews... So gimme some!
Luv ya!
Chicago Chick
