Beyond Recollection ~ A Sonny & Skye FanFiction
Chapter Six ~ Stay
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The click of the bathroom door echoed the soft smile on Sonny's face. This playful side of Skye was one he liked. It reminded him nothing of the woman he could remember - but something about the way her eyes grew softer with laughter felt somewhat familiar to him.
Slowly and carefully he slipped into the clothes Skye had brought for him, using the toilette and sink for balance. The process was somewhat clumsy and painful as he tried to maneuver his leg into the pants. Sonny thought briefly of asking Skye for help, but quickly discarded the idea-the sudden blush on his cheeks harder to rid himself of.
With the task of his pants defeated Sonny moved onto the easier garment, the black T-shirt lying on the small counter. Broken writs were often occurrences in his childhood due to his stepfather's drunken tendencies. Functioning with the heavy cast was customary.
Shaking his head against the memories that were forming, he concentrated on the task at hand-getting his memory back. Without it he felt naked, almost weak. It was not how he wished to see himself but couldn't help it. So much had changed, starting with the woman on the other side of the door.
Silently, Sonny moved to the door, pushing it open just enough to watch her as she fiddled with the other belongings she had packed for him. He was in a trance, focussed only on her.
Without warning she began to sway slightly on her feet and then falling forward against the table beside his bed. Her hands grasped the edge of the wooden surface but could not hold her up. With a small scream she tumbled to the hard ground.
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The sudden dizzy spell had come without warning. Her vision blurred, leaving her unable to determine shapes from shadows. The heaviness of her head only over powered by the weakness of her legs, she reached for anything. Anything to keep her body from colliding with the hospital floor.
At first she thought she had succeeded. The hard surface of the table a pause in her downward journey, unable stop it all together. She didn't have the strength to hold on. Her arms suddenly the consistency of Jell-O, she fell. Hard.
Her wrist hit the ground first, twisting slightly as the rest of her joined it. The scream had been uncontrollable, the sound of it echoing through her as her head collided with the ground.
Skye couldn't move-didn't want to move. The cold tile beneath her, the pain in her wrist and the sudden nausea couldn't be conquered. She gave up before a fight could begin, lying with eyes shut, waiting for her discomfort to fade.
"Skye!" Sonny yelled, the door crashing forcefully against the wall as he pushed foreword. His movement quick and awkward as he hurried to her side. Unable to bend down beside her, Sonny found himself lying next to her in the next moment. Unsure of how he had accomplished that task but not caring, he softy stroked the side of her face.
"Skye? Can you hear me Skye?" His voice heavy with emotion, recognizably that of concern, he waited for a reply. He watched as she squeezed her eyes tightly, tension written across her brow, before a moan escape her lips.
"Someone help us!" Sonny shouted to the shadows moving behind the door. "I need help!" The door opening quickly, Jason and Courtney emerging followed hastily by Tony. The three moved immediately to their side, confused and panicked.
"What happened?" Tony asked taking her pulse.
"She fell. I don't know why - I was in the bathroom." He spoke quickly not moving from Skye's side. The unspoken need to care and comfort her over powering any and all thoughts in his mind. It didn't matter what he couldn't remember because at this moment the fear for her safety was suffocating.
"I-I'm all right," Skye spoke softly, fluttering her eyes open.
"Skye, what happened?" Tony asked kneeled beside her.
"I just became a little light headed-I lost my balance. I'm fine though," she stated moving her limbs slowly and wincing at the sharp pain that ran through her wrist.
"What hurts?" Tony and Sonny asked in unison. Taken back by the intensity of Sonny's eyes, she was slow to answer.
"My wrist broke my fall, other than that I just have a broken pride," she added standing slowly with Tony's help.
"It could be sprained," Tony inquired, examining her arm. "We should go get this checked out, Skye."
"No, its fine. Really."
"Skye, just go with Tony. We'll stay here," Courtney offered as Jason helped Sonny up from the floor, slowly easing him to his bed.
"I'm fine."
"Skye-
"I want to stay here," she added softly, letting her eyes fall to her arm. No one spoke-all understanding her hesitance to leave.
"I'm going to send a nurse in to wrap it in an ace bandage, just incase it is sprained. I also want you to ice it later. That will help with any swelling that might occur."
"Thank you, Tony."
"Do you have any idea what might have caused this?"
"I didn't get much sleep last night. I'll be-I am fine. I promise," Skye voiced, settling into the chair beside Sonny. Tony watched her movements, admitting to himself that she didn't look ill or injured.
"Just remember I have witnesses," he spoke with a smile before turning his attention to Sonny. "So how are you feeling Sonny?"
"I'm sick of this bed but other than that, I'm just sore."
"Well I can help you with that, you're due for your pain medication. I assume Skye filled you in on your situation?"
"Yes," he lied, ignoring Skye's smirk. No need to fill everyone in on his eavesdropping skills. "And the sooner I can get out of here the better."
"I don't think that will be a problem. You are doing very well. I'll have the release forms written up and you can leave the earliest tomorrow morning, if you wish."
"That's great!" Courtney declared showing off her smile.
'Yeah, it is,' Sonny and Skye both thought.
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It was late. The lights in his room were off, only the soft glow of the stars lighting the room. Groggily he let his eyes open, still somewhat heavy with sleep, confused as to what had woken him. The ticking clock on the far wall reading early morning.
"I didn't mean to wake you," her soft voice echoed to his left.
"Skye?" he questioned, turning to the figure next to his bed. She sat there with her legs pressed to her chest, her head resting against her crossed arms. Looking to her face he noticed she too looked as though she had just woken. "Have you been here all night?"
"I guess I fell asleep," she admitted somewhat embarrassed, trailing a hand threw her amber locks. "I should leave. You need your rest."
"You don't have to leave," Sonny spoke softly, eyes glowing with longing. She smiled at his words, the action causing a wave of warmth through him.
"No, I should. Besides, this chair will do nothing for my back." She grimaced as she lowered her legs to the floor, now sitting properly.
"Stay."
"Wha-
"Stay with me," he asked moving to the side, creating a space for her.
She was dreaming but at that moment she didn't care. Only wishing for it to never end. She moved towards the man she'd, lately, only been allowed to see in her dreams.
Skye held her breath as she lowered herself onto the soft covers, thankful it was his opposite arm and leg that were injured. Slowly she edged closer to him, her eyes focussed on the body she's been longing to hold. His body warm against her chilled form and she pressed into it, letting her eyes travel to his face.
His eyes, still sleep ridden, were focussed on her. Meeting as her own moved across his features, unintentionally lingering on his lips and locking into his stare. Her hand, all the while, lingered above him. Still unsure if touch would cause this dream to fade.
Lowering her eyes from his own, she hesitantly let her hand fall to his chest. Motivated by the contented sigh that escaped his lips, she became bolder and let her arm wrap around his middle. Skye could no longer hide her excitement and smiled softly at him before letting her head fall against his shoulder. Slowly his own confidence grew and she became aware of the arm tracing patterns down her back before settling on her hip.
"Thank you," she whispered into his shirt, nuzzling into him even more before letting herself fall asleep.
~ TBC ~
Chapter Six ~ Stay
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The click of the bathroom door echoed the soft smile on Sonny's face. This playful side of Skye was one he liked. It reminded him nothing of the woman he could remember - but something about the way her eyes grew softer with laughter felt somewhat familiar to him.
Slowly and carefully he slipped into the clothes Skye had brought for him, using the toilette and sink for balance. The process was somewhat clumsy and painful as he tried to maneuver his leg into the pants. Sonny thought briefly of asking Skye for help, but quickly discarded the idea-the sudden blush on his cheeks harder to rid himself of.
With the task of his pants defeated Sonny moved onto the easier garment, the black T-shirt lying on the small counter. Broken writs were often occurrences in his childhood due to his stepfather's drunken tendencies. Functioning with the heavy cast was customary.
Shaking his head against the memories that were forming, he concentrated on the task at hand-getting his memory back. Without it he felt naked, almost weak. It was not how he wished to see himself but couldn't help it. So much had changed, starting with the woman on the other side of the door.
Silently, Sonny moved to the door, pushing it open just enough to watch her as she fiddled with the other belongings she had packed for him. He was in a trance, focussed only on her.
Without warning she began to sway slightly on her feet and then falling forward against the table beside his bed. Her hands grasped the edge of the wooden surface but could not hold her up. With a small scream she tumbled to the hard ground.
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The sudden dizzy spell had come without warning. Her vision blurred, leaving her unable to determine shapes from shadows. The heaviness of her head only over powered by the weakness of her legs, she reached for anything. Anything to keep her body from colliding with the hospital floor.
At first she thought she had succeeded. The hard surface of the table a pause in her downward journey, unable stop it all together. She didn't have the strength to hold on. Her arms suddenly the consistency of Jell-O, she fell. Hard.
Her wrist hit the ground first, twisting slightly as the rest of her joined it. The scream had been uncontrollable, the sound of it echoing through her as her head collided with the ground.
Skye couldn't move-didn't want to move. The cold tile beneath her, the pain in her wrist and the sudden nausea couldn't be conquered. She gave up before a fight could begin, lying with eyes shut, waiting for her discomfort to fade.
"Skye!" Sonny yelled, the door crashing forcefully against the wall as he pushed foreword. His movement quick and awkward as he hurried to her side. Unable to bend down beside her, Sonny found himself lying next to her in the next moment. Unsure of how he had accomplished that task but not caring, he softy stroked the side of her face.
"Skye? Can you hear me Skye?" His voice heavy with emotion, recognizably that of concern, he waited for a reply. He watched as she squeezed her eyes tightly, tension written across her brow, before a moan escape her lips.
"Someone help us!" Sonny shouted to the shadows moving behind the door. "I need help!" The door opening quickly, Jason and Courtney emerging followed hastily by Tony. The three moved immediately to their side, confused and panicked.
"What happened?" Tony asked taking her pulse.
"She fell. I don't know why - I was in the bathroom." He spoke quickly not moving from Skye's side. The unspoken need to care and comfort her over powering any and all thoughts in his mind. It didn't matter what he couldn't remember because at this moment the fear for her safety was suffocating.
"I-I'm all right," Skye spoke softly, fluttering her eyes open.
"Skye, what happened?" Tony asked kneeled beside her.
"I just became a little light headed-I lost my balance. I'm fine though," she stated moving her limbs slowly and wincing at the sharp pain that ran through her wrist.
"What hurts?" Tony and Sonny asked in unison. Taken back by the intensity of Sonny's eyes, she was slow to answer.
"My wrist broke my fall, other than that I just have a broken pride," she added standing slowly with Tony's help.
"It could be sprained," Tony inquired, examining her arm. "We should go get this checked out, Skye."
"No, its fine. Really."
"Skye, just go with Tony. We'll stay here," Courtney offered as Jason helped Sonny up from the floor, slowly easing him to his bed.
"I'm fine."
"Skye-
"I want to stay here," she added softly, letting her eyes fall to her arm. No one spoke-all understanding her hesitance to leave.
"I'm going to send a nurse in to wrap it in an ace bandage, just incase it is sprained. I also want you to ice it later. That will help with any swelling that might occur."
"Thank you, Tony."
"Do you have any idea what might have caused this?"
"I didn't get much sleep last night. I'll be-I am fine. I promise," Skye voiced, settling into the chair beside Sonny. Tony watched her movements, admitting to himself that she didn't look ill or injured.
"Just remember I have witnesses," he spoke with a smile before turning his attention to Sonny. "So how are you feeling Sonny?"
"I'm sick of this bed but other than that, I'm just sore."
"Well I can help you with that, you're due for your pain medication. I assume Skye filled you in on your situation?"
"Yes," he lied, ignoring Skye's smirk. No need to fill everyone in on his eavesdropping skills. "And the sooner I can get out of here the better."
"I don't think that will be a problem. You are doing very well. I'll have the release forms written up and you can leave the earliest tomorrow morning, if you wish."
"That's great!" Courtney declared showing off her smile.
'Yeah, it is,' Sonny and Skye both thought.
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It was late. The lights in his room were off, only the soft glow of the stars lighting the room. Groggily he let his eyes open, still somewhat heavy with sleep, confused as to what had woken him. The ticking clock on the far wall reading early morning.
"I didn't mean to wake you," her soft voice echoed to his left.
"Skye?" he questioned, turning to the figure next to his bed. She sat there with her legs pressed to her chest, her head resting against her crossed arms. Looking to her face he noticed she too looked as though she had just woken. "Have you been here all night?"
"I guess I fell asleep," she admitted somewhat embarrassed, trailing a hand threw her amber locks. "I should leave. You need your rest."
"You don't have to leave," Sonny spoke softly, eyes glowing with longing. She smiled at his words, the action causing a wave of warmth through him.
"No, I should. Besides, this chair will do nothing for my back." She grimaced as she lowered her legs to the floor, now sitting properly.
"Stay."
"Wha-
"Stay with me," he asked moving to the side, creating a space for her.
She was dreaming but at that moment she didn't care. Only wishing for it to never end. She moved towards the man she'd, lately, only been allowed to see in her dreams.
Skye held her breath as she lowered herself onto the soft covers, thankful it was his opposite arm and leg that were injured. Slowly she edged closer to him, her eyes focussed on the body she's been longing to hold. His body warm against her chilled form and she pressed into it, letting her eyes travel to his face.
His eyes, still sleep ridden, were focussed on her. Meeting as her own moved across his features, unintentionally lingering on his lips and locking into his stare. Her hand, all the while, lingered above him. Still unsure if touch would cause this dream to fade.
Lowering her eyes from his own, she hesitantly let her hand fall to his chest. Motivated by the contented sigh that escaped his lips, she became bolder and let her arm wrap around his middle. Skye could no longer hide her excitement and smiled softly at him before letting her head fall against his shoulder. Slowly his own confidence grew and she became aware of the arm tracing patterns down her back before settling on her hip.
"Thank you," she whispered into his shirt, nuzzling into him even more before letting herself fall asleep.
~ TBC ~