Trowa could feel his spirits drop as the doctors told him that Quatra had not actually come out of a coma but had in fact just displayed a common occurrence in coma patients. It had given many grieving friends and family false hope.
The snoring was later attributed to a sinus problem.
Two days after this happened; Trowa turned his attention away from his friend and his persona vigilance of Quatra in case he woke up, and for some reason looked up at the doorway to be greeted by a sight that literally took his breath away.
A window behind her blocked out most of her facial feature as the sun shone high in the sky behind her.
But what he could see he liked. She was defiantly a statuesque woman, with a subtle muscular build in a short white skirt with tanned knee high suede boots and an off the shoulder pale green jumper which only seemed to emphasise her smooth peaches and cream complexion but as she stepped inside and the light at last stopped blurring out her face he could feel his muscles clench. He didn't recognise the woman personally but he had seen pictures of her.
He had seen them once in Quatra's Gundam during the war, and it was only by accident that he had seen them surprising Quatra just before they were deployed.
But even then it was clear how much Quatra had cared for the girl, no he corrected himself silently, the woman who stood before him.
Maybe she would be the one that would bring him back to this world.
Wordlessly getting of the chair he gestured and she sat down in his place instantly putting her hand up to his face to brush a stray hair back from his face.
When Quatra twitched slightly and then settled back a seemly happy expression on his face, Trowa knew he had made the right choice.
Rei quickly read over the fax from Mina and then turning to the second page began to read.
It's happening again, she thought. The lyrics where insightful, emotional and so so….worrying.
Rei had been friends with Mina for so long, she knew Mina when she was with the love of her life, when he broke her heart repeatedly and then compounded it by saying they would compromise but wanted the compromise to be all of her doing.
Picking the sheet up she photocopied it and then faxed more copies to the rest of the guys and girls in the band and picking up her copy went into her bedroom.
Climbing the stairs that she needed to actually reach the mattress of her bed, she sat on the bed with her back against the pillows and putting a hand out grabbed the paper from the hands of the guy already up there, shoving the sheet of paper into there hands, gesturing to read it when they sent an annoyed look there way.
Grabbing his muscular arm, she pulled it around her and snuggled into his side, as she re read the words, silently mouthing them alongside him.
You used to captivate me
By your resonating light
But now I'm bound by the life you left behind
Your face it haunts my once pleasant dreams
Your voice it chased away all the sanity in me
These wounds won't seem to heal
The pain is just to real there's just too much that time cannot erase
When u cried I wiped away all of your tears
When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears
And I've held your hand through al of these tears
But you still have all of me
I've tired so hard to tell myself that you're gone
And though you're still with me
I've been alone all along.
When he looked down at her, she could see the emotion on his face. "This is Mina's work?"
At her nod, he smiled sadly "I didn't know she had it in her. She's good but this... this is amazing."
Rei smiled sadly alongside him "yeah it is, and she's always been brilliant. Her songs reflect her emotions," she paused studying the sheet silently for a few minutes, the time ticking by on the ornamental clock in the living room, the only clock in the whole house.
"But the problem is the only time she's ever written stuff like this is when she was with him," she didn't need to explain who he was to her other half. It had been spoken often enough in the last few years in front of him but never in front of Mina, her friends already knowing his name was never to be spoken in her company so before they had actually met they had gotten into the habit of just calling the guy who had Hurt her, him, heavy emphasis on the cursing side
(Okay if anyone as ever seen cybil, think of whenever she an Mary Ann say Dick and you will have it down perfectly)
"And if she's with him again, then we're in so much trouble."
Trowa stepped away from the coffee machine and took a sip of the regimental coffee that seemed to be the same in every hospital and institute he had ever visited.
It was horrible, and with a grimace he almost shoved it away from him but as a yawn over took him he sighed. Sometimes you had to take the bad situation in place of the worst situation and be happy with it.
Swallowing the coffee he managed to choke it down, after all, it was better that he stay awake then fall asleep and miss something important happening with Quatra. He hadn't slept in two days, every since the accident, he had come back from his mission and had flown straight to the hospital to be at his best friends side.
But admitting to himself that he didn't feel well was taking a lot out of him. He had never even had a cold in his whole life, but he knew that the way he was feeling now was not due to lack of sleep and had more to do with the gases he had been exposed to on his last mission.
Walking back to Quatra's room, he suddenly felt himself getting light headed and falling against the wall he slowly slid down the smooth white wall, resting his head between his legs to get his bearings.
He breathed shallowly and for a few minutes it made him feel better, until a pair of shoes stopped in front of him. He would recognise those shoes anywhere, those were the ones nurses wore, and as he looked up the tempting expanse of white tight enclosed legs, past the white edge of the uniform and into the compassionate green eyes of the nurse, he smiled a tad dopily, and said the first thing that came into his mind, not even being aware he was saying it, "I don't feel so well, my angel. You here to escort me to the wrong side?" before falling limply against the ground in an untidy heap.
Lita looked down and grimaced. It looked like another drunk had gotten into the hospital again. Calling security, she walked back over to him and bending down to make sure he was still alive breathed in deeply in shock. He was burning up.
Paging the doctor on call, she ordered some orderlies to bring him to a room and hoped she hadn't been to late in getting him checked.
Okay people, that's all for now.. Review and all that..
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