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Percy cursed under his breath as he was put on hold for the fifteenth time. The operator returned shortly saying, no, there was no number for a Destiny Wood. Was he sure he knew where her she lived? Or if her name had changed?
"No," He angrily barked, "that's your job. I wasn't supposed to keep track of my brother's ex-girlfriend. But thanks anyways."
He hung up the phone violently, and walked back to Ron's room. He was still alive, but he was still in the coma.
"Come on, Buddy, come on."
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Nurse Applebee opened the door of 143 to find 2 redheads. One in a coma, and the other asleep next to him. He looked to be his brother. She began changing his bandage on his right arm, a cut that looked like the only way he survived was is he was touched by an angel. Ron, of course, had been living a miracle. Of all the comas she'd seen at Kensington Private Hospital, no one had held through this long. Three months. Poor kid, seemed to be a model student, with all the books he had from school. Of course, Hogwarts teachers excused him from his year at school to heal. They obviously understood the seriousness of this matter. She nudged her elbow at the brother, who woke up startled.
"Sorry, sweet pea, but you should go home and get some sleep."
He nodded, and went towards to the cafeteria to find the rest of his brothers and sister.
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Jack got out of the car and hugged her back and gave her a little kiss on the cheek as well.
"Des, we really should hed back to Vancouver to see Ron."
She looked down at her shoes. If it wasn't for Cho and the dance, this would have never happened. He put his finger and raised her chin and smiled at her.
"Alright. He needs a visit from an old friend to pull him out."
They drove along the streets towards the airport. She bought a ticket and he did the same. As vampires, they couldn't really transport to random places. They lost their powers like that when they both were forced to have this life. Though it would be a 12 hour flight, Jack squeezed her hand as they got on the plane, knowing that she wanted to comfort Ron one last time.
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Mike ran into the hospital, checking in at the desk on the first floor, and then nearly knocking over two nurses on his way to the elevator.
As he made his way to room 143, he thought 'Any day now, Ron will be waking up. Any day.'
A nurse was in there, changing his wounds, telling Mike to please wait outside for a minute or so. He nodded and sat outside the door.
Kensington Private Hospital was the most prestigious hospital to him. Everyone came out ok in a matter of days. Everyone, except Ron. It had crossed his mind more than once about how he would react if Ron didn't make it, and he didn't think he could stand that.
The nurse opened the door and motioned for him to enter, and then was off.
Ron lay there, eyes sealed shut, heart still functioning, but sadly no life left in him. He had taken quite a beating. Mike only wished he could of helped him out. But he was tied. He wished Des could see how bad Ron looked. She was there when it happened, but she got a lot worse off too. Her lifestyle changed. She couldn't use fireplaces for transportation. She had to take cars and airplanes, and she barely ate anything. Mike hoped she would realize that her life she was living was awful, she needed to get out it somehow. Any way she could.
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Percy cursed under his breath as he was put on hold for the fifteenth time. The operator returned shortly saying, no, there was no number for a Destiny Wood. Was he sure he knew where her she lived? Or if her name had changed?
"No," He angrily barked, "that's your job. I wasn't supposed to keep track of my brother's ex-girlfriend. But thanks anyways."
He hung up the phone violently, and walked back to Ron's room. He was still alive, but he was still in the coma.
"Come on, Buddy, come on."
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Nurse Applebee opened the door of 143 to find 2 redheads. One in a coma, and the other asleep next to him. He looked to be his brother. She began changing his bandage on his right arm, a cut that looked like the only way he survived was is he was touched by an angel. Ron, of course, had been living a miracle. Of all the comas she'd seen at Kensington Private Hospital, no one had held through this long. Three months. Poor kid, seemed to be a model student, with all the books he had from school. Of course, Hogwarts teachers excused him from his year at school to heal. They obviously understood the seriousness of this matter. She nudged her elbow at the brother, who woke up startled.
"Sorry, sweet pea, but you should go home and get some sleep."
He nodded, and went towards to the cafeteria to find the rest of his brothers and sister.
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Jack got out of the car and hugged her back and gave her a little kiss on the cheek as well.
"Des, we really should hed back to Vancouver to see Ron."
She looked down at her shoes. If it wasn't for Cho and the dance, this would have never happened. He put his finger and raised her chin and smiled at her.
"Alright. He needs a visit from an old friend to pull him out."
They drove along the streets towards the airport. She bought a ticket and he did the same. As vampires, they couldn't really transport to random places. They lost their powers like that when they both were forced to have this life. Though it would be a 12 hour flight, Jack squeezed her hand as they got on the plane, knowing that she wanted to comfort Ron one last time.
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Mike ran into the hospital, checking in at the desk on the first floor, and then nearly knocking over two nurses on his way to the elevator.
As he made his way to room 143, he thought 'Any day now, Ron will be waking up. Any day.'
A nurse was in there, changing his wounds, telling Mike to please wait outside for a minute or so. He nodded and sat outside the door.
Kensington Private Hospital was the most prestigious hospital to him. Everyone came out ok in a matter of days. Everyone, except Ron. It had crossed his mind more than once about how he would react if Ron didn't make it, and he didn't think he could stand that.
The nurse opened the door and motioned for him to enter, and then was off.
Ron lay there, eyes sealed shut, heart still functioning, but sadly no life left in him. He had taken quite a beating. Mike only wished he could of helped him out. But he was tied. He wished Des could see how bad Ron looked. She was there when it happened, but she got a lot worse off too. Her lifestyle changed. She couldn't use fireplaces for transportation. She had to take cars and airplanes, and she barely ate anything. Mike hoped she would realize that her life she was living was awful, she needed to get out it somehow. Any way she could.
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