Disclaimer: I don't own anyone but Kali.
The smell of hospital is what wakes me thoroughly. That and the soft murmur of John's voice along with quiet crying. I turn my head towards the room-connecting doors and see that Larry is gone and Abby is now sitting on the bed with Carter comforting her.
Sliding out of bed, I tip toe to the doors and listen.
"No, no, Carter. I'm okay now. Please don't," Abby begs.
"C'mon Abby, you need to relax. You don't want to upset her more than she is," Carter insists.
"No! You've done it to me already I'm fine now. For God's sakes! I heard that she woke up alone and was attacked by the press. I could've been there!" she hisses, squirming away from Carter and the needle.
"John don't!" I plead, pushing through the doors.
They stand there, looking a little shocked.
"You were going to sedate her weren't you? Why?" I accusingly stare at him hard.
"She was shaken, I just didn't want you to be any more stressed than what you already were," he explains, reaching towards me.
"Kali come here," Abby holds out her arms. I move into them and keep my eyes on the floor. But I can feel the tension in the air.
"Abby I'm sorry," Carter starts.
"Carter it's okay, I know you were just worried. But I'm a big girl, Kali is my responsibility. Not yours," she finishes.
"But she is…" he states.
"Sweetie, come with me a minute," Abby says, pulling my hand. We walk into the hall and down to the admit desk. I sit on a stool while Abby talks to Luka. They then come over and while Abby gives me a light kiss on the forehead then goes back to Carter, Luka pulls up a seat.
"How are you?" he asks casually.
"I'm okay I think," I say slowly.
"Good," he says simply.
"Luka, I'm so sorry about what happened today. I know you love Alex like a son-" I start, my head bowed.
START LUKA'S POV
I stare at the young teen beside me. Not believing that she was so remorseful.
"It was not your fault Kali, you had no control, but you managed to gain some and saved many people. It's very admirable," I tell her, placing an arm around her shoulders.
She doesn't respond, only sits there with her gaze down. I realize how much she is like Abby. The way she let's her hair cover her face when she's admit defeat, and her way of swiping her eyes to stop the tears.
"Hey, it's okay. Kali it's okay. Don't worry," I soothe, letting my accent loose because I know she finds it calming.
She looks up at me and my heart goes out to her. She saved Alex. If he had gone there by himself, he probably wouldn't be here now.
"Kali, I need to thank you. You saved Alex and I am so grateful. You did what you needed to do," I reassure.
END LUKA'S POV
Just then two female police officers walk up to us.
"We're looking for Kali Richardson," they inquire to Luka.
"That's me," I say timidly.
"Kali we need you to make a statement on what happened at the Jumbo Mart today. Can you come with us?" the brunette cop asks.
"Abby…?" I state quietly to Luka.
"Where are you taking her?" Luka asks briskly.
"Just somewhere private. Does she have a legal guardian here with her?" the African American cop looks questionably at Luka.
"Let's go get her," Luka replies, taking my hand and moving to the Trauma Rooms. Our little foursome walks down the hall and I can't help but feel like a toddler, being led to Time-Out. We get into Trauma 2, Abby is staring at Carter, her lip trembling and tears ready to pour. Carter is glaring back.
"Abby," Luka calls tentively.
She breaks the trance and walks up to us.
"I'm officer Brook, this is my partner Officer Simon," the brunette cop starts…