Icklebitodd- please keep correcting me, I know my spelling is rubbish
Missusmesser- please don't cry : )
Kegel- thanks you as always
remoob1513- I'm going that with their long friendship they already have a lot of relationship built up : )
Daisyangel- yes no more evil cliffhangers ; )
The next day Sara woke before Greg she was glad of this she wanted time to think things through by herself. This was her whole life changed in an instant, well it was quite a while actually but now it didn't matter whether it was a second or three hours, it had happened. All Sara had ever had was her job it was her life. Until recently she couldn't imagine anything else been that important, that was until she first went to dinner with Greg then everything changed she stayed late to be with him because she didn't want to go home and be alone. She stopped pulling triples and started going to the gym again. Maybe her job was no longer her life, it certainly wasn't going to be now, she had to find a new priority and it was right there. Greg was laid his head on her lap and his hair brushing against her hand as she watched him gently move in his sleep she felt glad not to be alone. It was weird to be laid in hospital not really knowing what was wrong with you. She had a pain in her side that turned out to be a tube stuck in her. She could see a blanket lifted over her leg and in one way was curious to see her leg but sometimes she didn't want to know especially since she couldn't feel it.
But now she was becoming bored of her own company and the tube she had found coming out her side was irritating her.
"Greg" she gently shuck his hand and he bolted up like he'd been shot.
"YES ARE YOU OK?"
"I'm fine," laughed Sara as he calmed down "this tubes itching, do you know what it's for?" she asked while pulling her oxygen mask off her chin so it hung below her neck.
"You had a internal bleed and it's to drain the blood out"
"Oh it was that serious" she said sadly.
"You scared me a lot," said Greg gripping her hand.
"I can't feel it," she said sadly looking down at the blanket.
"That's ok you shouldn't they given you a lot of painkillers your doctor told me that's normal for the first day" he said in a reassuring voice.
"I want to look" Greg looked at her unsure of what to do.
"Please Greg" her voice was so pleading that he decided to do it. Slowly he got up and lifted the blanket so she could see. He heard her gasp and then fight back the tears that were forming.
"Your ahead of me" the doctors voice caused Greg to drop the blanket and jump back.
"I can see you going to be trouble" he smiled at Sara as she suddenly found the elastic on her oxygen mask interesting.
"I assume you would like me to explain it or have you tried the prod it approach," he asked indicating for Greg to sit down. Sara didn't know how he could sound so cheerful but then again her saw this stuff everyday just like she saw dead bodies; it suddenly occurred to her she should have been more sympathetic when around the victim's families.
"Well as I'm sure you have seen we have inserted a metal frame work" the doctor pulled the blanket back up forcing Sara to look at the construction set attached at the end of her knee.
"Because of the extent of the damage we had to insert this framework to hold your bone in place while it heals" he said tapping the wire with his pen. "The splint is for supporting the muscle, because it will no longer be around the bone which I'm afraid will give you little support"
"What do you mean support?" asked Sara finding her voice.
"Well your bone is what stops your leg from simply flopping over however with little muscle strength you will find it rather like walking on a stilt. Also because of the severity of the break we have inserted internal rods because were not sure if the blood supply was damaged enough to hinder bone re-growth" for all Greg knew this man could be speaking French he was trying his best to take it in and understand but there was a lot of questions he wanted to ask but seeing the fear on Sara's face he wasn't going to ask him now.
"So what happens if the bone doesn't re-grow?" asked Greg wanting at least one questioned answered.
"Well, Miss Sidle will you please put the mask on" Sara reluctantly put her oxygen mask back on and instead began fiddling with the butterfly holding her drip in place anything but looking at her leg.
"The bone will re-grow to a certain extent however the less re-growth the less stability you will have which is why you have the support".
Sara nodded taking in the fact that she may not be able to walk again. Her brain had registered this but the full realisation hadn't hit her, she had figured out she wouldn't be doing her job again but suddenly that didn't seem important.
"Your friends would like to visit if you're up to it" he said filling in her chart and getting ready to leave. Sara nodded in response gripping Greg's hand.
"Sara" Cath pulled herself in the room from the doorframe while Warrick was dragged along holding the handles of her wheelchair.
"Your ok" tears were falling down Catherine's face as she got up and embraced Sara. Warrick had to gently pull Catherine away from Sara after she seemed intent of never letting go.
"Cath I'm here it's ok, now don't cry because Greg will start" said Sara trying to fight back tears herself.
"Good to see you girl" said Warrick hugging her.
"So what's the damage?" Sara asked looking at Catherine.
"Broken arm" she said waving her pot around. "And sprained ankle they've gone to get me some crutches so I can leave" it was then a nurse walked into the room smiling at everyone.
"Don't mind me I'm just checking the chest drain" she smiled and pulled the container next to Sara's bed up also pulling the tube in her side causing her to gasp.
"Well there no more blood so you should get that out later" she smiled putting it back down.
"So what about you, asides from the hole in your side?" asked Warrick smiling at Sara. He knew full well what had happened to her leg but Greg had been down earlier telling him about her reaction and he decided it might help if she explained to someone rather than everyone to her.
"Well I've got a construction set in my leg because I might not be able to use it again" she said tears stinging at her eyes again. This was enough to set Catherine of again.
"I wish there was something I could say" Warrick hugged her "I think I better get Cath back Lindsey's waiting at home"
"Hey Cath don't forget what I said"
"Never" replied Catherine wiping her face. There was a long silence when they had left.
"My mum never let me have a construction set," said Greg breaking the silence.
"Well you're not playing with mine," said Sara managing a small smile through her tears.
"What I'm I going to do?" she asked
"Carry on and let me help" replied Greg stroking her hand gently "that's all you can"
"I love you Greg," she said gripping his hand "you know that right"
"I knew it before you did" he said gently pushing her hair form her face and kissing her lips.
"I've always known"
The drive home seemed to take hours for Catherine, she had so much in her head she wanted to say to Lindsey but forming sentences seemed difficult as she pulled into the drive way she saw her mother standing looking worried and Lindsey sat on the wall staring into the distance.
"I'll let them look after you now" smiled Warrick as her mother came over and helped her out while Lindsey trailed behind.
"Linds come here" Catherine held her arm out as Lindsey sulked over. Cath quite unexpectedly pulled Lindsey into a hug and her mother had to pull her off.
"I think the girl needs some air now love," she said as they walked inside.
"Is it broken?" asked Lindsey looking at her mother as she struggled getting inside with her crutches.
"No a sprain, you can sign my pot if you like" she said holding her arm out.
"Maybe later, how'd you use them with a pot?" she asked starring at her as they sat down.
"It only thin so I can still use my fingers," she said smiling.
"How was school?" it seemed such a dumb was to start an apology for the past three years but it was all she could think of.
"Ok, me and Tod blew up a test tube"
"Who's Tod?" Cath was about to go into mother mode and start questioning, but then she saw the look on Lindsey's face, one of disappointment.
"And most importantly is he good looking" Lindsey was taken back at this question.
"He's alright he wear's too much gel, like that man that came round the other week"
"Which one?" it was then Catherine suddenly understood everything Sara had said. She was asking her twelve-year-old daughter which man she brought home.
"The one who finished the cereal" answered Lindsey.
"Linds, I'm sorry"
"For what?"
"Everything I guess. Not listening to you and not thinking about your feelings" Lindsey didn't know what to say to this.
"I know you miss your dad and I know you must be confused because he was your dad and you loved him, despite the way he could be"
"I didn't want him to hit you," answered Lindsey quickly. Catherine had always assumed when Lindsey came down after an argument and she had a bloody nose she believed that she had fallen.
"You know that's why I'm protective don't you. I don't want anyone to hurt you like that"
"I know. Sara said that was why you got angry with me because you were upset with yourself. I know you don't really like her but…"
"Well sometimes I can make just as wrong judgment as you and Sara was one of them, she is a very smart and caring person" said Catherine tears falling from her face.
"She was hurt as well wasn't she?"
"Yes"
"Can we go and see her at home later?"
"Linds, Sara was hurt a lot more than she's still in hospital"
"Will she die?"
"NO" said Catherine hugging her daughter as she began to cry.
"She saved my life, she was very brave and well go thank her tomorrow" she said gripping tighter "and then well do what ever you want, I'll even go bowling" she laughed.
"Well I'm pleased you two are getting on" smiled her mum bringing in two drinks.
"Mum thanks" started Catherine
"For what?"
"My life"
TBC
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